Mr. Han is arrogant again

Chapter 20 Sure enough, I don't want to live anymore!
But what made Qiao Jiaren even more upset was his words - 'a man in a wheelchair'.

Bai Yiqian obviously violated her bottom line.

The coffee Qiao Jiaren poured on his face was lukewarm. If it hadn't been lukewarm, the consequences now would be unimaginable. The eyes of the two intertwined. Just when Qiao Jiaren was inexplicably flustered and didn't know what to do, a big hand Suddenly, she yanked towards her bright wrist, and then Qiao Jiaren's body fell into Han Jinyan's broad arms.

Qiao Jiaren's mind went blank for a moment, and Han Jinyan's tender and cold aura covered Qiao Jiaren like a protective screen.

Looking at Han Jinyan's actions, Anfensen felt a little fluctuating in his heart. Others don't know what kind of person Han Jinyan is, how could he not know.

You must know that Han Jinyan has been suffering from a serious obsession with cleanliness since he was a child. He has been by his side for so many years and met so many women. Like this kind of person who can get close to him at such a close distance, I am afraid that except for Qiao Jiaren, there will be no other person in the world. There are two.

Qiao Jiaren didn't notice the surprised gazes sizing up her. Her eyelashes swept across his cheek like wings, leaving only some itchy sweeping away.

Originally, Qiao Jiaren had just woken up, so she didn't have much strength in her body. Because of the lack of focus just now, it's not surprising that she fell into his arms now.

Han Jinyan briefly helped Qiao Jiaren tidy up her hair that fell on her shoulders. His movements were skillful and natural, and even Bai Yiqian, who was standing in front of Qiao Jiaren, showed a few traces of curiosity on his face again. .

By the way, is the man in front of him still the unsmiling, cold-blooded and ruthless Han Jinyan who kills without blinking an eye?
Bai Yiqian sneered.

"Put down your guns!"

"Otherwise, if I get angry, the consequences will be very serious, you know!"

While talking, Han Jinyan looked tenderly at the person in his arms. Han Jinyan was never afraid of being pointed at with a gun, because most of the time Han Jinyan would make those who pointed a gun at his head pay the corresponding price.

But now, those damn guns dare to point at Qiao Jiaren?
Oh, sure enough, I don’t want to live anymore!
Qiao Jiaren was also looking at him at this time. For some reason, she felt that Han Jinyan in front of her was very strange. Although his eyes were still shining like the sun, they were bloodthirsty and cold.

Han Jinyan's voice gradually faded away, and before the people in the room could react, the next second they saw those who had aimed their guns at Qiao Jiaren, all of whom had the same hard thing on the back of their heads against their heads.

"If you don't want blood to stain this place, quickly tell your people to put down their pistols. After all, I don't like the smell of blood, and you must be too!"

Han Jinyan didn't look like he was joking at all at this moment, the indifference in his deep eyes was vaguely reflected on his face, and there was even some unknown sullenness in his eyes, he was angry, he must be angry.

Qiao Jiaren thought so, looking at him with her little head tilted, like a child.

Han Jinyan looked at her and smiled. After raising his arm, he gently clasped Qiao Jiaren's head with his palm, and then carefully held her in his arms, as if protecting a treasure. I hate being coveted by others.

A sense of security floated from Qiao Jiaren's heart, her heart pounded against the mess, and her breath was full of Han Jinyan's breath.

(End of this chapter)