Chapter 1279

Do whatever you want?

Xiaoyan looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Or did you not take my words to heart?" Han Qing asked again.

Xiao Yan quickly shook his head: "no, how could I not take your words to heart? I remember every word you said."

"Then why are you so afraid of me?"

Xiao Yan couldn't answer.

From love to worry, from love to fear.

It can't be said that she liked him too much and was rejected too much in the early stage, so she was afraid and had no sense of security. Sometimes when she woke up at midnight, she even thought it might be a dream.

Because this dream is so beautiful that it is not real at all.

She even sometimes felt that she would not be a dreamer. Which world is real?

"Fool." Han Qing sighed. He took the little girl into his arms with his long arm and knocked his chin on her head. His tone was deeply helpless: "you should give me more trust, or be more confident in yourself."

Xiaoyan was held in his arms and gently fell asleep.

"You're not the only one who likes me. I like you, too."

His voice was very gentle and his tone was very low. He seriously told her the deepest true feelings in his heart.

Xiaoyan felt that his heart was slowly filled with emotion. His eyes were hot and nodded, "Mm-hmm."

"Will you hide later?" Han Qing asked.

Xiao Yan shook his head vigorously: "don't hide. I'll face all the problems with you. I won't hide."

In fact, it seems that nothing has happened at all, but her wife is nervous and uneasy, so she thinks more about it.

She will overcome this thought in the future.

"Now, let's talk about... What you said just now."

Ga?

Talk about what you just said?? What's the matter?

Xiao Yan blinked and had a bad intuition.

Han Qing retreated half a minute and stared at her: "just now you said..."

The expression on his face was like a smile and didn't say anything completely, but Xiaoyan's face quickly turned red. She suddenly stretched out her hand to cover Han Qing's mouth and exclaimed, "don't talk nonsense. I didn't say anything just now."

"Oh?" Han Qingdan smiled. The breath was all in Xiaoyan's palm. It was very hot and burned her hand like fire.

Almost burned her.

Xiaoyan was scared and ready to take back his hand, but Han Qing strongly clasped his white wrist.

"What are you hiding from?" his voice was hoarse. "Didn't you say you didn't hide anymore? Just finished, and forgot?"

Xiao Yan: "... What we just said about hiding is different from this..."

What she said is that she is no longer too sharp, not now, "you deliberately misinterpret what I mean!"

"What's wrong? Didn't you say that?"

However, what Xiaoyan said, Han Qing didn't seem to want to let her go. The breath was very close to her. Their breath could be said to blend.

"Just, even if I said... So what! I, I just..."

"It doesn't matter what it is." Han Qing clasped her wrist again, bent over and put his thin lips on her forehead. "Anyway, it's what you said."

“......”

Xiao Yan has a feeling of kicking the iron plate.

She was really just talking casually, but Han Qing didn't really want to take her out, did she?

When Xiaoyan entered the meditation, Han Qing picked her up and went out of the lounge.

Xiao Yan: "!"

"Wait!" she anxiously stretched out her hand and grabbed his collar, staring at him with beautiful eyes: "are you serious? I'm really just talking, you..."

Han Qing stopped a little and stared at her with a smile.

"Just talking? But I'm serious. What should I do?"

"When, seriously? How could this be?" Xiaoyan felt that he was about to lose his voice. His upper and lower lips bumped and couldn't even speak neatly.

"Don't believe it?" Han Qing simply put her on the sofa and put her hands on her side. The strong smell of men caged her in this way.

Xiao Yan subconsciously shrunk his shoulders and knew what square inch chaos was for the first time.

I'm kidding. This is an office.

She's not that wild yet.

She often comes to this place. If something happens with Han Qing here, how can she look directly at the office and the sofa in the future.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyan felt that he needed to say something to remedy it in time.

"Well... This is an office. It's not good here..."

"Really?" Han Qing's thin lips rose slightly: "don't you think this place is very good?"

While talking, he had leaned over, his thin lips close to her neck, lingered along the curve of her trivial bones, and the hot air spewed out in her neck, causing bursts of war and millet of Xiaoyan.

Xiaoyan grabbed his collar and his men consciously clenched into fists, too nervous.

"You, listen to me. It's really... Bad here. Why don't we... Change places?"

What is she talking about

What do you say? She seems to be looking forward to it? Xiao Yan really wants to bite off his tongue and commit suicide. Forget it, sobbing

When Xiaoyan was so nervous that she was about to cry, Han Qing suddenly leaned against her neck and smiled twice. Then he took the initiative to tidy up her clothes, clasped her big hand on the back of her head and rubbed it gently.

"Well, don't be afraid. How can I really make you wronged in this place?"

Uh? Does that mean no more? Xiaoyan felt relieved, and her heart slowly calmed down.

"Good."

He coaxed her softly and kissed her on the forehead. "Clean up first. Muzi may have something to find me."

Mentioning Muzi, Xiaoyan thought of the scene that she had just abandoned herself, and angrily scolded her a few bad friends.

"Well, do you want to find Muzi now?"

"I'll go later. I'll accompany you to dinner first, and then I'll take you home."

"Whoa."

Ten minutes later

Xiaoyan blushed and followed Han Qing out of the office. They took the elevator downstairs. As a result, they happened to meet those high-rise buildings and had to leave.

Seeing them, Xiao Yan almost jumped up in an instant and hid behind Han Qing. There was no way to see anyone at all.

Han Qing nodded to them without expression, and then took his little girl into the car and left together.

After they left, several senior executives looked at each other.

"What's the matter? Why did President Han come down so soon?"

"Do we Han always look young and strong, but in fact we are?"

The back lengthened the ending, but several people soon understood what he meant, and the expression on their faces was not very good-looking.

I feel like I know something amazing.

"Shh, you can't let Mr. Han hear these words, or we'll look good at that time."

"Go, go."

"Alas, it's a pity. Our president Han is not old. Why is that..."