Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

He looked at her back and suddenly felt flustered. He couldn't tell why. Her estrangement, even her back, made him feel dazzling.

The eyes seemed to ache again, as if they had been pierced by one needle after another.

When Qin Sitong first came to the door of the company, he heard someone exclaiming, "Mr. Han, what's the matter with you? Don't worry!"

Qin Sitong looked back and saw Han zixie bending slightly, with one hand pressed on the part of his eyes, as if in pain.

His eyes hurt again!

Qin Si Tong turned and hurried to Han zixie. He could hear the painful gasp he deliberately suppressed.

"Come on, go get a hot towel." Qin Sitong faced the humanitarian on one side.

The man was also an employee of the company. As soon as Qin Sitong heard this, he immediately turned around and did it.

Qin Sitong and the senior management of another company caressed Han zixie and sat on the chair in the rest area of the hall on the first floor. Qin Sitong pressed his hands on the temples on both sides of Han zixie and began to rub and press gently.

Han zixie slowly put down the hand that had pressed his eyes, but his eyes were still closed.

"Take a deep breath, it won't hurt so much." Qin Sitong said.

Han zixie did as Qin Sitong said.

The hot towel came. Qin Sitong put the hot towel on Han zixie's eyes and rubbed it for a while. Han zixie's eyebrows slowly stretched and his breathing gradually normalized.

Just as Qin Sitong's hands left Han zixie's temple, he suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped her wrist.

The gentle touch is so obvious in his palm. Her wrist is very thin. His fingers can easily wrap her wrist in it, and there is still a lot of room.

Qin Si Tong was stunned. "If you still feel pain, Mr. Han, you can let someone continue to help you rub around your eyes. Maybe it will be a little more comfortable."

Han zixie's other hand pulled down the hot towel on his eyes, and his eyes slowly opened.

Just now, when her hands were rubbing around his eyes and his temples, it made him feel as if he had returned to the scene of that year. At that time, his eyes could not see anything. There were also two hands that would always gently caress his eyes, and then tell him how blue the sky was and how green the grass was, and tell him everything he could not see.

This warm touch made him miss, but even later, he found Yiyuan, but the touch that once made him palpitate seemed to disappear.

But she rubbed his eyes several times, which would make him inexplicably remember the touch.

"Who the hell are you?" the words gushed out of his mouth.

Qin Si Tong was stunned, but before she could answer, another voice suddenly raised, "I don't know what Mr. Han wants to do to my girlfriend?"

Around, there was a sound of pumping air.

Qin Si Tong turned his head and saw that Jun Jisheng didn't know when he came over, and his hand also clasped Han zixie's wrist at the moment. The three people were like one ring after another.

"Why did you come in?" Qin Sitong asked.

"Look, you haven't come out. I'm afraid you'll have an accident. Come in and have a look." Jun Jisheng said.

A few ordinary words are enough to let people see the intimate relationship between them.