Chapter 544

Han Qing looked at this message and kept silent for a while. He locked the screen and put it away.

How could he not understand his sister's character? The message in front was sent by her, but the tone of the sentence behind was not like hers, and it was not difficult to guess who was around her at the moment.

Millet beans, of course.

Oh, this little guy is so big that he hit his own uncle on the head?

See what happens behind him.

"That..." after Xiaoyan put away his mobile phone, he looked at Han Qing and stopped talking. Han Qing looked at her with no emotional eyes: "how?"

"How many more guests want to propose a toast?" Xiaoyan bit her lower lip and asked. After asking, she felt too embarrassed. Would Han Qing feel impatient when she asked the male god like this?

"Are you tired too?" Han Qing asked without answering.

"No, no!" Xiao Yan shook his head conditionally, smiled awkwardly and said, "I have good physical fitness. How can I be tired after so long? I'm just asking."

In fact, she's tired to death. There's no way. The dress prepared for her by the servant tonight must be matched with this pair of high-heeled shoes. However, she seems to have eaten too much recently, and her feet are fat. The size suitable for her is forced in at last.

I felt good when I stuffed it in. I got up and took a few steps. It's no problem to walk for a while.

But now she has accompanied Han Qing away so many businessmen. Her feet have hurt so much that she can hardly stand still. Sobbing... I feel that she will fall down in the next moment.

But for Han Qing, Xiao Yan has been forced to endure the pain.

"How about your drinking capacity?" Han Qing looked at her and asked.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "not bad. It's no problem to drink for a while."

I'm afraid Han Qing will drive her away.

What kind of person is Han Qing? There has never been a woman around him for so many years. In addition to the purple bathing of his relatives, Su Jiu is the closest to him. At the beginning, Su Jiu also admired him. Unfortunately, this man has no talent in emotion, and his EQ is frighteningly low.

For example, when someone asks you to want or not, you say no, then he thinks, oh, you really don't want it. All right, don't do it.

Like Xiaoyan, ask her if she is tired? It's not polite to ask about her drinking capacity. Xiaoyan says she's not tired and her drinking capacity is OK. Han Qing really thinks she's not tired and her drinking capacity is very good.

So in the next time, Xiao Yan can only complain in his heart.

While toasting, he endured pain and dizziness and scolded himself in his heart. How can he dig a hole for himself, but... The other party is Han Qing.

If it was another man, she must have left directly.

"Mr. Li."

There was another touch of wine. Xiaoyan drank a glass of wine again. The person opposite smiled and looked at her: "this young lady has a good drink. Dare you ask who this is?"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Yan, who drank a glass of wine, couldn't hold on, and fell forward with a vain step.

As soon as the questioner's face changed, he quickly stretched out his hand to hold her. The woman's unique softness and fragrance came to his face. The man was stunned. He just wanted to say something. A pair of big hands had come to take Xiao Yan back.

The man raised his eyes and took Xiaoyan back is Han Qing.

Without expression, he helped the man to his side, let Xiao Yan lean on his shoulder, and asked in a deep voice, "are you okay?"

Hearing Han Qing's voice, Xiao Yan came back. She slowly raised her head and looked at each other vaguely.

Well

How do you feel... I can't see clearly? His face was dazed. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

She was probably really drunk. Her eyes were blurred. She stared at him for a long time. How dare she look at herself like this? Since she kissed him twice last time, she hid as soon as she saw Han Qing as a mouse sees a cat.

Now her appearance can only show that she is drunk.

Han Qing thinks of her previous heroic words and can only shake his head now.

"If you can't drink, you can't drink. What's strong? Mr. Li, I'm sorry. I'll take her back to rest first. Help yourself."

"Please." Mr. Li smiled and watched them leave.

After all, he is a friend of Muzi, so Han Qing takes good care of Xiaoyan. He holds her thin arm and is ready to take her to the guest room to have a rest.

After this period, the alcohol fermented badly.

Xiao Yan is so drunk that he doesn't know what the night is. He has been resisting to go forward, or even unwilling to go.

"I won't go, I won't go!"

Han Qing: "

He looked at the little girl with a headache. She sat down on the cold floor because she was wearing a skirt. After sitting down, she showed a pair of white chopsticks legs.

Some dazzling.

Han Qing unconsciously doesn't open his eyes, but he is afraid to see her like this.

After thinking for a moment, he took off his coat and covered her.

"Get up."

With a voice of command not to be rejected.

Xiaoyan frowned: "I can't get up, my feet hurt!"

Han Qing narrowed his eyes: "does your foot hurt?"

At this time, Xiaoyan was like a little girl, pointing to her feet with red eyes: "the shoes are too small, and her feet hurt."

Han Qing looked down at her feet and found that the shoes were really too small and were biting tightly on her feet, and there were obvious red marks around the skin clamped by the skin, and there was blood in the broken skin.

This scene made Han Qing frown.

"Hurt." Xiaoyan complained wrongfully again, and then reached out to pull out her shoes. Han Qing saw her rude action and scolded in an instant: "don't move!"

Xiaoyan ignored him and tried to pick up again. Han Qing's voice was fierce for a few minutes, and stopped her movement by clasping her hand.

"Didn't I tell you not to move?"

"Oh." he was so fierce that Xiao Yan really didn't dare to move now.

Han Qing lowered her head, held her snow-white ankle, and slowly took off her shoes for her.

The shoes have been bitten so tightly, so no matter which way to take them off, they will definitely hurt. The only thing you can do is to be light so as not to stretch the wound.

Xiao Yan cried in pain and shouted, "you be light, be light... Ah..."

Han Qing took off her shoes seriously, so he didn't pay attention to what she shouted, but frowned tightly and finally took off her shoes for her.

He raised his eyes, but found that Xiaoyan's eyes were red with tears and stared at him wrongfully.

Han Qing pursed her lips and asked, "it hurts?"

Did he do it too hard just now?

Xiao Yan nodded.

"Bear it, it won't hurt later."

"No." Xiao Yan Duqi's lips, "it still hurts."

"What do you want to do?"

Xiaoyan suddenly said, "otherwise, if you kiss me, kiss me... It won't hurt."