Chapter 599

South evening push the door and out, the living room can see through at a glance, but there is no figure.

Han Qiyao should go.

Nanwan bowed her head and laughed at herself. What qualifications did she have to keep Han Qiyao away.

The apartment, which was originally quiet, is becoming more and more quiet. When Han Meixin is here, she can still feel the excitement. Now, it has been restored to a quiet place.

Just disappeared, is a kind of missing.

What can we do in the future.

After taking a deep breath, Nanwan sighed, and then went back to his room, looking for clothes and preparing to take a bath. His whole body was sweating, which was also very uncomfortable.

As a result -

Nanwan took off her clothes naturally. When she opened the door of the bathroom and walked in, she was totally stupid.

As soon as Han Qiyao pressed down the toilet and turned around, the sound of flushing water had already impressed the appearance of Nanwan. It was a momentary emotion that made Han Qiyao's throat knot roll.

Good carcasses appear in their own eyes.

The little girl in the past has also grown into a sexy little woman. In her deep eyes, she has a touch that can't be mastered by one hand, her slender waist and limbs can't be grasped and her legs are straight.

There are low and restrained eyebrows, with shyness and tension, tightly covering their own privacy zone.

The next second, Nanwan screamed and turned and walked outside the bathroom.

She really thought that if Han Qiyao left, he would go into the bathroom after taking off his clothes like no one else in the family. As a result, he was in the bathroom.

This is more than embarrassment, burning all over his face, even can not even explain the words.

I'm afraid Han Qiyao thinks that he did it on purpose.

All kinds of emotions, pressure South evening a word can not come up, finally can only hide face and flee.

As a result, at the moment when Nanwan opened the door, Han Qiyao once again grasped Nanwan's hand: "what's running? Go in to take a bath, take off your clothes and go out. Are you ready to feel a fever again?"

The strength of the power, warm temperature from the palm, South night instant can not move.

She still covered herself.

But the man in front of him was always distracted. He pulled Nanwan into the shower, adjusted the temperature, and then handed the nozzle to Nanwan.

Nanwan didn't reach out in a hurry.

"Can I help you?" Han Qiyao asked.

Nan Wan was scared and immediately shook his head: "no, I'll come by myself."

That nozzle was immediately received, in the tension, the spring burst out. Han Qiyao did not take a look, turned around and left calmly, as if nothing had happened before.

Even, he has no interest in Nanwan.

But South evening some of a loss, looking at the man who left, suddenly looked down at himself.

Although the self in the full-length mirror is not in line with the aesthetic taste of the current Internet red, at least he is also a person with beautiful facial features and exquisite figure. Even so, Han Qiyao has no interest in it.

Therefore, Han Qiyao really only regards himself as Nanchu's younger sister and is totally indifferent.

It is only because of such a relationship here.

Hehe -

Nanwan laughed at himself, which was very slow and slow.

The sound of running water has covered all the sounds. She can't hear anything outside. She just takes a bath quietly. Even, in the shower room, she procrastinates indefinitely.

Until there was a knock on the door of the bathroom, Nanwan was slightly stunned and turned off the water.

"Are you ready?" Han Qiyao's voice was low and powerful. "If you are good, come out. The meal is ready. Don't wash it for too long. Your situation is not allowed."

"All right." The South evening tenses the voice to answer.

Han Qiyao said, "I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

After that, Nanwan heard Han Qiyao's footsteps drifting away. She finally sighed. Then she quietly wiped her body, put on her clothes, opened the door of the bathroom, and walked towards the restaurant.

Sure enough, Han Qiyao is already sitting in his seat.

When he saw Nan Wan coming, he just lifted his eyelids and didn't say much. He motioned Nan wan to sit down and eat.

Nanwan sat down honestly.

A meal, silent.

……

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after dinner, 7:40 p.m.

South evening to clean up, but was stopped by Han Qiyao: "you go to rest, I will clean up."

In the evening, he was stunned.

"Good --" the man's deep magnetic voice came, as if to pacify the mood of Nanwan.

However, the South evening but feel that such a voice is bewitching their own nerves, she dare not think more, even dare not to stay more, turned around has been in a hurry to go out.

Han Qiyao watched Nanwan leave, which cleared the table and walked into the kitchen.Nanwan sat solemnly with his eyes on TV, but he couldn't be as reckless as Han Qiyao was away.

Suddenly, her eyes were completely frozen.

Because, in the edge of the small living room, she found her own laptop, as well as piles of documents.

In the corner, I saw a suitcase.

This is Han Qiyao's.

What does it mean to make Nanwan's heart beat faster? Is Han Qiyao going to live here?

Even in the absence of Han Meixin.

In the southern evening, when he was thinking, Han Qiyao had already packed up and came out: "what are you looking at?"

"Go to the movies. It was first performed in South China Nanwan said in a random way.

However, the TV screen is an interview program.

Han Qiyao was clear at a glance, easily saw through the idea of the South evening, very light explanation: "wait for you, I will leave. At that time, almost Meixin came back

Nanwan thought: "I can do it alone."

"You drive me?" Han Qiyao raised his eyebrows.

"Nanwan":.... "

I really want to refuse, but I can't say anything about it. I can only passively look at Han Qiyao. Han Qiyao, however, gave a low smile. Compared with Nanwan's embarrassment, he seemed calm and calm.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your consent." Han Qiyao's voice is very weak, "this period of time I did not go back to the Han family, nor in their own apartment, basically in the hotel."

Nanwan was stunned and blurted out: "why?"

"Because of the Xu family, my mother and the company, I feel comfortable in the hotel." Han Qiyao did not conceal the South evening, "but now the problems of the Xu family are gradually raised to the table, and the hotel seems to be not very safe."

Nanwan is very quiet to listen, did not speak.

"When Maxim called me and said you had a fever, I thought about it and made a decision without authorization." Han Qiyao's explanation is straightforward.

Nanwan thinks that if he thinks too much, he is dirty, not the man in front of him.

For a long time, Nanwan answered, "good."

Han Qiyao said with a smile: "if you are sick, you should have a good rest at home. You can go to the hospital after the fever has subsided. I have already told the hospital. During this period, you have a lot of surgery? "

"Well." South evening response.

"Hard work." Han Qiyao's tone took a bit of apology, "it's that I didn't think about it thoroughly, so I didn't contact this line, instead, I forgot and lost my heart to you."

"No Nanwan immediately denied that "Meixin didn't create any problems for me. It was my own physical reason."

"Do as you can." Han Qiyao said lightly, "I'll go back and ask the housekeeper to help you."

"No Nanwan refused quickly, "I'm used to being alone, and I don't like to have someone in my family. This slap in the face place, I'm quick to clean up."

She spoke quickly: "besides, I'm getting used to it. In fact, I've rarely had such a fever since then. Maybe I changed the environment, and then I'm busy with my work, and I can't keep up with the pace."

"Really?" Han Qiyao raised his eyebrows.

"Really." Nanwan guarantee.

She doesn't want any outsiders to destroy her and Han Meixin's private time. She always has a feeling that she knows that Han Meixin will not belong to herself, but she still wants to stay together with Han Meixin more selfishly.

After this, she will have a very unforgettable memory, not with regret.

"Don't you blow dry your hair?" Suddenly, Han Qiyao naturally changed the topic.

Nanwan was stunned: "I'm used to it. Blow to half dry, and then air dry

Han Qiyao didn't speak. He stood up and took the hair dryer. He naturally blew Nanwan's hair. His knuckled fingers ran through her hair and held it gently.

Atmosphere, more ambiguous.

Nanwan was tense and motionless, until Han Qiyao completely dried her hair, she was slightly relieved.

Run away.

Han Qiyao looked at the figure of Nanwan's leaving. He didn't say anything. His thin lips lifted slightly. Then he moved his eyes to the computer in front of him. His fingers quickly hit the keyboard.

He bet that Nan Wan won't come out again tonight.

The character of Nanchu and Nanwan is quite opposite. The evening party gives you a deep sense of powerlessness. In the end, you think that you are looking for a partner who lives together instead of a girlfriend. That's all.

It was also very later that Han Qiyao really understood that his love for Nanchu was not love. He just liked and liked the character of Nanchu, which was also fresh and fresh. He had never seen a woman with such a character.

Together with Nanchu, it is comfortable as a friend, so no one mentioned breaking up.

If not, really like or love, will not face Nanchu, no response.At that time, Han Qiyao felt that he cherished the existence of Nanchu. Now he knew that in front of the women he liked, there was no forbearance, only barbarism and impulse.

It really shows that he just put Nan Chu in the position of a friend.

However, Nan Chu offered to break up, but to a large extent, Han Qiyao collapsed. It was his self-esteem that was damaged. He did not recover or even extricate himself, but he felt unwilling.

Men's self-esteem is unclear.

Only led to the later irreparable.

So, after all, it's fate.

Han Qiyao is only glad that his own miss is not too late, and it is still in the room for recovery.

Soon, his eyebrows hidden deep meaning, no longer think, focus on looking at the computer constantly flashing numbers, precise orders.

As Han Qiyao guessed, Nanwan did not come out this evening.

……

2 a.m.

After finishing all the work, Han Qiyao put on the computer and walked to Nanwan's room to check on her condition.

As a result, he saw a little woman tossing and turning on the big bed. He asked Han Qiyao to twist his eyebrows slightly and touch Nanwan's forehead.

It didn't burn.

But Nanwan's sleep was not stable.

Is it a dream?

Han Qiyao sank and gently grasped Nanwan's hand, as if to pacify Nanwan's mood. When he caught Han Qimu, he seemed to be floating in the sea.

She is constantly talking nonsense, is really had a nightmare: "Dad do not Mom, don't go Sister... "

When I grow up, many things seem to have calmed down in Nanwan.

But every time I feel sick and uncomfortable, Nanwan can still think of these terrible things and her natural fear of the hospital. That's why even if Nanwan chooses to be a doctor, she doesn't dare to let herself go to the hospital to see a doctor, and she is willing to rest at home.

Some things are deeply rooted, and some things can be removed.

"South evening." Han Qiyao gently called the name of Nanwan, "I'm here, don't think about it."

"Don't go --" Nanwan's hand is more tight, and he has never woken up from such a nightmare.

Han Qiyao comforted: "I can't go, sleep well."

“……” It's a bunch of nonsense that I can't understand.

But her hand never let go of Han Qiyao's hand. After Han Qiyao came in, Nanwan's mood seemed to gradually calm down.

Han Qiyao sat by the bed patiently waiting for nan to go to sleep.

When Nanwan gradually relaxed, Han Qiyao just wanted to take his hand away. However, Nan Wan turned over and held Han Qiyao's hand tightly. He refused to let go.

Han Qiyao was helpless.

Very helpless sigh.

Nanwan seems to feel that Han Qiyao wants to leave. The more he clenches his hand, the tighter he is. Finally, Han Qiyao gives up.

He dressed like this, lying on the edge of the South evening, slightly pulled a bit of the corner, covered his body.

Nanwan turned around and hugged Han Qiyao like a giant toy. This time, Nanwan really stopped struggling and went into a deep sleep quietly.

Han Qiyao, however, was so hot and restless that he lost his sleep.

But he couldn't move.

Suddenly, Han Qiyao's eyes were slightly stunned. He just looked at the cabinet in Nanwan's room. There was a teddy bear in the cupboard. He still remembered.

It was the first time I saw Nanwan. Han Qiyao prepared it to please Nanwan.

It's just a toy that I can easily buy. I think a little girl at that age should like this kind of thing. When Nan Wan saw the teddy bear, she was really excited.

However, Han Qiyao felt that such early things would not be left. Now, he unexpectedly saw it in the room of Nanwan.

Han Qiyao's eyes sank and did not speak.

In the evening, Han Qiyao's ears were filled with even breath.

In the quiet space, there is no other sound.

Han Qiyao looked at Nanwan with a heavy hand, and gently hooked her hair on her cheek to the back of her ear. Then, he gave her a kiss on the forehead.

Quietly.

"When can you relax?" Han Qiyao is helpless to speak.

In response to Han Qiyao, it was Nanwan's more and more tightly clenched hands. The smile on Han Qiyao's face became more and more heavy. Holding Nanwan in his arms, he also fell asleep together.

……

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the next day.

Nanwan's circadian clock wakes her up.

Then, after a moment's trance, Nanwan wakes up completely. She sees Han Qiyao lying on her side with one hand on her waist and the other on her eyes to avoid the glare of the sun.Nanwan subconsciously looks at the curtain.

Because it was an early house, there was no shade at all, and she was used to it.

Later, Nanchu's room changed, but her room was always like the original appearance.

But that's not the point.

The point is why han Qiyao and himself sleep together and what happened last night. However, the body's perception clearly told Nanwan that nothing happened last night.

As a result, Han Qiyao also opened his eyes slightly when he was stunned in the South evening. His voice took the man's special hoarseness in the morning: "wake up?"

Nanwan was so stiff that he didn't know how to continue.

Han Qiyao naturally reached out and stroked Nanwan's forehead: "I thought you were burning again."

"No South evening response, completely passive.

Han Qiyao was so close that even his skin could easily touch him. Such an atmosphere made Nanwan's mood tense, and every nerve never slackened.

She lowered her head in silence.

"Why don't you look at me?" Han Qiyao asked lightly.

South night, ah, look up.

His forehead bumped into Han Qiyao's mandible, and the words of apology were already in her mouth. Before she could say it, Han Qiyao suddenly pinched his mandible and kissed him suddenly.

Very light kiss, not deep, just sticking to the lips of Nanwan.

As if afraid of their own action, the South night thoroughly scared.

However, Han Qiyao did not let go of Nan Wan. The consciousness of his subordinates leaned against Han Qiyao's chest, pushing and shoving, but this man did not care.

A surprise, South evening fell on the bed, Han Qiyao pressure up.

Their lips have never been separated. Han Qiyao's breath becomes short, and the reaction at some place in the morning becomes more and more obvious, so they stick to each other.

Nanwan's face was burning hot, whimpering and shaking his head: "well --"

but such a struggle seemed weak. Han Qiyao's voice was low and lustful: "can I kiss you?"

"You are not..." South evening red face, complete words can not finish.

When her voice dropped, Han Qiyao's action suddenly became fierce. The original taste stopped in the next second and became a complete attack on the city and the pool.

Don't give Nanwan any chance.

How can a novice resist the attack of an old hand, coupled with such complex and contradictory emotions, finally make Nanwan abandon his weapons and surrender.

Thoroughly, the surrounding air only has a good smell of tobacco, and a light fragrance of bath gel, which is the smell of their own shower gel.

A soft heart.

Nanwan really thinks that time is still at this moment.

But shy, but also in the heart of the incessant collision, under the breath are more and more limited.

"Well --" after a burst of murmuring, Nanwan just breathed the fresh air.

Han Qiyao let go of Nanwan, his hands on the edge of the bed, looking down at the girl in his arms who was already red and could not say a word.

That eye light more and more heavy, heavy as if to roll into the South evening.

But Nanwan was shy and wanted to dig a hole to bury himself.

After thinking about thousands of possibilities, he really did not expect that Han Qiyao would kiss himself in this way one day. It was not a polite kiss, but a sexual kiss between men and women.

Even, she can clearly feel this person's reaction.

"What do you think?" Han Qiyao asked Nanwan with a smile.

Nanwan didn't say a word. She turned her head and felt embarrassed.

"Shy." Han Qiyao was addicted and didn't plan to miss Nanwan.

"Nanwan":.... "

"Look at me."

"Brother Han..."

"Call my name."

“……”

"Or do you want me to kiss you?"

“……”

Seeing that Han Qiyao really bent down, Nanwan quickly called out, "Han Qiyao --"

Han Qiyao looked at her calmly: "too perfunctory."

Where Nanwan has been teased by people, he has no reaction at all, and he can only stand still. Han Qiyao also knows that the limit of Nan Wan is almost like this.

He took advantage of the South evening distraction, quickly in her lips kiss: "today let you go."

After that, Han Qiyao got up on his own initiative and walked directly to the bathroom. As he walked, he explained: "go to my suitcase, take out the clothes, put them at the door for a while, and I'll change them."

Without waiting for Nanwan to reply, Han Qiyao's figure has disappeared in the bathroom.

"Nanwan":.... "

This feeling is good and bad.

But it can't resist.Finally, Nanwan gave up the struggle, took a deep breath, until her breath completely calmed down, she quickly walked toward the living room.

Nanwan opened Han Qiyao's suitcase and put his clothes in order.

The suit was inevitably crumpled.

Nanwan frowned a little. He first prepared the clothes Han Qiyao asked for and put them at the door of the bathroom. He knocked on the door:

"I'm at the door."

"Well." Han Qiyao answered quietly.

After that, Nanwan turned around and packed out all the clothes in the suitcase. Only then did he find that the apartment was so small that there was no room left except for two rooms.

But in the end, Nanwan was still very careful to flatten the clothes and hang them in his closet.

Han Qiyao's clothes were suddenly added to the wardrobe, which was originally full of women's clothes. It was so hot and dry that Nanwan couldn't smooth it out.

She stood at the door of the closet and watched for a long time.

Even Han Qiyao has already come out of the bathroom, but he hasn't regained consciousness.

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