Wealthy Poison Doctor's Wife

Chapter 249 270: Their days (1)

Zhai Xixi hugged the iron box in her hand tightly, her eyebrows drooped, a few strands of long hair fell down, covering her cheeks, her entire small face was almost hidden in the shadows, and only her furry head was facing Han Zhen.

Han Zhenwei leaned against the wall, looking from the top of her head all the way to her round and white toes. When she saw the mottled iron box halfway, her eyes froze for a moment, she opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she turned around without saying anything. Walk away without saying a word.

Hearing the crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor, Zhai Xixi looked up, and saw that Han Zhen had left without saying hello, feeling a little upset, bit his lower lip, and followed.

Han Zhen walked into an office. The door of the office was very wide and tall, red to almost black, exuding seriousness and solemnity. There were two doors, but only one was opened. He did not close the door after entering.

Zhai Xixi pouted and decided not to argue with him: even knowing how to keep the door, it's not hopeless.

He took two quick steps into the office, closed the door gently, and made a slight 'click' sound.

Han Zhen was already sitting behind the desk, with a thick document spread out in front of him. He was writing something on the document with a pen in his hand. When he heard the sound of closing the door, his pen froze slightly for only a second. Back to normal again.

Zhai Xixi stood at the door, rolling his eyes around. The office is large, with low-key and luxurious decoration. There is a sofa and coffee table on the right, as well as a lounge and several entertainment rooms. There are even indoor golf facilities among them. There is a row on the left. There are no books in the tall bookshelves, but wide, heavy-looking folders, neatly arranged, and a small tea bar.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows were pasted with anti-ultraviolet window film, and the golden sunlight shone in, not glaring at all, falling on Han Zhen's body, illuminating his outline into a transparent pale gold, and his whole person was radiant.

Zhai Xixi looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the takeaway package on the coffee table. The takeaway package was in good condition and had not been opened at all. He could guess that it must be the lunch that Assistant Hua bought for Han Zhen. And Han Zhen didn't eat it.

Before coming here, Han Zhen's mother also said that Han Zhen hasn't been eating well, drinking well, sleeping well, and has to work late every day, so let her persuade him. died young.

Although the words are not pleasing to the ear, they are also true.

Thinking of this, Zhai Xixi trotted to the tea bar. There was a small refrigerator in the tea bar. She opened it and looked at it. There was nothing suitable for filling her stomach. The only thing that could barely feed her stomach was the bottle of pure milk up.

There is a microwave next to it. Below the microwave is a cabinet with a transparent glass door. There are many exquisite small dishes in it. She took out a small bowl, poured a bowl of pure milk, and heated it in the microwave for 3 minutes. It was neither cold nor hot. , the temperature is just right.

Han Zhen seemed to be engaged in work, but in fact, all the senses in his body were paying attention to Zhai Xixi's movements. Seeing her opening the refrigerator door and the cupboard door, she couldn't help frowning, until the smell of milk wafted out. It was getting closer and closer before he vaguely reacted.

When she turned her head, she really saw Zhai Xixi walking towards him with a bowl in her hand.

"Han Zhen, are you hungry? Have some milk." Di Xixi stretched out his hand and handed him the bowl.

Han Zhen frowned slightly. He didn't like to drink milk, especially pure milk. It had a fishy smell, which made people sick. The bottle in the refrigerator was put by Assistant Hua, and Assistant Hua took care of it.

Seeing that he was still not moving, Zhai Xixi's hands were a little sore, and she raised the bowl to him and said, "Drink."

Her eyes were bright, shining with inexplicable joy. Han Zhen couldn't bear to refuse, and suddenly thought of the kiss in the hospital a few days ago, his throat suddenly became dry, and he swallowed calmly. bowl, held his breath, and poured down the bowl of milk as if drinking traditional Chinese medicine.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Zhai Xixi couldn't stop the joy in his heart, and looked at Han Zhen with joy.

After Han Zhen finished drinking, she opened her eyes and saw her flushed cheeks excitedly, her heart skipped a beat.

She looks so attractive.

Subconsciously, he handed her the empty bowl.

And she reached out to take it tacitly.

Zhai Xixi took the bowl and didn't leave right away, still standing there like a bumpy and graceful bamboo pole.

Han Zhen raised his eyebrows in doubt, and was about to ask: Is there anything else?

The light in front of his eyes dimmed, and the top of his upper lip was swept away by something silky.

A little itchy and soft.

Zhai Xixi's eyes were sly, and she raised her right index finger, "You have milk on your mouth, here, I wipe it for you, don't thank me too much, it should be."

After speaking, turning around with the bowl in hand, Zhai Xixi smiled like a mouse who stole candy.

Knowing that Han Zhen secretly painted her portrait when she was very young, even if he still treats her with a blank face like before, she doesn't think he is not easy to get close to, on the contrary, for some reason, she feels that he is very Cute, awkwardly cute.

The following time is like a minute to some people, although it is like a year to some people.

Zhai Xixi was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward, the iron box was placed on her lap, pressed against her abdomen, her elbows were on her knees, her cheeks were resting on her hands, and she was staring at Han Zhen with a smile.

Han Zhen stared at the documents on the table, but his whole body felt like a thorn was stabbed, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere. After reading for a long time, he seemed to have read a lot of words, but he seemed to have seen nothing.

Anyway, I don't remember the last word, let alone what I read.

quite a while.

Han Zhen finally felt the need to say something: "Xixi, can you stop looking at me like that?"

Zhai Xixi's answer was frank and straightforward: "No."

Han Zhen threw down the pen, leaned back on the chair behind her, and raised her hand to rub the center of her eyebrows.

Although he knew the purpose of Zhai Xixi's visit, he didn't want to talk about it with her at all, but now, he thinks it's better to talk about it earlier, and let her leave quickly after the talk, otherwise, he won't even think of a word .

"Xixi, come here, if you want to say something to me, just say it."

Zhai Xixi's open and righteous gaze just now suddenly flickered.

She had already written the manuscript on the way here, but if she really faced Han Zhen, she still couldn't ask.

She wanted to ask: Han Zhen, do you like me?

In case Han Zhen replied: No.

What should she do?Wouldn't it be self-defeating?
Han Zhen sat patiently on the office chair, looking at her with piercing eyes, Feng Shui took turns, and it was Zhai Xixi's turn to feel uncomfortable so soon.

Zhai Xixi bit her lip, her eyes wandered for a moment, and she discussed: "Well...can you stop looking at me like that?"

An irresistible smile flashed across Han Zhen's eyes, "No."

Zhai Xixi: "..." These two lines of dialogue sound familiar.

"That... I saw my aunt today..." Zhai Xixi straightened her back, facing Han Zhen like a primary school student facing a teacher, "She told me something, you saw this iron box , You should understand what my aunt told me? And when you were unconscious, Jing Ling also came to see me. She told me that you were in the hospital, and said... It was because of me that you Something will happen, and, when you woke up that day, you...you kissed me, so I want to ask you..."

Zhai Xixi finished speaking in one breath, and the more she talked, the more she looked forward to Han Zhen's answer, so she rushed to ask the question she wanted to know the most.

"Han Zhen, you like me, don't you?"

　Four more. Before 10:30
　　
　
(End of this chapter)