I really don't want a second marriage

Han Muzi got home safely and hugged Xiaoyan: "well, I know you're working hard, just this time. And... My brother kissed you, so you can take care of me as your future sister-in-law."

Xiaoyan was angry, but when Han Muzi mentioned Han Qing, her face turned red unconsciously.

"What are you talking about? Your sister-in-law."

"How?" Han Muzi hugged her arm and walked towards the community together. "You don't want to be my sister-in-law?"

"I want to be, but..."

"That's all right."

"Don't just talk about me. What's the matter with you? Ran to the hospital in the middle of the night and came back? Yetingchen asked you to work for him again?"

Han Muzi shook her head, smiled and said, "nothing. It's over now."

Xiao Yan stared at her: "no, you're lying to me."

Han Muzi said, "Xiao Yan?"

"You deliberately joke with me, but Muzi, I've known you for so many years, how can I know if you're really happy or unhappy? Your smile doesn't reach the bottom of your eyes. You're good to joke with me? Don't do this next time. We're good friends. You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of me."

Han Muzi: "

"Come on, what happened."

She said so. Han Muzi couldn't maintain a smile anymore. "It's no big deal, but I haven't figured it out yet, so I don't really want to say it."

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you. Think it out yourself."

"Yes."

The two returned to the house together. Han Muzi took off her coat and went back upstairs. Because Xiaomi Dou was asleep, Han Muzi had to go to the next guest room. After turning off the light, she lay in the dark.

At this point, it's time for her to go to bed.

But her mind was very clear, mixed with a mess.

Han Muzi closed her eyes and her mind was full of those words that yetingchen questioned her in the hospital.

He already knows the existence of the child. As long as he makes a little investigation, he may soon know what Xiaomi beans look like.

Although she has always hidden Xiaomi beans well and basically won't expose his appearance to the public, there will inevitably be some negligence.

When I was abroad, I could ignore it. After returning home?

What will happen when yetingchen knows?

Now, Han Muzi even thinks that it may be a mistake to return home.

What is she going to do next?

Although she has felt that she is trying hard to become strong, but... Is there nothing she can do in front of many things?

*

At the end of the night, dawn.

Xiaoyan rubbed her messy hair and pulled her pajamas down to go to the kitchen, but suddenly she saw a tall figure sitting in the living room.

When Dingqing looked, Xiaoyan almost rolled down the stairs.

Who isn't Han Qing sitting on the sofa in the living room? But early in the morning, how could he come here?

When Xiaoyan held the handrail, Han Qingzheng looked good.

Their eyes were in the air, and the air seemed quiet for a few seconds.

Han Qing's dark eyes slightly screwed up their thick eyebrows after seeing her dress at this time.

Xiao Yan looked down at him with a wooden head.

She didn't sleep well, so now her collar was tilted to one side, revealing her snow-white small fragrant shoulder, her trouser legs were high and low, and her hair was as messy as a dark cloud.

Three seconds later, Xiao Yan closed his eyes and said: "this is false, illusion, illusion!"

She must be dreaming.

Otherwise, how could Han Qing come at this time? He doesn't have a key to his house!

When she opened her eyes again, Xiaoyan still saw Han Qing sitting there. After a few seconds, she suddenly turned and ran upstairs. Her petite figure suddenly disappeared in Han Qing's sight.

Han Qing frowned and watched the petite figure disappear.

His frown grew heavier.

This woman

After Xiaoyan rushed back to her room, she quickly entered the bathroom. After seeing her appearance in the mirror, she regretted and cried.

"Why am I so bad? Even if I made a fool of myself last time, I made a fool of myself this time. Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, you must have been reincarnated by a pig!"

Xiao Yan rubbed her hair hard and was going crazy.

But on second thought, she can't be so degenerate.

She wants to pursue a male god. She has kissed her. What else is she afraid of?

Go ahead!

Xiao Yan filled himself with gas, then quickly tied up his hair, then brushed his teeth and wash his face. Because the makeup was too obvious, Xiao Yan had to draw a thin line of eyeliner to himself, then smear a daily red, then straightened his hair with a straight stick, and then changed his clothes.

Looking at her new self in the mirror, Xiao Yan was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

There should be no problem for her to see Han Qing like this?

Before leaving, Xiaoyan seemed to think of something and quickly went back. He took the small bottle with fresh breath, opened his mouth and sprayed it into his mouth. After confirming that his breath was fresh, Xiaoyan went out of the room and went downstairs safely and boldly.

Han Muzi probably came back late last night, so he didn't get up at the moment.

In fact, among the three of them, Xiao Yan has always been the first to get up.

Who made her a cook? She's going to get up and make breakfast.

Xiao Yan slowly approached Han Qing with small steps. He was free for a while. He had taken out his notebook, as if he were dealing with work.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Han Qing raised his head and just saw Xiao Yan who had changed his clothes.

Think of her untidy appearance just now, and look at her now, it can be said to form a sharp contrast.

"Han, Mr. Han." Xiao Yan smiled and said hello to him: "why did you... Come so early?"

Han Qing listened to the speech and looked back faintly. "He got up early, so he came over."

Xiao Yan thought for a moment, bit his lower lip and asked, "but Mr. Han, how did you... Get in?"

"Open the door."

Xiao Yan: "

Of course she knew he opened the door, but... She remembered that only she and Muzi had the keys to this room.

In the past two days, Muzi often went to the hospital without a key. She basically entered her fingerprints.

I'm sorry to ask him, but if I don't ask, Xiaoyan is very curious.

Finally, I couldn't help asking, "well... I remember the key to this house."

"Password lock." before she finished, Han Qing directly solved her doubts.

Password lock? Xiaoyan is even more strange. How does he know the password?

Han Qing seemed to know the idea in her head and said in a deep voice, "did you enter the password when you came in yesterday?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "yes."

Then she suddenly responded, "that's it?"