Chapter 1976

The next day, when Han Yunan woke up, he turned around and saw Qiao Qing beside the bed.

I don't know if he didn't have a good rest. His deep eyes are a bit tired.

He leaned against his arm and looked at Han yun'an sideways, his eyes in a trance.

Han yun'an and he look at each other, then lift the quilt out of bed, in a twinkling of an eye out of the bedroom.

Qiao Qing looks at the figure that she leaves, slowly droops eyelids, the heart is surrounded by the complex emotion that is difficult to describe.

After a while, just as he was about to sit up, Han yun'an, who had gone back and forth, had folded his clothes back and said, "it's fast drying. Put them on."

Even if a warm night, Qiao Qing in Han yun'an's face still can't see any woman should have some bashful.

It seems that she can keep her sense all the time, and people can't figure out her true feelings.

Qiao Qing took the warm clothes, lift eyes want to thank, but found that Han yun'an has left again.

He lifted the quilt, dressed up, and went forward to draw the curtain.

After the baptism of spring rain, the streets are green and full of vitality.

It's past eight o'clock, motor vehicles shuttle across the road, pedestrians rush to the office space.

Only Qiao Qing, suddenly can't find a sense of belonging.

He pinched the waistline with one hand, sighed heavily, wiped his face, and forced down his irritability.

Qiao Qing stayed alone in the bedroom for a moment, then walked out of the bedroom slowly.

As soon as I opened the door, a smell of rice ran into my nose, and I could hear the sound of frying pan burning oil.

He followed the sound and came to the kitchen. Standing near the sliding door, he saw the busy Han yun'an.

This woman, no matter what she does, is always in order.

Milk and toast were on the table, and she was in her expensive black silk pajamas, frying eggs in the pan.

Even if the kitchen is full of fumes, there is no damage to her elegance.

Qiao Qing is absorbed in seeing, until Han yun'an puts two fried eggs on the plate, she just timely sidelights, "don't look, come to eat."

Obviously, she knew that Qiao Qing was outside.

Qiao Qing sat down without saying a word and took a big mouthful of milk.

Han yun'an sat opposite him, eating breakfast gracefully and looking up, "didn't you have a good rest last night?"

Qiao Qing put down the milk cup and asked, "do you care about me?"

This question is somewhat naive.

Han yun'an took a bite of toast, looked at Qiao Qing's gloomy eyebrows and laughed, "of course, even ordinary friends, I will care about one or two, not to mention you are still my fiance."

Originally, when Qiao Qing heard her answer, the silent eyebrows and eyes flashed with a look.

But when he heard all, he would raise his mouth and fall down again.

Hearing the word "fiance" from Han yun'an's mouth, he didn't feel like a nickname, but just... An identity.

Qiao Qing suddenly felt that the food in his mouth was tasteless. He threw the toast on the plate at random and got up quickly. "I have something else to do. I'll go first."

I don't know what Temper I'm having. In short, when facing Han yun'an, Qiao Qing is out of control again and again, and has no intention to explore the reason.

He walked out of the kitchen, came to the porch, body slightly Dun, listening.

A few seconds later, let him down.

Han yun'an has no plan to send him away at all. This woman is so hard hearted!

Qiao Qing slams on the gate and leaves, his self-esteem is crushed under his feet. What is he doing here!