"Why come back so soon?" Han Yi knows that Zhao Mengying is seeing song huaishuang off. Her exquisite peach blossom eyes fall on the food that Zhao Mengying specially packed for him. Her sight softens a little bit: "I really accumulated happiness in my last life and met such a good girlfriend as you."
Zhao Mengying some absent-minded smile: "nothing big, I sent huaishuang back to the airport, on the contrary, you have been busy in the company, I think it is not even care to eat."
"If you don't eat regularly, be careful that you have a serious stomach problem." Speaking of this, Zhao Mengying is really speechless. In the past, when she worked under song huaishuang, song huaishuang had stomach trouble. After coming to Han's family, Han Yi also had stomach trouble.
One or two of them don't take their bodies seriously!
"When you get older, you will suffer." Zhao Mengying loves Han Yi's body. She can't help but scold her. Her life is so regular that she can be said to be self disciplined. She is really a disgrace to her body, especially when her object becomes Han Yi.
When Han Yi opened the bag and ate, he listened to his girlfriend's comments. His eyes were full of flattering smile: "OK, it's my fault. I know it's wrong. Haomengying, you'll forgive me this time."
Zhao Mengying didn't come back. Han Yi has been immersed in her work and never thought of eating. Now Zhao Mengying specially brings food. As soon as the smell of food comes out, he realizes that he is hungry.
Zhao Mengying looked at him and felt heartache. She poured a glass of water and put it on Han Yi's right hand side for fear that he might choke.
When Han Yi has enough to eat, Zhao Mengying thinks about it for a while, but she still chooses to be truthful: "Han Yi, is song Huaichun here just now."
She looks at Han Yi uneasily, and keeps an eye on every little movement of him, for fear that she may miss a man's small action.
Every woman, in the face of a man once had, will become as alert as a Sherlock Holmes detective. Zhao Mengying has no way to keep calm in the face of such a situation. Especially in today's special circumstances, it is the limit of her patience to tolerate Han Yi's eating up everything and asking questions again.
Zhao Mengying cherishes this relationship very much. Similarly, she doesn't want to make Han Yi want to be dirty. She doesn't want to be easily destroyed by a little trifle. The feelings that they finally accumulated are hard to accumulate. So, tangled for a long time, hesitated for a long time, Zhao Mengying still chose to ask.
She didn't want to have a thorn in between.
Han Yi is chewing the food in his mouth. When he hears the speech, he is choked by the food in his mouth. He coughs violently. Zhao Mengying hands over the water cup quickly. However, a floating heart sinks because of the man's reaction.
She doesn't want to talk about things. She thinks badly. However, Zhao Mengying has no way to deceive herself and tell herself not to think too much.
Song Huaichun was a woman raised by Han Yi before. After returning to Han Yi's side, Zhao Mengying warned herself not to interfere with Han Yi's previous life, but she still heard more or less song Huaichun's name and knew more or less what Han Yi had done for song Huaichun.
She is also an ordinary little woman. Because of the relationship between song Huaichun and song huaishuang, she sometimes feels very complicated when facing song huaishuang.
After drinking water and smoothing his stomach, Han Yi asked, "who told you?"
Her voice is very calm, listen carefully, and even with some faint smile, it seems that he really does not care about this problem, but his practice at this time is very pale and powerless under the previous comparison.
Zhao Mengying can't say what she thinks at this time. She only feels bitter and astringent, and her heart is sinking into the bottom of the valley, wrapped by the cold frost.
"No one told me. I saw it myself." When Zhao Mengying was waiting for the elevator with food, she just hit it.
Song Huaichun looks very worried. She lowers her head all the way. Naturally, she doesn't notice that she and Zhao Mengying pass each other. But Zhao Mengying is different. She once studied song Huaichun carefully because of song huaishuang's relationship. She can't understand her body shape and her every move.
Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief. If someone really doesn't have eyes to talk nonsense in front of Zhao Mengying, he has to peel off the skin of that person: "she has encountered a little difficulty, I hope I can help her."
He explained perfunctorily, did not know the opposite woman, therefore suffered.
"Meng Ying, you should not doubt that there will be something between me and her that can't be put down in the past." Han Yi seems to have guessed some unbelievable idea. When he said it, he also laughed.
He holds Zhao Mengying's hand. His slender white hand is perfectly wrapped by his big palm. There is no gap. Han Yi squints with satisfaction. The deep feeling in peach blossom eyes makes people feel that suspicion is a kind of fault.
"Mengying, you are my girlfriend, who will accompany me through my life. You are so kind to me, how can I do something sorry to you?" He patted Zhao Mengying's hand to let Zhao Mengying down.Zhao Mengying droops her eyes, the lens has become her best tool to block her emotions. I don't know if every woman immersed in love will become more cautious and meticulous.
For example, when Han Yi said so much, Zhao Mengying noticed only one sentence. Han Yi said that if she was so kind to him, was she in Han Yi's heart, only that good.
In the heart is like to be blocked by marshmallow, astringent, she used a little strength, from the man's big palm to take out his small hand, the smile on the beautiful face perfectly let people pick out a bit of fault: "maybe I am busy these days, think more."
Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his hand little by little depicts the lines of Zhao Mengying's facial features, slender fingers stay under her thick black eyes, tone is very distressed: "these days you are busy for the company, hard work, did not come and have a good rest, I give you a day off, a good sleep, adjust to come to work."
The words are warm and moving.
Xu is song Huaichun's coming over, which gives Zhao Mengying too bad feelings. After hearing this, her first thought is not to be moved, but Han Yi wants to hide something from her.
Zhao Mengying couldn't help biting the lower lip, and wanted to use the pain to drive away his thoughts.
"Well, I'll go back and have a rest." Zhao Mengying is afraid that she is staying and will lose control of her emotions. She does something that she despises herself: "Han Yi."
Step to the door, her fingers touch the doorknob, Zhao Mengying suddenly stopped and called out Han Yi's name.