Chapter 1980

Qiao Qing, dumbfounded!

Gone again?

He touched his cheek subconsciously. Is his appearance not obvious enough?!

Even if his mouth is hard, can't you care about him a little bit?!

Men are all dead ducks. Does she understand?!

In a word, Qiao Qing, who always thinks highly of himself, is frustrated again and again in front of Han yun'an. He feels more and more humble.

He folded his legs, leaned his head against the back of the sofa, covered his stomach with one hand, and put his hand on his forehead, feeling the loss of being despised by others.

It seems that... Once he treated all women like this.

Now, all the cause and effect cycle, all in Han yun'an's body to experience.

Qiao Qing felt a little affected and wanted to leave, but he was full of reluctance.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a briefcase in sight.

That's... Han Yunan's!

She forgot to take it?

Seeing this, Qiao Qing wants to contact her again.

However, the crushed self-esteem also reminds him not to be moved by himself any more!

In this way, when Qiao Qing hesitates, Han yun'an has turned back again.

She opened the door herself. It was a card she wanted downstairs.

Qiao Qing heard the sound of the door opening and immediately took a sitting posture, trying to make himself look the same as usual.

He maintained the movement of looking up, pretending to be lazy to open the corner of his eyes, squinting at her, "what are you doing back?"

make grand gestures!

At this time, Han yun'an saw such Qiao Qing, and these four words came into his mind.

She looked at the man with a smile, put the medicine box in her hand on the tea table, and turned to boil water.

Qiao Qing catches those medicine boxes, takes advantage of Han yun'an to turn round, quickly puts down two Lang legs, bows body to gather up to have a look.

Stomach medicine!

She knows she's not feeling well?!

Thinking of this, Qiao Qing's tight cheeks gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth also rose inadvertently.

Suddenly, hearing Han yun'an's footsteps, he immediately restored his original posture, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the sound of the kettle sounded. Han yun'an leaned down and took a look at the medicine box. He took the lead in opening a capsule, poured out two pills and handed them to Qiao Qing. "Since you have a stomachache, don't try to be brave. Take this medicine first, and I'll give you a cup of granules for stomachache after the water boils."

It's very simple care, but Qiao Qing can't keep calm any more. He looks at her deeply, takes the medicine obediently, turns on the mineral water on the table and feeds it in.

Then, he leaned back in the sofa again and tightened his eyebrows tightly, with a look of unbearable pain.

Seeing this, Han yun'an shook his head and sighed. He caught a glimpse of the beer bottle on the table. He reached out and tried it. The bottle was still covered with water mist, which was obviously taken out of the small refrigerator.

"The temperature in imperial Beijing is lower than that in Licheng. It's strange that you don't have a stomachache when you wear so little and drink iced beer!"

Words fall, don't wait for Qiao Qing reaction, she rubbed the palm, slowly put the palm on his stomach, "should be caused by a cold, you go to lie down, I ask the front desk have hot water bag."

Han yun'an plans to get up and make a phone call, but as soon as he makes a move, he is pulled by Qiao Qing.

His wet palm pressed on the back of Han yun'an's hand and refused to let her leave. He said in a low voice, "no, that's good."

Han yun'an couldn't draw back his hand, so he could only patiently pacify, "my hand is not hot enough, you let it go first, the water is boiling, I'll make medicine for you."