Chapter 367

"Wake up, Xiaoyan, wake up." Han Muzi bent down and gently patted Xiaoyan's ruddy cheek to wake her up.

Who knows, Xiaoyan actually giggled at this time, and then continued to have no response.

"Let me help you get her upstairs." when Han Muzi was helpless, Han Qing's voice sounded behind him.

Han Muzi looked back, "can I?"

"Well, you're tired today. Take Xiaomi Dou upstairs to have a rest and give it to me here."

Han Muzi looked at Xiao Yan and nodded: "OK, I'll go upstairs first."

"Aunt Lian."

Seeing aunt Lian again, Han Muzi felt something. Aunt Lian was still as soft as before. She looked at her and smiled kindly: "come with me, miss."

After Han Muzi left with Xiaomi Dou, Han Qing looked at Xiaoyan sitting inside.

Her seat was a little far from the door here. He could only lean in half and whispered, "wake up."

Xiao Yan didn't hear it at all. She continued her spring and autumn dream with her eyes closed.

Han Qing frowned slightly. Looking at her like this, it's estimated that she won't wake up tonight.

Forget it, for the sake of bathing purple, I'd better hold her upstairs.

Thinking of this, Han Qing had to go around to the other side of the body and open the door. When he wanted to bend down to hold her, he stood in the air before his hand touched Xiaoyan.

He has no habit of touching women.

Han Qing straightened up again and looked around. There was no one else to help except uncle Nan.

Is he going to ask Uncle nan to take Xiao Yan in? Not to mention whether uncle Nan's bones can hold up, it's not appropriate for him to hold a girl upstairs as an old man.

Thinking that he had promised Muzi, Han Qing had to call Xiaoyan several times. As a result, she slept too much. Finally, Han Qing had no choice but to reach out and hold Xiaoyan up.

Xiaoyan, who was sleeping like a pig just now, was held up by him. He actually stretched out his hand to hold his neck. His soft, greasy, boneless little hand was stuck on the skin on Han Qing's neck. Han Qing couldn't help frowning.

"Well... Hehe hehe."

Han Qing looked down at her and found that she was giggling. Her expression and voice sounded particularly stupid.

Han Qing pursed her thin lips and quickly opened her straight legs and walked upstairs.

The guest room of the Han family is cleaned every once in a while, so Han Qing directly takes Xiaoyan to the guest room and puts her on the big bed. When he just wants to pull her hand back, he finds that Xiaoyan's hand holds his neck and doesn't want to loosen it.

"Loosen!" Han Qingleng scolded, trying to pull her hand down.

Xiaoyan didn't loosen, but wrapped his neck more tightly. Han Qing frowned deeply. Before he reacted, he suddenly saw Xiaoyan lying in bed pouting his mouth high and leaning against him.

Han Qing's face changed. When he wanted to stop her, Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes again.

The eyes without distractions suddenly burst into his sight, with the confusion and stupidity after waking up, and... Other things leaned over.

Han Qing's face was cold and his eyes stared at her fiercely.

Probably because of his aura, Xiaoyan's action suddenly stopped, and then... Shengdi stopped when he was about to meet Han Qing.

Suddenly, she seemed to have been acupointd. All her movements were stuck in place, and even her expressions and movements remained the same.

Xiaoyan looked at Han Qing, who was close in front of him. They were so close that their breathing was intertwined.

She... Is she dreaming?

But... She remembered that in her dream, the male god kissed herself, and kissed very hard. She was too angry to be kissed.

She knew that Han Qing in reality would never do this to her, because Han Qing in reality was a sister, and even if he wanted to find a woman, he would never find her like this.

She is stupid and stupid, and has no IQ. Although her appearance is on the top, she can't compare with many women.

So, in her dream, she tried to kiss back.

But what's going on now? Why did she see Han Qing's cold face as soon as she opened her eyes, and... What was she doing?

Xiaoyan finally noticed her pouted lips. Looking at Han Qing's frown, she felt... Something broke in her heart.

my god!

What did she do?

Xiao Yan fiercely released his hand and fell back with a heroic expression.

Bang!

She fell on the soft bed, her head touched the soft pillow, and then stared at Han Qing.

"Han, Mr. Han..." Xiao Yan stammered to him and said, "I, I was sleepy just now. I don't know what I'm doing."

Han Qing nodded without any waves. His voice was cold and said, "have a good rest."

Then he turned around and went out. By the way, he brought the door of the guest room.

After he left, Xiao Yan was stunned for ten seconds before he reacted. He put his hand over his cheek and screamed!

"Ah, Xiaoyan, what are you doing?"

It's really going crazy!!

Why did the male god carry her upstairs? And... And... She pouted in front of the male god.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan quickly sat up and touched the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, there was no drooling. Muzi was really. Why didn't you wake her up? She was embarrassed in front of the male god.

I don't know if she gave Han Qing a big psychological shadow when she pouted just now? Can he still look directly at her when we meet again?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan began to get crazy again and rolled on the bed with a pillow.

I feel like I can't live!

She's so angry!

Xiaoyan took out the mobile phone in her pocket and sent a message to Han Muzi, accusing her of her evil deeds.

[you, why don't you wake me up? Do you know I'm losing face?]

Han Muzi just arranged Xiaomi Dou to sleep. When she was going to take a shower to relax her nerves, the mobile phone on the desktop shook. She took it up and looked at it. She found that it was Xiaoyan's wechat, and couldn't help lifting her lips.

[you have to wake up. You sleep like a pig and giggle from time to time. I called you several times.]

[sleeping trough? I'm still giggling all the time? It's over. There's no image at all.]

[don't you always have no image? And what's image for you? You said you didn't care in the past five years. Aren't you winning internally?]

[shit!]

What the hell is memory in front of a male god?

Now she has completely scared away her male god. In the future... I'm afraid the male god can't look at her directly.

{besides, you should thank me for giving you a chance.}

[I lost my face when I had the chance to knit.]

[I feel your brother can't look at me directly in the future. Really, how could I be so stupid?]

[what did you do?]

Xiaoyan saw this sentence and said nothing in an instant. He quickly put his mobile phone aside.