Han Qing can feel the little girl's intention to protect him.
I didn't feel anything before, but now I feel a strange feeling flowing around.
"Well, I haven't said anything yet. You don't have to be so anxious to clarify. Did I say he was violent?"
Xiaoyan:.... "
She was stunned for a moment and thought that her mother thought so. Was she wrong?
Luo Huimei looks at Han Qing.
"Anyway, it's you who helped Xiaoyan in our family this time. If you didn't lend a helping hand in time, we might have no way to deal with this matter in the end, so thank you very much."
With that, Luo Huimei stood up and bowed down to thank Han Qing.
Zhou's father saw what he saw, and he also learned from him.
Probably has never seen this kind of battle, so Han Qing Leng for five seconds to react.
"Uncle Zhou and aunt Zhou don't have to do this. Even if it wasn't me, someone else would have done it."
Luo Huimei took a look at the tall and handsome man in front of her, and then looked at her daughter who had shrunk herself into the turtle shell. After thinking about something, Han Qing's mobile phone rang.
"Sorry, take a call."
He took out his cell phone and went to the balcony.
Taking advantage of his free time to answer the phone, Luo Huimei looks at her daughter.
I thought that after last night's incident, my daughter should have been depressed or hit hard, but now? These decadent emotions are not at all, but full of spring breeze. When Han Qing went out to make a phone call, the rest of Xiao Yan's eyes were looking at it.
Alas It's true, the truth of life.
Luo Huimei is sad and gratified. She approaches Xiaoyan and asks her in a low voice.
"Tell mom, what else happened last night?"
Xiao Yan:
I don't mention last night, but when I mentioned last night, Xiao Yan reacted very much, but thanks to what she did in the morning, she jumped up and pretended to be calm.
"Nothing happened."
"Are you sure?" She narrowed her eyes.
Xiao Yan blinked nervously and nodded, "there is nothing really."
However, when Luo Huimei came to look at her carefully, Xiaoyan lowered her head and did not dare to face Luo Huimei's eyes.
How could Luo Huimei not see the perfect look of this pair of heart deficiency? She glanced at her figure on the balcony and whispered, "is this the same person as you and I said before?"
Xiaoyan:
Why does mom ask this all of a sudden? Is she so discerning? Xiaoyan, the whole person is not good.
See his daughter's expression and paste the soil the same, know the answer is what.
I didn't expect that what my daughter was thinking about was Xiaomi Dou's uncle.
Thinking of this, Luo Huimei also associated with what, "you are so good to Xiaomi Dou, is it because you like his uncle?"
"Mother! Don't talk nonsense. Xiaomi Dou is Xiaomi Dou, and Han Qing is Han Qing. Although they are related, they have no contact here. "
First of all, she is Muzi and a good friend. Secondly, she likes Han Qing later. And even if she and Han Qing are not together, she and Mu Zi can't cut off contact, and it's impossible to treat Xiaomi Dou specially because she wants to be with Han Qing.
She just gets along well with Xiaomi Dou, and they are also in tune.
"That's good. My daughter is not such a person who only seeks interests. Besides, Xiaomi Dou is so simple and trusts you so much that he is sure to be a good child."
Just saying, Han Qing came back after calling, Xiaoyan stood up nervously, "is the company calling you? I have nothing to do here, or You go back to the company first? "
Looking at her daughter's virtue, Luo Huimei laughed and got up.
"Yes, Mr. Han, thanks to you. If it's convenient, we'd like to keep you for lunch, but it seems that Mr. Han's work seems to be very busy. Well, Mr. Han and I will invite Mr. Han to dinner again to express our gratitude."
Eat? Han Qing took a look at the little girl. If he really agreed, the girl would be more anxious. He gave a faint smile and warm voice.
"Yes, my aunt, but there is something urgent in the company. I'll take it another day."
"How can I ask you to please? Let Xiaoyan's father invite you at that time, after all, it's to thank you."
After that, Han Qing didn't say anything. Luo Huimei pushed Xiaoyan.
"Yan Yan, send Mr. Han downstairs."
"Oh, I see." Xiao Yan regained his mind and sent Han Qing out of the house to go downstairs.
They went downstairs in silence. When Han Qing was ready to leave, she was still quiet.She's been an ostrich since I kissed her last night. Is that addictive?
However, this time is also suitable for other, or let her have a good rest, Han Qing faint voice.
"Go back."
The cold man's voice pulled Xiaoyan's mind back, only to find that it had arrived. Unexpectedly, she nodded at random.
"Well, then you Be careful on the way. "
With that, Xiaoyan carefully held out her hand and waved it to him. Seeing that Han Qing had no expression on her face, she drew her hand back and turned around to go upstairs.
Arm on a tight, small Yan's pace stagnates in the ground, can't go forward.
Han Qing held her.
Xiao Yan:
What does he want to do? Xiao Yan's heart suddenly and strongly beat up, the atmosphere did not dare to say a word, because last night's matter to now, two people tacit understanding did not mention a word, but before this, Su Jiu mentioned a word, so Xiaoyan is very worried that he will talk about last night.
Of course, there is a little worry and a little expectation.
"Don't go out alone recently. Call me if you have anything."
Who knows, Han Qing did not mention last night's matter, but told her a few words, this is to care about her? Xiaoyan nodded: "good..."
"Go up."
While speaking, Han Qing reached out and rubbed her head, and her voice was gentle: "don't think about it."
"Well?"
Xiao Yan Shu raised his head to his sight, don't think about it? What don't you think about? What happened last night?
Is it to let her not think too much about other things, not to be amorous?
When Xiaoyan looks at him uncertainly, the Han Qing in front of her suddenly approaches a few minutes, breathing spits on her face.
"Let's not think about it. How can you think about it in front of me?"
Xiaoyan:.... "
Her face suddenly turned red. How could he be so fierce that he could see at a glance that he was thinking wildly. Was she too obvious? Ideas written on your face?
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