Chapter 999: Ancient farmhouse riches 30

Ji Han came in from the outside, originally he just wanted to come in to eat, but after hearing what Xia Yichu said, a pair of deep black eyes made an incredible touch Looked, then looked up in the direction where Xia Yichu was.
In the hall, everyone was almost seated. Only Anyang and Fuhua who were arguing were unusually eye-catching.
But Ji Han's eyes saw Xia Yichu at a glance.
Xia Yichu stood with his back to him. She was in a men's outfit and was in awe of Zoran, but after hearing her voice, Ji Han was instantly sure that this was the person she had missed for three years!
There was no pause at the foot of Ji Han, he strode across, grabbed Xia Yichu's wrist directly, and pulled her all over.
The two faced each other.
Because of his fast and agile movement, Xia Yichu was very surprised.
She was almost scared, her eyes widened slightly, and then she calmed down again. Then, Ji Han looked at the other person's eyes with a little vigilance.
Ji Han was so cold in his heart that when he wanted to speak, Fuhua and Anyang beside him had already recognized him.
"Brother Seven! Did you come here for dinner too?" Fuhua took the lead and said to Ji Han.
Her eyes fell on Ji Han, her face was shameful, her voice sweet, and she looked like the beginning of a passion, like the arrogant and powerful person just now.
Anyang is much calmer than Fuhua. She elegantly confronted Ji Hanfu, and then said, "Anyang has met his seven brothers."
Brother Seven?
Seven princes?
Xia Yichu, who originally wanted to teach the other party because of this, immediately stopped his move.
"Xiao Han?" Xia Yichu looked at the person holding her in doubt.
Ji Han's dark eyes blinked, and his focused eyes fell on Xia Yichu's body. After seeing her finally recognizing herself, she turned her hands and walked away, taking people directly out of the restaurant and directly behind her. They forgot about it all.
Anyang looked at the back of the two as they left without any expression.
However, Fuhua behind her was different. Fuhua had a clear anger on Ming Mingyan's face. She opened her mouth and said coldly to the maid behind her, "Go and check for this palace. What the is man! "
"Yes, princess."
Fuhua's mood became happy because of Ji Han's appearance, but also because of Ji Han's disregard, he became bad and impetuous.
Fuhua's entire mind was all put on Xia Yichu who was forcibly taken away by Ji Han, and he was no longer in a mood to make noise with Anyang.
Fuhua spoke and told her maid to return the ginseng chicken to Anyang, and quickly left the restaurant with her maid.
Here, because I know that the person in front of him is Ji Han, the vigilance and dissatisfaction that Xia Yichu had raised in his heart disappeared.
Xia Yichu was taken out of the restaurant directly by Ji Han. Ji Han's carriage was parked outside. The driver sat just outside to find a good place, parked the carriage, and looked at the owner who had only entered with his front feet.
"Man, this is ..."
Before the coachman's words were finished, Ji Han interrupted his words: "Don't ask so much, go home immediately."
Said, Ji Han took Xia Yichu, first put her on the carriage, and then stepped on her own.
The coachman did not dare to ask more. After the two went up, they also jumped onto the carriage and hurried back to their home.
The carriage looks low-key and simple on the outside, but it is luxurious and comfortable inside, even more comfortable than the special carriage in Qiuyun Town before Xia Yichu.
The two sat on the carriage, although they were not next to each other, but Ji Han who came up later sat right next to Xia Yichu.
"Su Tao, I'm a little bit angry." Ji Han grasped Xia Yichu's hand and looked at her eagerly, with a gloom in his eyes.
"Huh?" Xia Yichu responded subconsciously, his eyes falling directly on Ji Han.
Just now Ji Han appeared so suddenly that Xia Yichu had no time to look at him well.
Today, the two face to face, not to mention the appearance of Ji Han, even the fluff on Ji Han's face, Xia Yichu can see clearly.
Three years later, Xia Yichu once hugged and hugged, and the little boy who was carrying him back and forth had actually grown half a taller than Xia Yichu.
In the cave that year, when Xia Yichu saw Ji Han for the first time, he felt that he was carved in pink and jade, and his appearance was ridiculous.
However, it now seems that she was really right.
Ji Han's appearance is longer than that of that year. The previous innocence and cute baby fat have faded away, and the outline of the facial features gradually deepens, becoming sharper and more beautiful.
Although his eyebrows still had a hint of greenness, under his charming peach blossoms, he had a different temperament.
Ji Han has been holding Xia Yichu's hand for a while and must not relax.
He looked sad and downcast: "I have thought of Su Tao every day for the past three years, and I came to Jixiang Restaurant for dinner when I thought about it. As soon as I heard Su Tao's voice, I recognized Su Tao. But didn't remember me. "
His tone of resentment like a little daughter-in-law made Xia Yichu speechless for a while.
Especially his mouthful of a Su Tao, Xia Yichu could not help but directly raised his hand and gave him a violent shudder: "What Su Tao, it is almost no big or small."
"You don't have to be bigger than me, either." Ji Han reached out and covered his head, muttering quietly.
"What?" Xia Yichu asked back.
He spoke so softly that she didn't hear much.
"It's nothing." Ji Han quickly avoided the topic, his eyes fell on Xia Yichu's body, his expression resentful: "How long have you been in Beijing? Why didn't you come to me?"
If it was before, Xia Yichu would never believe it was Xiaohan.
Before, Xiao Han and her lived in the period of time, can be described as a person who did not talk more than three sentences a day.
However, after receiving Xiaohan's letter, Xia Yichu realized that in fact he just didn't say it, but it didn't mean he wasn't a nonsense.
Since Xiao Han left her and returned to Beijing with Wang Shuhui, she wrote to Xia Yichu at most every half a month. If it is fast, sometimes Xia Yichu will receive a letter every six or seven days.
Every letter is a thick stack.
On the paper, everything was written by Xiaohan.
Xia Yichu knew everything about the big and small things since he returned, even what flowers were planted in his yard.
Xia Yichu was not comfortable before, but gradually got used to it.
Now, looking at Ji Han's pretense in front of himself, Xia Yichu's sense of familiarity suddenly burst out.