Nan Wan follows Han Meixin.

Han Meixin pushed the car. After a while, she was impatient. Nanwan wanted to pick it up. Han Qiyao already said, "I'll push. You can take what I want and what you want. Back, I'll take care of the dinner. "

A more serious words, but successful once again let the South night blush.

Finally, the South evening can only be cursory response: "good."

When Han Qiyao's hand caught the handle of the cart, Nanwan just let go, and his skin touched again, but it made Nan Wan feel the urge to escape.

This feeling is really dangerous.

On the contrary, Han Qiyao was always the one who did nothing.

"Beef tendon, pork, eggs, garlic sprouts, chicken leg, pig bone..." Han Qiyao read the names of the ingredients naturally.

Nanwan still took it at first. After taking it back, Nan Wan could not help looking at Han Qiyao strangely: "is it too much? The three of us can't finish eating in a night

It is really too much, not to mention three people, even if it is a table, also can not eat.

As a result, Han Qiyao said calmly: "your refrigerator is out of space. Fill up some food. Meat can be frozen, fresh vegetables do not need too much, buy a two or three days is enough

"Nanwan":.... "

This means that Han Qiyao has to come here often?

Nanwan did not dare to ask.

And Han Qiyao didn't go on talking about it. He just let Nan Wan continue to take what he read. At the same time, Han Meixin also constantly put the little girl's favorite snacks into the trolley.

Until Han Qiyao looked at Han Meixin, Han Meixin reluctantly dropped the last bag of potato chips: "OK, these are OK."

Nanwan also took all the things that Han Qiyao explained.

Han Qiyao pushes the car, while Han Meixin is led by Nanwan.

All of a sudden, someone took a bit of surprise and called, "Mr. Han, how are you here?"

Nanwan's nerves became tense. Han Meixin was calm. She was probably used to the people around Han Qiyao.

When the other party obviously saw the South evening, the eyes were even more surprised, but soon the eyes looked at the nose, and the nose looked at the mouth standing in place, as if nothing had been seen.

Nanwan is more and more unnatural.

After all, the divorce of Han Qiyao is unknown to outsiders except the party concerned and Han Xu. Besides, Han Meixin has never been exposed --

this feeling is like that she is the third party of Han Qiyao's marriage, and Han Meixin is an illegitimate child.

Never say a good feeling, even blocked people's heart a burst of panic.

"Buy vegetables." Han Qiyao is very light to answer a voice, "is there anything else?"

"No The other party immediately shook his head, and even did not dare to take another look at Nanwan.

South evening's head is very low, holding Han Meixin's hand, suddenly walk so fast, Han Meixin some can't keep up with, slightly gasping: "South doctor, you walk too fast."

"Sorry --"

Han Meixin waved her hand: "it's OK. I'll have a rest."

Nanwan's tense mood is obvious. Han Meixin's asthma is much more serious than that of normal children. It's really not fast. However, because of her own reasons, she led Han Meixin for such a period of time.

If something happens to Han Meixin, she will blame herself to death.

"She's OK." Han Qiyao quickly checked, "don't think about it."

Nanwan, hum.

Along with the flow of people, the three men had already reached the cash register. Han Qiyao bought the bill, picked up three big bags and walked out.

However, Nanwan intentionally or unintentionally opened a distance with Han Qiyao for fear that the previous events would happen once.

I'm not worried about myself, but about Han Qiyao because I'm in unnecessary trouble again.

After all, the Xu family never gave up the custody of Han Meixin. This time, they were only the subordinates of Han Qiyao. What if they were journalists? In such a situation, even if Han Qiyao had been divorced for a long time, it could be a naked threat.

The problem between them is more than that on the surface.

Hehe -

Nanwan didn't say anything.

Silence led Han Meixin back to the apartment.

The apartment is very old and there is no elevator. When Han Qiyao comes up with the vegetables, his shirt has been soaked with sweat. However, this kind of picture shows Han Qiyao's good figure.

South evening subconsciously licked his lips and swallowed his saliva.

Han Qiyao put the food into the refrigerator according to the order, leaving the food to eat tonight.

Nanwan just wanted to ask if she wanted to help. Han Meixin had already pulled Nanwan away: "Dr. Nan, you haven't finished the story you told me yesterday. Dad can cook. Then you can continue to tell me."

"Good." Nan Wan hesitated and agreed.

Han Qiyao didn't say much. He was very busy.The tall figure stood in front of the Liuli platform, the sky outside the window had been completely darkened, leaving only the incandescent light, reflected on the face of this man.

Nanwan was somewhat absent-minded, and his eyes always fell on Han Qiyao.

Han Meixin reminded Nanwan several times: "it was said here -"

Nanwan looked at Han Meixin with regret: "I'm sorry, Meixin, I'm distracted."

Han Meixin blinked. Suddenly, she was so close to Nanwan. The voice was very low, but Nanwan really listened: "my dad is not super handsome."

Nan Wan's face turned red at once

"There are a lot of people who like my dad." Han Meixin was very proud, and then frowned, "but my father doesn't like anyone else."

“……”

"My father, Biddle, said he was married. But those aunts still have to rush forward. Several times, grandma arranged for daddy to go on a blind date. Those aunts came to daddy's room at night, and they were all thrown out by daddy

Han Meixin is not polite to poke Han Qiyao's short.

South evening is to listen to red, that kind of hot and dry feeling, more and more obvious.

Han Meixin is no longer interested in the story. It is all about Han Qiyao. Nanwan wants to block it automatically. But as long as Han Qiyao is three words, even if she is doing something, she can naturally listen to everything.

It's getting deeper and deeper.

……

It was not until Han Qiyao told them to have a meal that Nanwan didn't come back to God.

Han Meixin has already consciously washed her hands. She sits on the dining chair and looks at the dishes Han Qiyao brings up. She says, "Daddy, the meal you cook is the best."

Han Qiyao snorted: "you will flatter."

Han Meixin raised her hand and swore, "I'm serious."

Nanwan didn't dare to look at Han Qiyao and quickly said, "I'm going to serve dinner."

"It's ready. You can just take it out." Han Yao said lightly.

The South evening hum sound, soon disappeared in the father and daughter's line of sight. I don't know whether it was influenced by Han Meixin's words or watching Han Qiyao appear in his apartment.

Finally, Nanwan lingered in the small kitchen for a long time and didn't go out.

It was not until Han Qiyao came in that Nanwan returned to his mind: "I took it out."

With that, she lowered her head and quickly walked towards the dining table. When she passed by Han Qiyao, Han Qiyao deliberately blocked her. How could she not get through Nanwan.

Finally, Nanwan was forced to look at Han Qiyao helplessly: "Meixin is still waiting for dinner."

"It's not too late to wait." Han Qiyao's voice came faintly.

Nanwanleng for a moment: "and

Is this the way the person wants to talk to himself?

But Nanwan couldn't think of anything Han Qiyao could say to herself. She was so depressed that she didn't open her mouth. She just looked at Han Qiyao quietly.

Han Qiyao bowed his head and could see the expression of Nanwan.

"Brother Han, what can I do for you?" Nanwan asked calmly.

Han Qiyao said for a long time, "I'm sorry."

Nanwan is more and more inexplicable, so he looks at Han Qiyao.

Han Qiyao with a thin cocoon finger belly suddenly stroked Nanwan's cheek: "I was in the supermarket before, I'm sorry. I didn't expect to meet people from the company. "

It turned out to be this thing.

Nanwan didn't expect that his subtle emotional reactions were all noticed by Han Qiyao.

For a time, Nan Wan didn't know what to say.

"They don't know about my divorce, so they look so strange when they see you and Maxine appear together." Han Qiyao and Nan Wan explained, "this time I came back to solve these problems completely. It was Carrie's request for divorce, not for divorce. I agreed. "

Han Qiyao was quiet for a while: "I don't want to cause unnecessary disputes because of the divorce. Therefore, I didn't object to it, but it made you uncomfortable."

"Ah?" South evening reluctantly smile, "it doesn't matter, I don't care about these, the Qing from the clear, turbid from turbid."

"South evening." Han Qiyao had already reached the mandible of Nanwan when he was young, so he gently pinched it, "this is what Nanchu told me. I believe it. Nanchu has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and has been a personal talent. But if you tell me this, I won't believe it. Even if you are out of society, you will be as simple as a piece of white paper, and your reactions will be clear. "

At this time, Nanwan was silent and did not speak.

"It will never happen again." Han Qiyao said firmly.

Nanwan then looked up: "brother Han, I really don't mind. I don't think much. Don't worry about me. "

After that, she didn't give Han Qiyao another chance to speak, so she went out with her meal. Han Meixin had been eating vegetables with her head down. She didn't care much about how long Nanwan and Han Qiyao spent in it.When she saw Nanwan, Han Meixin bit the dish and said vaguely, "Dr. Nan, you're here. Dad's cooking is delicious. Eat it quickly."

"Good." Looking at Han Meixin again, Nanwan seems more gentle.

Han Qiyao has gone out with him.

Just like breakfast, apart from Han Meixin's voice, Nanwan and Han Qiyao don't talk. They are quiet.

After dinner, Nanwan cleaned it up.

Han Qiyao chatted with Han Meixin in the living room, but did not mean to leave.

When Nanwan came out, Han Qiyao was still sitting in the living room. By this time, it was already 9:00 p.m. In the concept of Nanwan, children should be ready to go to bed at this time. After all, there will be classes tomorrow.

However, looking at Han Meixin and Han Qiyao chatting, Nanwan has no right to interrupt.

They are father and daughter, and she is just a temporary resident for Han Meixin.

This atmosphere, more and more let the South evening is not human.

Suddenly, there was a dull thunder on the ground, and Han Meixin calmed down and hissed: "Oh, it's raining --"

Nanwan's first reaction was to go out to collect clothes.

Han Meixin continued: "Daddy, how can you go back? You didn't even drive a car Will someone pick you up? Or a taxi? "

This words, let the nerve of South evening tense instantly.

In Jiangcheng, there are many thunderstorms in this month, but it is not that it will end after a while, but the rain can pour all night.

At that time, don't call a taxi. I'm afraid you can't see a car on the road.

This means that Han Qiyao must stay. She can't drive Han Qiyao out in such weather, because no one knows what will happen next.

It's too dangerous.

However, Han Qiyao stayed -

just as Nanwan was thinking, Han Qiyao had already walked to Nanwan: "go and collect the clothes first. After a while, the rain will be light, I can take a taxi back."

South evening should be a random sound, walk toward the balcony.

The balcony of the old-fashioned apartment is fully open. In addition to being caught off guard by the rain, the South evening is not high. Every time you collect clothes, you have to step on the stool or take the clothes rack to take the clothes down smoothly.

But now the rain is pouring in again.

Nanwan was a little annoyed, but still very hard in the harvest.

Until the wheat colored arm appeared in front of Nanwan, a deep voice came: "I'll come. You can take it in. "

South evening Oh, sound.

Han Qiyao has quickly put down the clothes that were hanging on them.

The speed is far more efficient than that of Nanwan.

"I'll do it myself." When he saw Han Qiyao touching his underwear, he immediately opened his mouth.

Han Qiyao just took a look at Nanwan. The next second he took his clothes down: "is there any difference?"

"Nanwan":.... "

It's not the difference, it's too close.

But at last, in Han Qiyao's Frank eyes, she swallowed the words back. She always felt that the person who thought about the dirty was always just herself, not Han Qiyao.

When Han Qiyao took his clothes in without changing his face, Nanwan came back to his senses and followed him in.

Han Qiyao's shirt has been wet by rain for a long time. The air conditioner in the room is on again. Nanwan blurts out: "you're going to take a bath. You'll catch a cold."

Han Qiyao raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

The next second, Han Qiyao was already walking towards the bathroom.

Then the bathroom door was closed.

Nanwanleng for a long time, came back to God and was planning to let Han Meixin take a bath in Nanchu's room, only to find that Han Meixin had already cleaned up and slept in her bed.

It's really a little girl who is very easy to worry about.

Nanwan covers up the quilt for Han Meixin and takes a look at the temperature of the air conditioner before going out.

Next door to her room is the public toilet. Han Qiyao is in it. The sound insulation effect of the old house is not good, and the sound of running water inside can be heard clearly.

Suddenly, thinking of Han Qiyao's appearance of coming out of his apartment naked, Nanwan was a little nervous.

Soon, her cheeks became hot and dry.

The next moment, she walked to Nanchu's room. If she remembered correctly, there were Lu Xiao's T-shirts. They were not brought back by Lu Xiao, but were bought by Nan Chu for Lu Xiao before. She never took them, and finally she lost them here.

Han Qiyao and Lu Xiao are similar in stature, so they should be able to wear.

Thinking of this, Nan Wan no longer hesitated, took the clothes and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

She knocked gently on the door.

Han Qiyao's voice came from inside: "what's the matter?""Well, I left my clothes at the door. You'll get sick if you put on your clothes later." Nanwan explained, and did not think too much.

In the bathroom, it became quiet.

Han Qiyao did not say anything.

Nanwan did not continue to say anything, quietly put the clothes in the door of the bathroom, sat down on the sofa in the living room, opened his laptop, and began to read the information of the patient tomorrow.

Time passes by.

Ten minutes later, Han Qiyao came out of the bathroom and simply put on a pair of trousers. Instead of putting on the clothes sent by Nanwan, he just held it in his hand and watched.

South evening saw Han Qiyao come out, so naked upper body, holding clothes in hand for a moment: "brother Han, why don't you wear clothes?"

"Why are there men's clothes?" "Do you have a boyfriend?" asked Han Qiyao

"No Nan Wan returns to his mind and shakes his head and denies it.

Han Qiyao did not speak, just quietly waiting for Nanwan's explanation.

The clothes, obviously, have been removed and washed. A girl's family lived in an apartment in the South evening. If she didn't have a boyfriend, how could men's clothes appear.

"It belongs to my brother-in-law." Nanwan explained, "my sister bought it before. She used to wash the clothes when she bought them. Later, she didn't take them away, so they kept them here."

This explanation is reasonable.

Han Qiyao's unhappiness suddenly dissipated in this way. For a long time, he was very quiet.

"No one wears them, I promise." Nan Wan raised his hand and swore.

She thought that Han Qiyao cared about the clothes people wore. After all, people of their origin, let alone old clothes, would be choosy if their new clothes did not meet the requirements.

This time, Han Qiyao put his T-shirt on neatly, without much affectation.

Nanwan was once again seen blushing. She did not expect that Han Qiyao changed his clothes in front of his own face.

For a long time, she felt the tip of her tongue trembled: "if you turn on the air conditioner like this, you will catch cold when you change clothes."

"It doesn't matter." Han Qiyao's voice is still calm.

Nanwan didn't say anything. She looked down at her case. However, she found that she couldn't concentrate on her own case. It was provoked by Han Qiyao.

Until Han Qiyao sat beside Nanwan: "what are you looking at?"

"Medical records." Nanwan said it truthfully.

Han Qiyao took a look at it, and after a while, he looked at it and said, "it's a very tricky problem. If you use the knife in this position, you must be experienced doctors, and you should be quick and accurate. Otherwise, it's easy to have small accidents. It depends on how much time the doctor spends. The longer it takes, the worse it will be for the patient... "

He said his understanding very quietly, in the simplest and most understandable words.

Listen to me very late.

Her hand is so propped up on her chin. From this angle, Han Qiyao's side face is eye-catching, with deep facial features and stiff facial lines, which brings a sense of indifference.

Thin lips one by one in explanation.

The hair is not completely dry and drips occasionally.

Can serious man, really let a person completely promise not to open an eye.

Even Han Qiyao didn't listen to what Han Qiyao said in the end, so he watched in a trance, until Han Qiyao turned to look at himself.

"Don't you understand?" Han Qiyao asked.

South evening this just embarrassed, um voice: "some don't understand."

"Where didn't you understand?" Han Qiyao asked again. He didn't pierce Nanwan's absence of mind.

Nanwan casually pointed to several places. In Han Qiyao's smiling eyes, she realized how stupid the question she asked was. As long as it was something that a freshman in a medical college could understand, she even asked.

Finally, Nan Wan lowered his head and said nothing.

It was a total embarrassment.

"Tired?" Finally, Han Qiyao found a step and said, "go to bed when you are tired."

"Oh --" Nanwan really ran away in a hurry.

She didn't care whether it rained outside or whether Han Qiyao could go back. He wanted to leave here at the first time, for fear that he would be completely implicated by Han Qiyao if he continued to stay here.

Even when he escaped into his room, Nanwan's heart beat didn't heal in the first time, and it was still thumping -

and any sound outside the living room could not be heard.

She packed herself up and lay on the bed. Han Meixin had already been sleeping. Looking at Han Meixin's face, Nanwan couldn't help kissing her.

"It's nice to see you, Missy." Nanwan's voice is very light.

With Han Meixin's even breathing sound, Nanwan gradually enters into sleep.

She dreamed of Han Qiyao, who had not been in her dream for a long time.……

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the next day.

When Nanwan wakes up. Han, I still don't wake up.

She took a look at her mobile phone. Now it's only 6:00 a.m., she calms down and gets out of bed carefully to prepare breakfast for Han Meixin.

It was only when his hand touched the doorknob that Nanwan was startled to think of the heavy rain last night. I don't know if Han Qiyao left at last.

And she actually went to sleep.

Thinking of this, Nanwan was a little upset.

It took her a long time to open the door.

When the door opened, the living room was quiet. Han Qiyao had been gone for a long time, but he was very confused in the South evening. I didn't know whether Han Qiyao had left or was in another place.

I can't think of it. Nanwan looked for any place I could find, including Nanchu's room. Everything in it was put in order.

Did Han Qiyao leave in the rain last night?

Suddenly, Nan Wan's eyes were attracted by the note on the tea table, which was left by Han Qiyao.

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