I really don't want a second marriage

No matter what she thought it was her dream or what, Han Qing never realized what she thought and said nice words.

The final result was that Xiao Yan was upset and kept drilling into him.

Her idea now is that it's her own dream anyway.

In reality, she can't do anything about him. Is that always OK in her dream?

So Xiaoyan began to find all kinds of trouble for Han Qing.

"You bad guy, you don't want me to let you say something nice. Do you dare to come to my dream? You left me during the day. I don't dare to count you in reality. Now... I'll count it all back!"

Her hands and feet kept pulling on Han Qing's body. Han Qing could only hide, but soon she hung on him like an octopus and put her hands around his neck.

"Bad man, you leave me without saying a word and apologize!"

Han Qing was a little tired by her. He looked down at her and said, "didn't you ask the clerk to tell me to leave first?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan immediately opened her eyes: "if I tell you to go, you can go? Don't you know that girls like duplicity most? Especially for the people they like!"

Han Qing: "

He really doesn't know.

How could he guess a woman's mind?

"I don't care. Anyway, you just left me. I want to settle with you!"

Xiaoyan looked at the beautiful face in front of him and was evil to the courage. He had refused himself. It's not too much for her to kiss him again in her dream, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan pouted his lips high and leaned over to Han Qing.

Han Qing's face changed. Don't open your face. His soft lips were printed on his face.

"Ah, don't hide!" Xiao Yan didn't kiss as he wanted, shouted angrily, and then kissed again.

Han Qing pinched her chin so that she couldn't mess around any more. In a cold voice, "if you make trouble again, I'll knock you out."

Xiaoyan's action stopped and didn't make any more noise. She just recovered her poor and tearful appearance. She sat back in bed and cried, "I'm really miserable. You're not good to me, either in reality or in dreams."

She wiped the tears from her face and turned her back.

"You go."

Han Qing: "

Looking at her thin back curled up into a ball, Han Qing didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only sigh: "lie back, cover the quilt, and I'll leave."

Xiaoyan sat still until Han Qing came to hold her hand. She roared like an explosion: "don't come to my dream, okay? I let you go. Who makes you care about me? Don't pretend here. Aren't you happy when you left me during the day? Who are you going to show me now?"

Hearing this, Han Qing's eyes suddenly became cold for a few minutes, and Xiao Yan was shocked.

Isn't this a dream? Why does Han Qing feel so real to her? Can't the precious Han Qing be manipulated and controlled by her thoughts in her dreams?

That's great, isn't it?

Xiao Yan was afraid to speak.

"I didn't go."

Han Qing narrowed her eyes and replied coldly.

Xiao Yan was also stunned: "no, I didn't go? How could it be? You, you lied to me!!"

Her voice suddenly became louder and looked unbelievable: "when the clerk came back to tell me, he said you left without looking back!"

At that time, she felt so sad that he didn't even want to wait for him to go back. Then he must not like himself and hate himself very much.

But now, he actually told himself that he didn't go.

How is this possible?

He didn't go. Where did he go?

It's just that Xiaoyan root didn't have time to ask the following questions, because after she said those words, Han Qing realized what he had just said. He closed his eyes and pressed Xiaoyan back to bed to cover the quilt.

"You are tired. Have a rest quickly."

Xiaoyan still wanted to struggle, but probably because of the sequelae of fever, she actually began to be tired, and her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

She held back the idea of closing her eyelids and muttered to herself: "no, you make it clear to me..."

"If you don't make it clear, you don't want to go..." Xiao Yan grabbed his sleeve and didn't want to let go.

At last, her voice became weaker and smaller, and the strength of grasping his sleeve gradually disappeared.

Han Qing was relieved to see her fall asleep, smoothed her wrinkled clothes, and then went out of the room.

When Han Qing came out, he just ran into Han Muzi standing at the door.

When the brothers and sisters' eyes collided, Han Muzi's eyes were suspicious and exploratory.

This look

Han Qing was suddenly not sure when she came. She saw and heard what had just happened in the room.

However, he didn't mean to explain. He sipped his thin lips and said to Han Muzi, "rest early. The doctor has left."

"Oh." Han Muzi nodded, looked subconsciously at Xiaoyan who had fallen asleep inside, and looked at Han Qing: "you..."

Han Qing's eyes and expression were faint, and walked steadily back to his room.

So when he got to his lips, he was swallowed back by Han Muzi.

Forget it, she'd better not say too much. It's not good for her sister to intervene too much in some things.

Besides, she really can't intervene in such things as feelings.

Fate has its own destiny.

Whether Xiaoyan can achieve positive results with Han Qing doesn't depend on what she says.

However, she didn't know much about what happened in the room just now. She only heard a few words when she came. It probably began when Yan Zi asked Han Qing why he left her alone.

Then Han Qing said no.

After that, Han Muzi had doubts like Xiao Yan.

If Han Qing didn't leave early, where did he go? Why didn't Xiao Yan come out to stop him crying on the street? Is it really because he said before that he wanted to wake her up.

Is long pain better than short pain?

After thinking about it, Han Muzi had a headache the more she thought about it. She simply didn't think about anything.

And the other side

Xiaomi Dou, who was received from weichi's house, went in and soon saw song an sitting on the sofa. She was also wearing black glasses, her hands around her chest and crossed her legs. She had a bad momentum.

Wei Chijin sat not far from her and lost a lot of momentum compared with song Anyi.

"Little aunt ~" Xiaomi Dou shouted to song an as soon as she saw song an.

Song an, who was still strong just now, immediately changed into another posture after hearing Xiaomi Dou's call.

She took off her glasses. "Millet beans?"

But soon, song an found another problem.

"Why are you alone? Where are your parents?"

When Wei Chijin saw Xiaomi Dou, his old heart began to beat, but he didn't expect that song an was Xiaomi Dou's first name. It seemed that he didn't see the old man at all.

All of a sudden, Wei Chi Jin felt as bad as a deflated ball.