Chapter 935
No matter what she thinks it is her dream or what, Han Qing has never fulfilled her wish and said nice words.

The final result was that Xiaoyan became upset and kept drilling on him.

What she's thinking now is that it's her own dream anyway.

She can't do anything to him in reality, so it can be done in a dream, right?
So Xiaoyan began to trouble Han Qing in various ways.

"You bad guy, you don't even want to say a few nice words to me, so you still dare to come into my dream? You left me during the day, and I dare not settle with you in reality, now... I'm going to count it all back!"

Her hands and feet kept pulling on Han Qing's body, Han Qing could only hide, but after a while she was still hanging on his body like an octopus, with her arms around his neck.

"Bad guy, you left me without a word, sorry!"

Han Qing was a little tired from being troubled by her, looked down at her panting lightly and said, "Didn't you ask the clerk to tell me to leave first?"

Hearing the words, Xiaoyan immediately widened her eyes: "If I tell you to leave, you will leave? Don't you know that girls like duplicity the most? Especially for the person you like!"

Han Qing: "..."

He really didn't know.

How could he guess a woman's mind?
"I don't care, you just left me anyway, and I want to settle accounts with you!"

Xiaoyan looked at the handsome face in front of her, and she felt terrified. He had already rejected her. It wouldn't be too much for her to kiss him again in her dream, right?

Thinking of this, Xiaoyan pouted her lips and leaned towards Han Qing.

Han Qing's face changed, turned away, and soft lips were printed on his face.

"Ah, don't hide!" Xiaoyan yelled angrily when she didn't get the kiss as she wished, and then wanted to kiss again.

Han Qing pinched her chin to stop her messing around, and said coldly, "If you keep making trouble, I'll knock you out."

Xiaoyan's movements stopped and she didn't make a fuss anymore, but she returned to her pitiful and tearful appearance. She sat back on the bed, wiped her tears and cried, "I'm really miserable, whether it's reality or In the dream, you treated me badly."

She wiped the tears from her face vigorously, and turned her back.

"You go."

Han Qing: "..."

Seeing her thin back curled up into a ball, Han Qing didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only sigh: "Lie back, cover the quilt, and I will leave."

Xiaoyan sat still until Han Qing came to hold her hand, and she roared like an eruption: "Don't come to my dream, okay? I let you go, who told you to care about me? Don't be here It's fake here, didn't you feel happy when you left me during the day? Now who are you pretending to show?"

Hearing this, Han Qing's eyes suddenly became a little colder, making Xiaoyan's heart skip a beat.

Isn't this a dream?Why did Han Qing feel so real to her?Could it be that the noble Han Qing can't be manipulated and controlled by her thoughts in her dreams?
This is too great, right?
Xiaoyan didn't dare to speak for a while.

"I didn't go."

Han Qing narrowed his eyes and replied to her in a cold voice.

Xiaoyan also froze in place: "No, didn't you leave? This...how is it possible? You, you lied to me!!"

Her voice suddenly became louder, with an unbelievable look on her face: "When the clerk came back and told me, he said that you left without looking back!"

At that time, she felt so sad that he didn't even want to wait for her to go back, so he must not like her and hated herself very much.

But now, he actually told himself that he didn't leave.

How can this be?

He didn't leave, so where did he go?
It's just that Xiaoyan didn't have time to ask the next question, because after she said those words, Han Qing realized what he had just said. He closed his eyes, pushed Xiaoyan back on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

"You are tired, take a rest."

Xiaoyan wanted to struggle again, but probably because of the sequelae of the fever, she actually started to get tired, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

She resisted the idea of ​​closing her eyelids, and muttered to herself: "No, please explain clearly to me..."

"If you don't make it clear, you don't want to leave..." Xiaoyan grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go.

In the end, her voice became weaker and weaker, and the strength to grab his sleeve gradually disappeared.

After Han Qing wished to see her fall asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief, smoothed his wrinkled clothes, and then left the room.

When Han Qing came out, he bumped into Han Muzi who was standing at the door.

When the eyes of the siblings met, Han Muzi's eyes were full of suspicion and inquiry.

this look...

Han Qing suddenly wasn't sure when she came here, how much she saw and heard what happened in the room just now.

However, he didn't intend to explain, he pursed his thin lips and said to Han Muzi: "Rest early, the doctor has already left."

"Oh." Han Muzi nodded, subconsciously looked at Xiaoyan who was already asleep inside, and then looked at Han Qing: "You..."

Han Qing's eyes and expression were calm, and he walked back to his room with steady steps.

So Han Muzi swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Forget it, she still shouldn't talk too much, it's not good for her sister to meddle too much in some things.

Besides, things like feelings are really not something she can interfere with.

Fate has its own destiny.

Whether Xiaoyan can have a positive relationship with Han Qing does not depend on what she says.

It's just that she didn't know much about what happened in the room just now. When she came, she only heard a few words, which probably started when Xiaoyan questioned Han Qing why he left her alone.

Then Han Qing said no.

Afterwards, Han Muzi had doubts just like Xiaoyan.

If Han Qing didn't leave early, where did he go?Why didn't he come out to stop Xiaoyan crying alone on the street?Is it really because of what he said before that he wanted her to wake up a little bit.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain?

After thinking about it, Han Muzi got a headache the more he thought about it, and he simply didn't think about anything.

And the other side

Xiaomi Dou was taken to Yuchi's house, and not long after entering, she saw Song An sitting on the sofa. She was still wearing black mirrors, her hands were folded around her chest, her legs were crossed, and she was not easy to mess with.

Yuchi Jin was sitting not far from her, and when compared with Song An, his momentum immediately lost a lot.

"Little aunt~" Xiaomi Dou immediately yelled at Song An when she saw her.

Song An, who had a strong aura just now, immediately changed into another posture after hearing Xiaomi Dou's call.

She took off her glasses, "Xiaomi Dou?"

But soon, Song An discovered another problem.

"Why are you the only one here? Where's your father and mother?"

When Yuchijin saw Xiaomi Dou, his old heart began to beat, but he didn't expect that Song An was the first person called by Xiaomi Dou, as if he didn't see him as an old man at all.

Immediately, Yuchijin felt uncomfortable like a deflated rubber ball.

(End of this chapter)

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