Master's Little Girl Has Grown Up

1Feng Qingyan suddenly put her hand on the man's chest and looked at him in a low voice, "Beiming Yue, you, you made me drunk."    2

    

Beiming Yue,... "No."    

    

" Then... why don't you knock me out? "    

    

... ""    

    

Beiming Yue suddenly sealed her lips and did not let her speak anymore.    

    

The next day, in the morning.    

    

Shi Qian greeted Shaang Sizhan and then went to the Han residence.    

    

The car stopped in the courtyard.    

    

Mrs. Han and a reluctant boy walked out.    

    

"Qian, you're here."    

    

Shi Qian smiled, "Hello Auntie Meng."    

    

Mrs. Han looked at her son beside her and introduced him. "This is my son, Han Xiaoyu."    

    

Shi Qian then went to look at the boy beside Mrs. Han and looked at his slightly familiar face and was suddenly stunned.    

    

Without a trace!    

    

He was Minister Han's son!    

    

Han Xiaoyu was stunned the moment Shi Qian got off the car.    

    

Was this the descent of a Heaven Immortal?    

    

This was totally different from the hacker she imagined in the Milky Way!    

    

Shi Qian first came back to her senses and looked at him with a faint smile. "Hello."    

    

When they previously met at the gathering, she was wearing men's clothing, so this guy should not be able to recognize her.    

    

When the girl, Qingcheng, smiled, Han Xiaoyu felt even more dizzy. He was stunned for a long time but still did not regain his senses.    

    

Mrs. Han's beautiful brows slightly knitted and pushed her son, "I am greeting you! What are you standing there for!"    

    

Only then did Han Xiaoyu come back to his senses and pulled out a dry smile. "You, hello."    

    

Mrs. Han looked at her son with a face full of disdain and shook her head. Then she looked at Shi Qian again, "Qian, let's go in."    

    

"Yes." Shi Qian smiled and followed Mrs. Han into the house.    

    

Han Xiaoyu followed her in.    

    

At this moment, Han Yuanfeng came out of the study room and was very happy to see Shi Qian, "Qian, you are here. Come, come and sit."    

    

"Okay." Shi Qian walked over.    

    

When Han Yuanfeng's eyes fell on his son, the smile on his face immediately disappeared. He said coldly, "You, go make tea!"    

    

"Oh, okay." Han Xiaoyu smiled and ran away.    

    

Han Yuanfeng and Shi Qian sat in front of the sofa.    

    

Mrs. Han said gently, "The food will be ready in a while. You guys can have some tea first."    

    

Shi Qian smiled, "Sorry to trouble Auntie Meng."    

    

Han Xiaoyu, this pampered Little Young Master, naturally did not know how to make tea. After instructing the maids, he immediately returned to the living room.    

    

Sitting beside his father, he looked at Shi Qian and smiled, "Qian, the tea will be ready in a while."    

    

Shi Qian,... ""    

    

Han Yuanfeng was speechless."    

    

Han Xiaoyu acted as if he was familiar with himself and asked again, "Qian, what's your full name?"    

    

Shi Qianni looked at him and answered, "Shi Qian."    

    

"Shi Qian... Han Xiaoyu muttered her name and said," This name is really nice to hear. " Oh right, the last time you came to my house, you happened to have something very important to do. I am really sorry that I did not receive you."    

    

Shi Qian smiled lightly, "It's nothing."    

    

Han Yuanfeng glanced at his really fragrant son and snorted lightly.    

    

Han Xiaoyu ignored the look of disdain from his biological father and looked at Shi Qian. He then said, "Qian, have we met somewhere before? Why do I feel that you look a little familiar?"    

    

Shi Qian said indifferently, "Maybe I look more common."    

    

Han Xiaoyu smiled and said," If you are considered to be the general public, how can you let the general public live? "    

    

He really felt that the girl in front of him was familiar. He seemed to have seen her somewhere before, but it seemed impossible when he thought about it.    

    

If he had really seen such a stunning beauty, it was impossible for him not to remember.    

    

Han Xiaoyu immediately felt puzzled.