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It's not her delusion.

Han Qing really slowed down!

After knowing this, Xiaoyan felt her heart beat faster and faster, almost leaping out of her chest.

"It seems that you are not too stupid to know yourself."

Because of this, Xiaoyan suddenly felt that she was full of strength. She felt that she had no loss because she knew that Han Qing would slow down for her sake.

This, can let her a person sweet memory for a long time.

Thinking like this, Xiaoyan even felt that the weather was not so cold.

I don't know whether it warmed her heart and limbs, or because she had been out for a long time, her body and limbs had been frozen to the point of unconsciousness.

"Of course I know myself. You can't really ask me to accompany you to buy clothes, unless you don't want to scold me in front of Muzi."

Speaking of this, Xiaoyan's voice softened a bit: "well, this time I was wrong. If there was another time, I would never dare to run around with millet beans alone."

After listening to her words, Han Qing's eyebrows frowned again. His steps stopped, his thin lips pursed, and his whole body smelled of displeasure.

Xiao Yan didn't pay attention and ran into his back.

She let out a sigh and then stopped.

"What's the matter?"

"It seems that you don't know what you're doing wrong."

Xiaoyan:.... "

Her expression is a little confused. What's wrong with her? Isn't it that she took Xiaomi Dou to go abroad? Because he was worried about Xiaomi Dou's safety, he was angry with her.

She apologized, but Han Qing looks very angry now.

What's going on?

Han Qing raised his hand and pinched his forehead. His tone was very light.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Xiaoyan:.... "

She stood there, her brain couldn't move. She didn't know whether she was paralyzed by the wind.

She used to feel warm, but now she is so cold that she wants to sneeze I really want to drink a bowl of hot soup and take a hot bath. It must be very happy.

After these thoughts flashed in my mind, Xiaoyan shook her head and threw these ideas out.

How can she think about this at this time?

Now the most important thing is Han Qing, male god!!

She likes people!

Xiaoyan forced herself to get up and explained: "I'm not telling you, I'm I just don't dare to tell you. I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll tell you After you, you will No Don't let us go. So... "

Han Qing frowned deeper.

This girl

But soon, he found some clues.

When this girl talks, how does the voice tremble?

Is it because you are afraid of yourself? You're so scared that you start to tremble?

"Am I so terrible?"

Han Qing asked coldly and turned around.

Two people's eyes thus without warning in the air.

Xiao Yan finally got what he wanted. When he looked back, he took a look at himself.

But God is not beautiful, suddenly a gust of wind blows, blowing Xiaoyan's shoulder down the green silk, the original soft hair in the wind, hit the face become stiff and incomparable, even a little painful.

What's more, after the wind stopped, her hair had become a chicken nest.

The image of Han Qing is not damaged at all.

It was her. Her hair was in a chicken coop, and she had no image at all.

"Ah Xiao Yan exclaimed, after the reaction, she put out her hand to cover her cheek, "don't look!"

She hoped that Han Qing could have a look at her, so that everything she had done today would not be in vain, but she did not expect that there would be wind blowing over her hair.

Han Qing frowned, eyes did not move from her face to her body.

After seeing what she was wearing at a glance, Han Qing's eyebrows frowned deeper.

"What are you doing?"

His voice was cold and had no emotion at all.

Xiao Yan covered his face and turned his back to him, "the wind, the wind is too big, has blown my hair disorderly."

With that, she quickly reached out and pulled down the hair on her face and quickly wanted to tidy it up.

PA --

however, her wrist was suddenly held, and Xiaoyan was stunned, and the whole person was stunned.

Man Did the God take the initiative to hold her hand?

For Why?

Han Qing went around to Xiao Yan, and her cold eyes fell on her face.

"What the hell are you doing?" His tone was very unhappy, and there was an expression of impatience on his face.Xiaoyan: "it's I I didn't do anything, didn't I buy clothes? Let's go. We should walk a little longer and there will be a supermarket. Then... "

"What's wrong with your clothes?"

Han Qing decided to ask directly.

Now it's Xiao Yan's turn to be silent. She looks down at her clothes. Her eyes are rolling around in her eyes. After a long time, she carefully raises her head to look at Han Qing and asks, "isn't it beautiful?"

Is she wrong?

Han Qing:

Tight frown has been unable to release, holding in the palm belongs to her small hand is cold, like winter from the snow out of the same stone, there is no temperature.

She's been wearing this kind of clothes since just now? How long has the time gone?

Doesn't she feel cold? After he asked her what was wrong with her clothes, he even asked himself with an idiot that she was not good-looking?

Han Qingsong opened his hand, and Xiaoyan's eyes looked at his big hand regretfully. It seemed that he regretted that he had not held him for a long time.

Han Qing can't help but ask in a cold voice: "not cold?"

When he asked, Xiaoyan knew what he meant.

It turned out that he didn't think his clothes were not good-looking.

He was actually asking himself whether he was cold or not?

Xiao Yan's heart raised a hope.

"You Do you care about me? "

Han Qing narrowed her eyes in displeasure and looked at the extremely thin face in front of her.

Now he is afraid that the clothes are cold again. Is it clear that he doesn't care about her clothes? Can't she worry about her body?

"Go back."

He said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's face turned white and shook her head vigorously: "no, I'm going to take you to buy clothes."

"No more."

"How can this be? What about your days here if you don't buy clothes? Besides, you haven't begun to scold me. I can't go back. "

Han Qing:

Xiao Yan has been so cold that her face and lips turn white, but she still insists on staying.

"I don't go. I won't go back anyway. My body is my own and I'm not cold."

Han Qing:

Aware of the people in front of quiet a lot, Xiaoyan know that he must be angry, just do not know how angry to what extent. She carefully raised her head to observe, but found that Han Qing was unbuttoning her coat in front of her.

This scene makes Xiao Yan's heart jump up suddenly.

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