President Han's girlfriend?
Xu Yanwan was stunned for a moment. Before she could answer, Jiang Wenwen immediately said, "his girlfriend, who comes to Mr. Han every day, either takes this or that. A woman has no self. If you ask her to come to work in Han's, she probably has nothing."
Jiang Wenwen shook his head as he said it, with a look of disgust.
"Han The total girlfriend? Does she come often? " Xu Yanwan asked casually, with a touch of pain in his eyes. Although he had already guessed that he had a girlfriend, now hearing the news about his girlfriend from other people's ears, Xu Yanwan still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Often, almost every day. We have no girlfriend for so many years. Maybe this little girl wants to show off."
"Show off?" Xu Yanwan did not know why
Jiang Wenwen looked at her, stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "look at you, little girl. Why are you so simple? What kind of identity do we always have? How many people in the company want to be president Han's girlfriend. If you can win president Han, you can't show off more? "
"Is that so?" Xu Yanwan thought about it carefully. She felt that there was nothing to show off. She even said to herself, "isn't it because they like each other?"
"Oh, my God, your idea is so simple. Where are clean feelings in this world? On the surface, it looks like two lovers are happy, but in fact? If we Han Zong has nothing, does not have today's status, is just an ordinary man, do you think there will be so many girls like him? "
After that, Jiang Wenwen went on: "which girls don't look for money now? Who would like to marry a useless man and bear hardships? Love is not the supreme thing. After marriage, money is. "
Xu Yanwan:
"That girl, if it's not that Han always has such status, how could she be with him? So, don't think of people as sacred. You have to work hard. I have other things to deal with. Go out first. "
"Good sister Wen Wen, I'll go out first."
After leaving the office, Xu Yanwan stood against the wall. The whole person was silent, and the words Jiang Wenwen told her echoed in his mind.
In her eyes, she has always felt that love is sacred and inviolable.
As long as two people like each other, they can surpass everything that is impossible, and then together, tightly hold each other's hands.
But now she heard rumors that the girl liked Han Qing's status.
Is this true?
Is it possible?
Xu Yanwan raised her head with some suspicion in her eyes.
Is it possible for Han Qing to like this?
*
Xiaoyan didn't know how hard it was to hear what she was being pointed at behind her back. She took the elevator up the stairs, and then walked in the direction of the office.
I met Su Jiu on the way.
As soon as Su Jiu saw her, he squeezed her eyes.
"Looking for Mr. Han again?"
At first, when Su Jiu teased himself, Xiaoyan always blushed and shy, but after so many times, Xiaoyan's face became thicker and thicker.
Just like now, Su Jiu teases her. Xiaoyan picks up her eyebrows, raises her lips and asks, "yes, it's harassing him again. Is there a meeting today?"
"There is no meeting, but he will talk about a contract in person in 15 minutes, so You know. "
"Fifteen minutes?"
"Yes, fifteen minutes should be enough for the soup."
Su Jiu pointed to the thermos pail she brought, and she pursed her lips awkwardly, "then I'll go first."
"Go ahead."
Xiaoyan went to the office with the heat preservation barrel.
Although they are already familiar with each other, Xiao Yan still follows the rules of knocking at the door, waiting for him to enter before he goes in.
After going in, Xiao Yan quietly put the heat preservation barrel on his work desk. Han Qing raised his head and saw that it was her. He said, "if you come in the future, you don't need to knock on the door. You can come in directly."
His work, nothing to hide from her.
Xiaoyan embarrassed way: "it's OK. I'm used to it. I'll knock on the door first wherever I go."
After that, she opened the lid of the thermos bucket and said, "I heard Secretary Su say that you will go out later?"
"Well."
"I've stewed chicken soup for you. You should have a bowl first. I should be very tired recently."
When Xiaoyan wanted to pour, she found that she had forgotten to bring the bowl. She raised her head and said, "I forgot to bring the bowl. I'm sorry I would have taken it with me when I went out, but... "
Because she forgot to bring the bowl, Xiaoyan's face was full of remorse and guilt. She had cooked chicken soup to bring him to drink. Now he was in a hurry, but he couldn't find a bowl."Or, I'll go down to the canteen and ask if there's one."
With that, Xiaoyan turns around and walks away. With a tight wrist, the whole person is pulled back by Han Qing and bumps into his arms without warning.
Did not wait for her reaction to come over, chin was a pair of big hands, in front of a black, Han Qing thin lips on this paste.
"Well." Xiao Yan glared at her big eyes, slightly surprised, and her eyes twinkled.
Because she didn't expect that Han Qing would suddenly pull her over and kiss her, and when she wanted to get the bowl, it was What's up?
Han Qing's kiss was very gentle. At first, it fell on her lips like the wind, and gently pecked at her lips. But as time went on, his thin lips turned from thin and cool to blazing, and his breath breathed unsteadily on her face. His big hand directly clasped her back head and prized her teeth.
Xiaoyan's feeling is also from surprise and slowly intoxicated among them, close eyes, eyelashes gently trembling.
In fact, after the two of them together, the frequency of kissing is quite frequent. Xiaoyan has never been in love before, so I don't know whether other men will be like Han Qing.
Passionate, direct, unabashed.
So every time you kiss, Han Qing gives Xiaoyan a different feeling.
Sometimes, he is pitiful, but sometimes it is gentle, and sometimes it is blazing, with strong feelings and needs.
I don't know how long it has passed. Xiaoyan feels that her breath is not smooth, so she reaches out and pushes on Han Qing's shoulder.
Han Qing was not moved at first. Xiaoyan pushed again. He had no choice but to stop. Then he bit Xiaoyan's lower lip and sighed.
"After so many times, why can't you breathe yourself?"
When he said this, Xiao Yan's expression was a little embarrassed, but because they were still leaning against her, she dared not speak, so she could only stretch out her hand and push him a little.
Han Qing then retreated and touched her with her forehead.
"What's the matter?"
His voice was hoarse and his eyes were deep.
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