President Han's girlfriend?
Xu Yanwan was stunned at first. He quickly reacted. Before waiting for her answer, Jiang Wenwen immediately said, "his girlfriend comes to President Han every day, either with this or that. A woman lives without a little self. You let her come to work in Han's house. It's estimated that she has nothing."
Jiang Wenwen shook his head as he spoke, looking very disgusted.
"Han... General girlfriend? Does she often come?" Xu Yanwan asked casually. There was a touch of pain in her eyes. Although she had guessed that he had a girlfriend for a long time, now she hears the news about his girlfriend from other people's ears. Xu Yanwan's heart is still a little uncomfortable.
"Often, almost every day. President Han hasn't had a girlfriend for so many years. It's estimated that the little girl wants to show off."
"Showing off?" Xu Yanwan didn't know why
Jiang Wenwen glanced at her, stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "look at you little girl. Why are you so simple? What is the identity of Han? 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 carefully. She felt that there was nothing to show off. She even said to herself, "aren't two people together because they like each other?"
"Oh, my God, your idea is too simple. Where is there any clean feeling in the world? On the surface, it seems that we are happy with each other, but in fact? If President Han doesn't have anything, doesn't have today's status, and is just an ordinary man, do you think there will be so many girls like him?"
With that, Jiang Wenwen continued, "which girls don't look for money now? Who is willing to marry a useless man and bear hardships? Love is not the supreme thing. Money is after marriage."
Xu Yanwan: "
"That girl, if Han always had such status, how could she be with him? So, don't think people too sacred. You should work hard. I have something to deal with. Go out first."
"OK, sister 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 her mind.
In her eyes, she always felt that love was sacred and inviolable.
As long as two people like each other, they can surpass all the impossible, and then together, hold each other's hand tightly.
But now she heard the rumor that the girl liked Han Qing's status.
Is this true?
Is it possible?
Xu Yanwan raised her head with some doubt in her eyes.
Is it possible that Han Qing likes people like this?
*
Xiaoyan didn't know how hard it was to hear what others pointed at her back. She took the elevator upstairs and walked in the direction of the office.
I met Su Jiu on the way.
Su Jiu squeezed his eyes at her as soon as he saw her.
"Come to Mr. Han again?"
At first, when Su Jiu teased himself, Xiao Yan always blushed and shy, but after more times, Xiao Yan's face became thicker and thicker.
Just like now, Su Jiu teased her. Xiao Yan picked his eyebrows, raised his lips and asked, "yes, harass him again. Will there be a meeting today?"
"There's no meeting, but he's going to 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 heat preservation bucket she had brought. Xiaoyan pursed her lips awkwardly, "then I'll go first."
"Go."
Xiao Yan went to the office with a heat preservation bucket.
Although they were already very familiar, Xiao Yan still followed the rules of knocking at the door and didn't go in until he said he would.
After entering, Xiaoyan quietly put the heat preservation bucket on the desktop of his work. Han Qing looked up and said, "if you come in the future, you can come in directly without knocking."
His work, no one can hide her.
Xiao Yan said nervously, "it's okay. I'm just used to it. I'll knock first wherever I go."
With that, she opened the lid of the heat preservation bucket and said, "I heard Secretary Su say you're going out later?"
"Yes."
"I stewed chicken soup for you. Drink a bowl first. You should be very tired recently."
When Xiaoyan wanted to pour, she found that she had forgotten to bring the bowl. She looked up and said, "I forgot to bring the bowl. I'm sorry... I had to bring it when I went out, but..."
Because she forgot to bring the bowl, Xiao Yan's face was full of remorse and guilt. She cooked chicken soup to bring him something to drink. Now he is in a hurry, but he can't even find a bowl.
"Otherwise, I'll go downstairs to the canteen and ask if there is."
With that, Xiaoyan turned and walked away. With a tight wrist, the whole person was dragged back by Han Qing and bumped into his arms without warning.
Before she could react, her chin was pinched by a pair of big hands, and Han Qing's thin lips were stuck on it.
"Oh." Xiao Yan stared at her big eyes, slightly surprised, and her eyes twinkled.
Because she didn't expect Han Qing to suddenly pull her over and kiss her, and when she wanted to get the bowl, it was... What's the matter?
Han Qing's kiss was very gentle. At first, it fell on her lips like the wind and gently pecked her lip petals. However, with the extension of time, his thin lips changed from thin and cool to fiery, and his breath gushed unsteadily on her face. His big hand directly buckled the back of her head and pried open her shell teeth.
Xiaoyan's feeling also slowly intoxicated from surprise. He closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled gently.
In fact, after they were together, the number of kisses was quite frequent. Xiao Yan had never been in love before, so I don't know if other men will be like Han Qing.
Enthusiastic, direct and undisguised.
So every time he kisses, Han Qing feels different to Xiao Yan.
Sometimes, he is compassionate, but sometimes he is gentle, and sometimes he is blazing with strong emotions and needs.
I don't know how long it has passed. Xiaoyan feels that his breathing is not smooth, so he 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, and then gently bit Xiaoyan's lower lip and sighed.
"After so many times, why can't you breathe by yourself?"
When he said this, Xiaoyan's expression was a little embarrassed, but because they were still leaning against each other, she didn't dare to speak, so she could only reach out and push him slightly.
Han Qing stepped back and touched her with his forehead.
"What's the matter?"
His voice was very hoarse and his eyes were particularly deep.