Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

Chapter 113 My Husband

"It's already three poles in the sun, and the young master is still not up. I'm afraid he was exhausted last night..." The woman with a delicate face said with a smile.

"Young master is thin-skinned, don't let him hear this." Another dignified and beautiful woman in purple laughed and scolded.

"Got it, sister Qingfang." The woman who spoke earlier replied.

Sister Qingfang?

Sunny party? !

Song Han woke up suddenly, and opened his eyes suddenly.

All eyes are festive red, red dragon and phoenix brocade quilt, brilliant and elegant red gauze tent, exquisite workmanship concentric knot...

Song Han's eyeballs moved slowly and looked over one by one. The eye-catching red double happiness was posted on the wall, and there were two burned out dragon and phoenix red candles on the desk...

This, this is clearly the new house where he and Li Hanchuan got married!

The pupils trembled, and Song Han sat up in panic.

However, he moved too violently, which involved the sore and limp muscles of his body. The overused area brought a strange discomfort, and Song Han froze.

This feeling, this feeling... Song Han covered his burning face and looked at everything in front of him in surprise.

how so?Why is he here?

He remembered the night when he and Han Chuan got married. After the two got together physically and mentally, Han Chuan's favorability with him reached 100. He successfully completed the task, but the reward could not be issued due to a system failure, so the system contacted Dr. Du, and he... Using consciousness to see Dr. Du?

It was a wonderful space combining high-tech and violent beauty. He suddenly appeared on the conference table, and sitting opposite him was a young man with lavender eyes. The young man was wearing a strict white coat and a pair of wise and cold gold Glasses.

The young man called himself Dr. Du, and said that in order to make up for his spiritual loss, he was given two choices - Han Chuan who was hunted down in ancient times and Han Chuan who was facing a car accident in modern times. Let him choose to save one of them and be with the other forever!The last thing he rushed to was Han Chuan who was about to be hit by a car and returned to the modern society, becoming the him who shined in the showbiz at the age of 23!

Different from his previous life, Han Chuan had the memory of being the owner of Wanren Mountain Villa and found him in advance, and brought him home to grow.Although they were not married, as Han Chuan's lover, he attended the [-]th birthday of the old man of the Li family and made his official debut...

... these are all just a dream?

The sourness surging in his chest made Song Han unconsciously grip the cold brocade quilt, and the joy of being in the highlight of happiness suddenly took a turn for the worse, as if fate had slapped him hard, telling him not to be greedy.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Song Han didn't want to believe that this was a dream.

How could it be a dream?It's so real!

In his new life, there is no gloomy depression, no embarrassment, and no crushing and sickness by the cruel reality...

What he couldn't accept the most was that Han Chuan who had the memory of the owner of Wanren Villa was imagined by him!

How can it be fake that the man he loves holds him dearly?

Song Han threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Who knew that the moment his white soles touched the ground, his feet softened, and he fell powerlessly to the side.

A pair of strong arms caught him.

As soon as Song Han turned his head, he met a pair of bottomless black eyes.

"Hanchuan..." Song Han stared blankly at the man, trying to see something in those eyes.

"No hurries?"

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw a young man in his underwear, with black hair messily draped over his shoulders, get off the bed barefooted in a flustered expression. Li Hanchuan couldn't help frowning slightly, took a step forward and hugged him back to the bed.

The rain hit the plantains last night, and the boy was soft and sweet.At this time, the inner clothes were hanging crookedly on the body, as gorgeous as the newly bloomed hibiscus after the rain, and the whole person was moistened by the rain, and there was a sense of spring after being moistened by the rain.Li Hanchuan stared at the red marks of different shades on his exposed skin, his eyes darkened.

"Han Chuan!" Song Han grabbed the man's arm with all his strength, and there was still a hint of red in the corner of his eyes, the soft deer eyes full of eagerness.

"Hungry? How about getting up, washing up and eating?" Li Hanchuan asked softly, the soft edges and corners full of tenderness.

This way of speaking...

Song Han lowered his head slightly, only feeling a little sour in his eyes, empty in his heart, and unspeakably uncomfortable.

Noticing that the boy's mood suddenly became depressed, Li Hanchuan stroked the side of his face gently: "What's wrong? But what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

They just got married yesterday, so he should be happy.Song Han squeezed out a smile, but this smile was uglier than crying.

Li Hanchuan frowned: "We are married couples, what can't you tell me?"

Hearing this, Song Han felt unspeakable grievances in his heart. He hugged Li Hanchuan with both hands, buried his head in his shoulder, and said sullenly: "I had a dream..."

"Dream about you in another world?"

The man's deep voice fell in his ears, like thunder on the ground. Song Han was startled, and looked at him in amazement: "Hanchuan, you also dreamed about it?"

Li Hanchuan nodded, lovingly rubbed his smooth cheek, and asked hesitantly, "Why do you suspect that this is just a dream?"

He has always been decisive and resolute, and rarely hesitates like this.What happened that night made him not sure if it was a dream, or if he and Song Han really met and fell in love in another time and space.

It wasn't a dream, so why did it come back again?Song Han looked at Li Hanchuan suspiciously, hoping that he could answer for him.

"I have all the memories of Li Hanchuan, the president of Wanding Group, and I even remember everything that happened when I went to the crew to find you..." Li Hanchuan stroked the hair on his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead.

Song Han was taken aback, and the light of joy was revealed from his eyes bit by bit.

"When you and I met in the snow for the first time, did you know who I am?" Li Hanchuan stared deeply at him.

"……Um."

The young man hugged himself tightly, with a kind of treasure and love that was lost and found again.

Li Hanchuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked the question he had always wanted to know: "Apart from that, do you have a memory that I don't know about?"

"For example, if I die, you get sick and jump into the sea?"

Song Han's heart skipped a beat, and he really wanted to say that there was no such thing, but his unconsciously red eyes revealed the sourness in his heart.

The boy's curly long eyelashes cast a sad shadow on his face, and he spoke wordlessly about the pain of the past. Li Hanchuan leaned over and kissed the corner of his eyes, "It's over, don't be sad. Today is the first day after we got married. Be a bit happier."

Song Han bit his lip and nodded.

"I'm fine now, and I'll be with you, always with you."

Coaxed by the man's deep and soft voice, Song Han quickly adjusted.

The past cannot be pursued, the important thing is to have fun in time!

The cool little hands held up the handsome face of the man, Song Han offered his rosy lips without hesitation,

Breathing intertwined and tender, Song Han subconsciously snorted softly, his body that had been improved by the system softened into a puddle of spring mud, exuding amazing beauty all over his body.

The involuntary sigh caused Li Hanchuan, who was kissing his neck, to pause, his throat rolled, he hesitated, and finally raised his head.

The skin under his hands was so tender that water could be squeezed out, he really didn't want to let go, but Song Han was still hungry.

After putting on the clothes for Song Han, Li Hanchuan kissed his eyes that were glowing with water, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wash and eat first, and I will take you to a place later."

Song Han nodded, blushing, and let him put her on his lap and put on his shoes.

By the time Li Hanchuan led him out to eat, the sun outside was already shining brightly.Being stared at by Qingfang and the two, Song Han blushed even more.

"The kitchen has made shredded chicken porridge and radish cake today, son, use them quickly." Qingfang brought over the cold shredded chicken porridge with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, sister." Song Han sincerely thanked Shang Qingfang with a slight smile.

In the dream, he didn't know the time, he felt that he hadn't seen Qingfang for a long time, and when he met again, his heart was full of intimacy.

"My lord is always so polite, don't say that again." Qingfang smiled and shook her head, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart.No matter how his status changes, the boy is still the same boy.

"Why don't you say, sister used to be sister, and she will still be sister in the future."

Qingfang's heart warmed when he heard the young man's intentionally off-pointed words.

"My lord, you're finally awake!" Mu Xiaobai shouted when he saw Song Han and Li Hanchuan sitting at the table eating.

This is not quite right, but Mu Xiaobai is still the simple-minded Mu Xiaobai, Song Han blushed and said "hmm".

Mu Xiaobai put down the tray, and inside was a bowl of thick medicine juice, "The medicine is ready, you can drink it after you finish your meal!"

Looking at the black liquid in the bowl, Song Han really wanted to say that he is in good health now and doesn't need to drink any more medicine.But several pairs of eyes stared at him, and he couldn't explain why his body suddenly recovered, so he obediently picked up the bowl.

It's still a familiar taste, and the bitterness is inspiring!Song Han took a deep breath and gulped down the medicine.

Gently put down the bowl, Song Han glanced at them, all of them were satisfied.

Suddenly a candied fruit was handed to his lips, Song Han raised his eyes, Li Hanchuan was holding a candied fruit in his bony hand and looked at him deeply.

Looking at the others, they all stared at the candied fruit and urged him with their eyes.

Song Han blushed even more, and slightly opened his mouth to bite the candied fruit.

Soft lips swept over his fingertips, Li Hanchuan's eyes darkened.Seeing that Song Han's ears were red and he obediently ate the candied fruit, he took the handkerchief Xia Yu handed over with satisfaction, wiped his hands, and then led Song Han out of Renxue Pavilion.

"Master, son."

Seeing from afar the owner and the handsome young man in a crescent brocade robe coming hand in hand, the servants on the road bowed their heads and bowed in salute, very respectful.

Li Hanchuan habitually nodded his head slightly, while Song Han turned his body unnaturally, avoiding the servant's salute.After walking away, Li Hanchuan squeezed his thin white fingers: "Now you are also the owner of the villa, you just accept their salutes generously, you don't need to avoid them."

"...I'm just not used to it."

"It doesn't matter, it will be fine after a while." Li Hanchuan's eyes fell on the ink jade that symbolized the owner of Wanren Mountain Villa hanging from his waist, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

He clasped Song Han's hand tightly, his gaze like water.

"Song Han, it doesn't matter if it's a dream or not, but I hope it's a dream. As the owner of Wanren Villa, I can share everything I have with you, wealth, power and honor. That's the modern me. There's no way to do it." In that legal world, he couldn't reach the height he is now, so naturally he couldn't give more to the one he loves.

The man's deep eyes are full of sincerity, Song Han's heart is moved, his eyes are like the flowing moonlight: "I know, my husband is the owner of Wanren Mountain Villa who is under one person and above ten thousand people. The president of the group is much better."

The boy's brows were crooked, and he smiled effortlessly, Li Hanchuan finally felt relieved.

"Where are you taking me?"

I have already walked through the rockery corridor, and then through the small bridge and flowing water, but the man still has no intention of stopping, Song Han is a little tired from walking.

"Chonglie Pavilion." Li Hanchuan resisted the thought of carrying him away.

Chonglie Pavilion?what is that placeWhen Song Han wanted to ask again, Chonglie Pavilion had already arrived.