I really don't want a second marriage

Immediately, he jumped with fear.

Bar——

Han Qing felt wrong and quickly turned on the switch in the room.

Soon the room was bright, and their eyes were in the air. When they saw Han Qing, Xiaoyan's panic and uneasy heart shook for a while, and then gradually settled down.

Han Qing saw Xiaoyan's hair wet and messy, his expression pale, and strode towards her.

"What's the matter?"

Han Qing sat down beside the bed. When her hand touched Xiaoyan, she was shocked, and then subconsciously avoided his touch.

After that, Xiaoyan realized that he seemed to be too obvious, and reluctantly pulled out a smile more ugly than crying.

"Are you off work? I, I didn't cook tonight. You, why don't you order some takeout and eat casually."

"Don't say this first." Han Qing held her hand and found that her clothes were a little sticky. Han Qing then checked her back and found that her clothes had been wet with sweat. He immediately frowned: "what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, No." Xiao Yan's breathing was still not so smooth. He shook his head and replied, "I, I had a nightmare just now. When I woke up, I was, a little afraid. Just when you opened the door and opened the door, I was even more frightened."

Her explanation could be connected, but her frightened eyes told Han Qing that things were not so simple.

But now she was frightened. If she asked again, it might make her constantly recall and deepen her fear.

Make a quick decision, Han Qing didn't continue to ask, but turned to open the wardrobe and took a set of clean clothes for Xiao Yan. "Don't think too much, just dream. Now it's cold and wet clothes will catch a cold. Change your clothes first and we'll talk about it."

"OK."

When Xiaoyan went to pick up her clothes, her hands were still shaking. Han Qing pursed her thin lips and didn't say anything.

When Xiaoyan changed his clothes, Han Qing turned his back, picked up the remote control, raised the temperature a little, and then stood for a while. He heard the little girl behind him whispering, "change it."

Han Qing turned around.

When she changed clothes, Xiaoyan turned her mood better. When she looked at him, her eyes were not as frightened as before. Han Qing went to hold her in her arms.

"Hungry? What would you like to eat?"

Although he just came back from the outside, the temperature on his body was very high, and the familiar smell made Xiaoyan feel very safe. She leaned on him, subconsciously grabbed Han Qing's clothes, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"A little hungry, but I'm so tired."

"Just eat. I didn't let you do it."

"Well." Xiao Yan closed his eyes and thought for a while, shook his head, "I don't know what to eat. I'm so tired."

"Then sit down for a while. I'll order a meal and have it delivered later."

"OK."

Then she has been lying in Han Qing's arms and keeping her eyes closed. With Han Qing, those terrible pictures are like paper being thrown into a shredder, all of which are smashed clean.

She felt more and more dependent on Han Qing and pestered him more and more.

Thinking, Xiaoyan stretched out his hand and hugged his thin waist.

Han Qing's eyes moved down, but his face didn't move. He really felt the little girl's uneasiness and fear, but he couldn't ask the specific reason now. He could only press his big hand on her shoulder and pat it with relief.

After ordering, the little girl was still lying motionless.

They didn't know how long they kept the same posture. They only knew that when the mobile phone rang later, Xiaoyan clearly heard the other party say that the meal was coming.

"Well, a little repair."

After Han Qing hung up the phone, he looked down at the little girl in his arms and gently patted her on the back of the head, "get up?"

Xiaoyan shook his head, "don't go, I'm afraid alone."

Maybe it's what happened today, or maybe it's that nightmare, which makes her feel scared when she's alone.

"What are you afraid of? Will thieves come in your own house?"

"I just don't want to be alone." Xiaoyan said nothing and didn't let go of his waist. Although she knew that she was making a small temper, she was really scared today. God knows what kind of rational ability she had to keep talking to Xu Yanwan in the bathroom?

The more you think about it later, the more afraid you are.

"Do you want to eat?" Han Qing's voice was soft, and he didn't hear any unhappiness and impatience.

Xiao Yan shook his head immediately after listening: "anyway, I don't want to be alone. You're not allowed to go."

The other party was quiet for a while. He found a helpless sigh in his chest. The hand clasped on the back of her head was put down on her waist, "then hold tight."

Xiao Yan: "?"

Although she had doubts in her heart, she still hugged him hard according to her words. Now he is the only one who can give her a sense of security. Let her hold him more tightly. Naturally, she is very obedient.

"Hold it, don't fall."

With that, before Xiaoyan reacted, Han Qing's hand held her hip and stood up with a force, while Xiaoyan held her waist and hung it on him.

Because Han Qing stood up, she subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist.

In an instant, the action seems to become a little subtle.

Xiaoyan originally just wanted to find a sense of security and didn't want to be alone, but now such a move feels strange.

Her face flushed. Han Qing coughed softly when she wanted to say something. "Go get dinner and hold some more, or you'll fall down later, but it hurts."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan snorted in his heart, hugged his thin waist hard, and deliberately strangled him like blocking air, "I won't fall."

Han Qing looked down at the angry man, smiled and kissed her on the top of her hair, and then walked outside.

It was OK at first, but Xiaoyan felt very embarrassed when holding and walking in such a posture, especially when she came down the stairs.

However, looking at Han Qing's expressionless handsome face, it seemed that she was the only one who felt strange and embarrassed, so she had to lower her head and pretend nothing had happened.

Sting——

The waiter seemed impatient and began to try to ring the doorbell.

When Han Qing opened the door, the waiter immediately smiled.

"Hello, Mr. Han, this is your dinner order."

With that, the waiter's smile froze on his face, because he saw that there was another person in Han Qing's arms who opened the door, and his posture was a little strange.

Until Han Qing's sharp eyes fell on his face, he realized that his reaction was too big and kept smiling: "do you need me to send Mr. Han in?"

"Yes."

Han Qing nodded coldly and the waiter brought the food in.

During this period, Xiaoyan blushed and whispered in Han Qing's arms: "otherwise, I'd better come down?"