I really don't want a second marriage

Han Qing put away his mobile phone and held her hand.

"Go, aren't you tired? Go and have a rest."

Xiao Yan stood still and pushed him hard: "you answer me. You should be at work at this time. Secretary Su called you just now, right? Is there something wrong in the company? I'm fine. You don't have to come here to accompany me. Go back. The company matters... HMM."

At present, suddenly a black, lips were sealed.

Xiaoyan pushed him, but Han Qing held his wrist behind him, and then he bent over to deepen the kiss.

One second, two seconds

I don't know how long it took. Xiaoyan was dizzy with kisses and weakly attached to Han Qing's arms. Then he picked him up and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

When Xiaoyan reacted, the man had been placed on the soft bed, and Han Qing was taking off her shoes.

When the snow-white feet were held in the palm of his hand, Xiaoyan's face couldn't help reddening and subconsciously wanted to shrink his feet back.

Han Qing grabbed her feet, raised her eyes and looked at her with eyebrows: "afraid of me?"

Xiao Yan se shrunk, shook his head and tried to retract his feet again. How could he kiss and go to bed

Doesn't he want to be here?

Just when Xiaoyan was thinking, Han Qing had taken the initiative to let her go, and then pulled the quilt aside to cover her.

"Sleep well."

The warm palm fell on her cheek, covered her head a moment later, and gently touched her hair.

I don't know why, this action makes Xiaoyan think of his father.

Because when I was young, my father liked to touch her head so gently, with a kind expression and a loving smile on his face.

This action is done by Xiaoyan's father. She won't feel anything. Now she sees Han Qing pursing his thin lips and doing this action without expression.

I think it's very inconsistent.

Cough

Xiao Yan didn't open his face, blushed and said, "what about you? Are you going back to the company?"

"Look at you."

"Ah?"

"Do you want me to stay with you?"

When asked this question, Han Qing's voice was deliberately lowered, giving people a very attractive feeling, as if he was deliberately teasing her.

Xiao Yan immediately shook his head: "no, there are so many things in the company. Go back first."

"Why so much talk? Close your eyes and go to bed first. Don't worry about anything else."

Xiao Yan: "... Oh."

She closed her eyes, but after closing her eyes, she could always feel Han Qing's eyes falling on her face, which made her very uncomfortable, so she opened her eyes again. Sure enough, she saw Han Qing staring at herself.

After their eyes were right, Xiao Yan turned over and changed his action.

Turn your back to him.

If you let him stare at himself to sleep again, she will not sleep, so she has to turn her back to her.

Han Qing also probably understood her dilemma. He had no other indication of her turning around and still sat quietly beside her.

The room was very quiet. At first, Xiaoyan could hear the breathing sound of Yu Hanqing and her own breathing sound. Later, she was gradually sleepy.

The eyelids become heavier and heavier until they are completely closed, and no sound can be heard in the ears.

Han Qing kept watching her until he heard the little girl's even breathing. He didn't worry. He waited quietly for a while to make sure that the little girl was asleep. Then he got up and covered the quilt for her. Then he looked at her in her sleep, looked at her for a long time, leaned down on her forehead and kissed her gently.

Xiaoyan slept vaguely. He felt as if something soft fell on his forehead. The touch was very soft, just like jelly.

But soon, the touch disappeared.

She didn't study it carefully and soon lost consciousness.

When she woke up, it was evening. Xiaoyan rubbed her eyes, opened the quilt and sat up. She saw that it was dark outside the window and the voice of conversation came from the living room.

Yawning, she got up, put on her slippers and walked out.

When she came to the living room, Xiao Yan was still rubbing her hair, yawning one after another. Why is she still so sleepy? I really want to sleep a little longer.

But soon, Xiaoyan's sleeping bug was scared away, because she saw a tall figure in the living room. At this time, the man was sitting on the sofa, his legs were almost nowhere to rest, and his cold face was slightly sideways, with a kind color on his face, talking with Zhou's father.

Han Qing!!

Xiaoyan's consciousness finally came back. She thought of Han Qing coming to her before she went to bed. Unexpectedly, when she woke up, she was still at home.

And she ran out like this. She didn't have to look in the mirror. Xiao Yan knew how sloppy she looked at this time.

Fortunately, Han Qingzheng talked with Zhou's father and didn't notice here.

So when she was going to sneak back to her room to change her clothes, Luo Huimei's voice sounded untimely.

"Yan Yan, you girl is finally willing to get up? But why are you standing there? Hurry to clean up and wash your face and hands for dinner."

Xiao Yan, who was about to sneak into the room quietly: "

Because Luo Huimei said something, Zhou Fu and Han Qing looked over along the sound source, and then just saw Xiao Yan.

Xiaoyan was so upset that she wanted to find a seam to drill down. However, at this time, it was too late for her to see what Han Qing's expression was. She turned and ran into her room with her slippers.

Bang!

After closing the door, Xiaoyan rushed into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She combed her hair and found that her hair was completely disordered by her sleep. But now it's too late to wash her hair. It's best for Xiaoyan. She can only tie a ball head and change her energetic daily clothes.

But she doesn't look very well. Why don't you mend her lipstick?

But is it too deliberate to mend lipstick now?

Xiaoyan took out a lip gloss and opened it. He compared himself in the mirror. Do you want to draw or not?

A little tangled.

Knock knock——

Thinking, suddenly someone knocked on her door, and Xiao was surprised by the knock. As soon as she shook her hand, lip gloss poked her mouth.

Ah ah!!!

Xiaoyan almost jumped up. She had to put down her lip gloss and wipe it off with a paper towel.

"You dead girl, what are you doing inside? Let you clean up. You have to clean up for so long?" Luo Huimei's voice came from the outside. Xiaoyan bought this lip gloss specially. At that time, it was said that it was not stained with the cup and not easy to decolorize. It was an essential lip gloss for every girl. So she was excited after listening to it and bought it.

But later found that the upper lip will still be a little decolorized and stained with the cup. She also said behind her back that the advertising language of this lip gloss is too pitiful! But why is it so difficult to wipe when it's on the skin today?