Chapter 601

"I also know that you feel uneasy and worried, that kind of hesitation, I can not easily let you eliminate, but I will do my best to let you no longer hesitation and fear." Han Qiyao made a promise.

His eyes did not leave Nanwan: "I will not force you to adapt to my existence. I will give you absolute space and time to adapt. Is that ok? "

Han Qiyao pushed the issue back to Nanwan.

Nanwan looked down at his scream, still without saying a word.

These words really caught her off guard and shocked her more. At least, she didn't expect that Han Qiyao would say these words.

"You..." It was a long time before Nanwan found her voice.

Han Qiyao didn't say anything more. He knew that Nanwan needed time to think about and straighten out such a relationship. He naturally shifted the topic.

"When I accompany you to work, we will pick up Maxin together on Sunday, OK?" Han Qiyao asked.

South evening is always led by Han Qiyao by the nose, but suddenly looks at the person in front of him: "Why me?" This time, Han Qiyao did not speak.

"Because I'm Nanchu's sister?" Nan Wan asked Han Qiyao.

"Of course not." Han Qiyao denied, "you and Nanchu, I said, you are not the same type of people at all."

Han Qiyao is explaining.

South evening asked directly, Han Qiyao did not go on like this, simply explained.

As a result, in the end, those who didn't want to listen to it were Nanwan.

Nanwan seems to suddenly think of something like: "I really have to go to change clothes, and there are still some things to deal with, Monday is also the same meeting."

"Good." Han Qiyao saw the South evening escape, also did not continue, "change clothes, first come out to take medicine, your cold is still very heavy."

"Good." South evening should be very fast.

After that, Han Qiyao left the room, and Nanwan was left alone in the room. Nanwan was so close to the door panel that he gasped heavily.

Her heart, too easy because of Han Qiyao's words easily swing.

Han Qiyao has even been able to control all his thoughts.

That kind of infiltration, is silent, with the fastest speed, to completely swallow their own habits.

For a long time, Nanwan didn't come back from such a mood. He turned on the computer and looked at the medical records in the computer, but he couldn't read a word.

In her mind, it was Han Qiyao's face.

All this, come too suddenly, also let a person be caught off guard too.

Finally, after taking a deep breath, Nanwan forced himself to calm down. This time, he read the Chinese characters on the medical record one by one and made his own explanation.

……

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later, in addition to eating and going to the toilet, Nanwan almost never left her room. She always showed that she was very busy.

Han Qiyao didn't force Nanwan to deal with his own affairs in the living room. Only when Nanwan came out would he look up at Nanwan.

After that, Han Qiyao lowered his head again and quickly hit the keyboard.

Because he knew that the South party was embarrassed and would choose to escape more subconsciously.

It's because Han Qiyao knows too much about the character of Nanwan. Nanwan is like an ostrich. If you finish your words at one time, you will really force Nanwan into a dead end.

You can only say a little at a time and let Nanwan walk out slowly.

Then, it is logical to say that, in this way, Nanwan will choose to face this problem.

Han Qiyao's eyes are low, and his sharp fingers are beating the regular rhythm on the table.

At this time, he won't indulge Nanwan for too long.

……

At nightfall, Nanwan was afraid that something had happened yesterday. When she turned around and entered the door, she locked the door directly.

What happened yesterday, Han Qiyao explained that it was because he had a nightmare, so he refused to release Han Qiyao's hand.

When Nanwan knew the answer, she couldn't blush any more.

In order to avoid such a thing happening once, she chose to lock the door. At least under such circumstances, even if she had a nightmare, Han Qiyao could not come in again.

As a result, things in the world are not always calculated by human beings.

Old houses can cause all kinds of problems.

In addition, in the years before this, there was no living here at all. When Nanwan came back, he just cleaned it up, not thoroughly.

As a result, a mouse appeared in the house like this. In the dim light, his eyes were stealthily looking at Nanwan.

There are two kinds of animals Nanwan is afraid of most in his life.

A mouse is a snake.

However, he was so completely frozen in place that he couldn't move. Han Qiyao outside the room heard Nan Wan's scream for the first time and immediately came over.He pushed the door, but found the door locked: "South evening, what's wrong, open the door."

Nanwan is still screaming.

When Han Qiyao didn't want to bump into the door, Nanwan had already opened the door and hugged him directly, just like a koala.

The horror in my eyes is still obvious, and I dare not even look back.

"What's the matter?" Han Qiyao held Nanwan back, but he was also a little surprised.

He put his hand on Nanwan's buttocks and looked at Nanwan like this. Nanwan threw himself into Han Qiyao's arms, and his voice trembled: "mice, there are mice."

Han Qiyao:

He wanted to let go of Nan Wan, but he refused to let go. He fell on Han Qiyao. Han Qiyao was helpless, so he held Nan Wan and began to look for it in his room.

After a circle, Han Qiyao said, "now you can't see it. Either you're hiding or you're out."

"No, it's terrible." South night shivering.

It's not affectation, it's real fear. People have to face their own fear of things, no matter how can not calm such emotions, want to be able to hide far away.

At least, Nanwan didn't think that there would be mice in the apartment.

Not long ago, when listening to the complaints of the neighbors next door, Nanwan still felt lucky.

Now it seems that I'm not happy at all.

"Nanwan --" Han Qiyao is really helpless, "you did not use little mice in the experimental class before, why didn't you scream?"

"That's not the same!" Nanwan said it seriously.

Han Qiyao: "what's different?"

"It's not the same anywhere." Nanwan is still reluctant to raise his head.

That kind of feeling, already let South evening feel whole person is bad. As if everything in the room has been robbed by a mouse, lying on the bed, there is always an illusion that this is the bed where the mouse has slept.

The more you think about it, the more you can't stay in Nanwan: "I don't want to be here, I want to go out."

"Good." Han Qiyao has no nonsense.

He went out with Nan Wan in his arms and went back to the sofa. Han Qiyao sat down. Nan Wan still didn't get down from Han Qiyao.

"South evening." Han Qiyao helplessly looked at Nanwan, "you go to the next room to sleep?"

"No Nan Wan refused.

She didn't dare to sleep half way, and another mouse came out again. The things that the three aunts and six old women said were still vividly recorded in Nanwan's mind.

I didn't think so, but now I feel more and more true.

Such a reaction made Nanwan feel nervous.

"Then I'll sleep with you." Han Qiyao said it directly.

This sentence made Nanwan, who was still in the fright before, suddenly regained his mind and looked at his almost ambiguous posture sitting on Han Qiyao. The embarrassment became more and more obvious.

If you don't want to, Nanwan will struggle to get down.

Han Qiyao is very light to ask: "now not afraid of mice?"

As the voice dropped, Nanwan almost screamed. Han Qiyao pinched Nanwan's waist tightly: "hold tight."

"Nanwan":.... "

Then Han Qiyao stood up and walked directly to the room next door. He put Nanwan on the big bed. He was nervous and wanted to let go, but he was afraid.

"Not here." Han Qiyao's voice is very gentle, "the next room, I will deal with clean, OK?"

"Really?" Nanwan asked.

"Well." Han Qiyao gave a positive answer, "if not, I'll take you to the hotel."

Nan Wan stopped talking.

The word "Hotel" is still ambiguous.

This time, she was honest down, before that kind of direct stimulation in the relaxation, also not so restless. As a result, Han Qiyao did not mean to leave.

South evening bar chirp, want to speak, but Han Qiyao has very naturally interrupted her words: "sleep, you sleep, I will deal with it."

Nanwan: "what --"

"or are you not afraid of mice?" Han Qiyao raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Nanwan":.... "

How can you not be afraid, is afraid to die, OK! Even for a moment, Nanwan had the illusion that Han Qiyao was intentional, deliberately adding fuel to the fire in her own fear, so that she had no right to resist.

Finally, she was held in her arms by this man. Gradually, Han Qiyao's familiar breath was in her breath, and her sharp and angular facial lines were in her eyes.

In the dim yellow light, less fierce day, more gentle.

Han Qiyao didn't say a word or do anything about Nanwan. He just gently calmed the mood of Nanwan and patted it.

Before that sleepy feeling, once again swept.

Han Qiyao's hand did not stop until the little woman in his arms completely relaxed and went into deep sleep. Han Qiyao got up quietly.He cleaned up and dealt with the last thing in his hand, and then went to Nanwan to clean up the mice hidden in the dark.

After that, Han Qiyao took a bath and went straight back to his room.

Obviously, Nanwan's sleeping appearance is very bad. The quilt has been rolled up long time ago, and the straight legs are exposed. In the air, the skirt of the nightdress has been lifted up, and the spring light is suddenly released.

Han Qiyao was caught off guard by such a picture.

Men's intuitive emotions are constantly tumbling over the river. However, the originator is like a person who has nothing to do, sleeping deeply in the big bed.

I really want to catch a mouse and throw it on the bed.

All of a sudden, Han Qiyao began to miss that Nanwan, who held himself tightly in his arms. At least it was not like this now. You can see, but you can't touch Nanwan.

When he met Nanwan, it was probably retribution.

Finally, after turning over, Nan Wan curled himself up to one side and finally made room for Han Qiyao. Han Qiyao lay down and just lay down. The next second later, Nanwan turned and hugged him.

She chuckled for a while and her saliva flowed down: "sister, you are back."

Han Qiyao:

Think of him as Nanchu? We should think about this account tomorrow and how to calculate it.

This night, South night sleep heavy, Han Qiyao in addition to smoothly holding the South evening, and no sleep, on the contrary, such a restless mood more and more obvious.

Touch, but can't eat, for men's willpower, is really a test.

Han Qiyao tossed and turned until dawn.

……

The next day.

When he woke up in the South evening, Han Qiyao was still sleeping, but his hand was particularly domineering around his waist, motionless.

Soon, Nanwan found that it was only when he saw another bed with Han Qiyao today that his surprise was far less than that of yesterday morning.

It seems that in the shortest time, you can adapt to everything that is related to this person.

This is also the first time in Nanwan. When Han Qiyao was sleeping, he looked at people's faces closely.

Compared with men like Lu Xiao and Shen Feng, Han Qiyao is not really handsome. However, the combination of his facial features makes people feel hot, masculine and full of security.

In particular, this person slightly pursed thin lip appearance, with a bit of fierce, that is the upper level only have the appearance.

While sleeping, Han Qiyao's brows are always tightly knit together, which always makes people feel that he has never relaxed in his sleep.

Almost subconsciously, Nanwan tried to smooth Han Qiyao's frown.

However, when the hand reached mid air, Nanwan stopped like this.

She was afraid that Han Qiyao would suddenly wake up, which would only make Nanwan feel extremely unnatural and embarrassing.

Finally, she carefully put her hand back, but Mou Guang did not leave Han Qiyao.

Nanwan thought that while Han Qiyao was asleep, she would not be found by this person by kissing her gently.

If I really think so, I really do it. I don't even have time to think too much. Nanwan's lips have been pasted on Han Qiyao's skin.

That obviously came out of the scum, stabbing the South night some pain.

She shrunk a little, and then she left immediately. Suddenly, Han Qiyao moved, and the heartbeat of Nanwan would stop.

The next second, Han Qiyao just frowned and didn't mean to wake up.

That's what makes Nan Wan feel relieved.

She carefully took Han Qiyao's hand out of his waist, then stuffed the pillow in, and then crept away.

At the moment Nanwan left, Han Qiyao's eyes opened.

His sleep was very light. How could he not know what Nanwan had done to him. Han Qiyao was just waiting for Nanwan to take the initiative. As a result, he was waiting for Nanwan's initiative, although it was somewhat unsatisfactory.

Han Qiyao is also very clear, he wants to wake up in such a cold, South party was scared into what.

He gave a low smile.

Han Qiyao relaxed for a moment, then turned to sleep again.

After leaving the bedroom, Nanwan quickly put himself in order, but he didn't change his clothes. He coiled his hair so casually and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

During the past few days when she was ill, Han Qiyao has always been the one who works. Instead, she has become the one who eats and waits for death.

She always felt that she should do something for Han Qiyao.

Nanwan thinks that the only thing that can be done and can be done is to cook porridge and make some early dishes. This is what Nanwan practiced when Han Meixin was here.

But when she cooked for Han Qiyao, it was quite different from Han Meixin.

That feeling of caution and tension is obvious.

It's like doing something he likes to the most favorite person. He always seems to be careful, for fear that he won't get the appreciation of the other party.Finally, after a flurry, Nanwan successfully prepared breakfast.

It's just the dishes that I prepared. It looks terrible, but at least I've tasted it in Nanwan and I think it's not bad. It's just that in front of Han Qiyao, Nanwan always feels a little incompetent.

Just as Nanwan was looking down, suddenly, Han Qiyao had already stood behind Nanwan, standing naturally and copying a bag with one hand: "did you make it?"

"Ah?" Nanwan was really surprised,

when he saw Han Qiyao standing behind him, Nanwan childishly covered Han Qiyao's sight: "don't look, it's ugly."

Han Qiyao took Nan Wan's hand out of his hand and held it in his palm with his back hand. With his other hand, he picked up a chopstick and tasted it.

South evening because of Han Qiyao's action, instantly became nervous.

Han Qiyao ate slowly, then said: "the taste is very good."

Nan Wan's eyes brightened up: "really?"

"Well, very good." Han Qiyao was outspoken, "otherwise you try?"

Nan Wan: "I tried."

"What about that?" Han Qiyao suddenly asked.

Nanwan Leng for a moment, looking at Han Qiyao, so caught off guard by the kiss up, in such astonishment, the deeper the kiss.

South evening is against the Liuli platform, passively bear such a kiss.

But gradually, the habit of people is south evening, South night's hand unconsciously around the column of this person's waist, let this person pressure on their own body.

Soon, the decadent music overflowed from the red lips, and it was very beautiful.

Han Qiyao's breath also became heavy. His hands, which were still on the edge of Liuli platform, became more unrestrained. The more reckless he was, the more he was hot and dry.

When Han Qiyao held that piece of soft with his big hand --

suddenly, the mobile phone on Liuli station vibrated.

That's Nanwan.

South evening this just from such a beautiful scenery to struggle out, quickly pushed away Han Qiyao: "my mobile phone rings."

Han Qiyao's hoarse hum voice, turned around, seemed to be calming his breathing.

When the heavy breath came, Nanwan held the mobile phone with sweat, and even didn't look at the caller ID, it had been picked up.

"Dr. Nan, it's me." Han Meixin's cheerful voice came.

Nanwan returned to her mind: "Mei Xin, are you happy at the weekend camp?"

"Happy." Han Meixin chirped, "a lot of children do handicrafts together, play games together, and sleep in a room at night. It's great."

……

Han Meixin is talking about all kinds of things happened in the weekend camp. She is very excited.

South evening very quiet listening, the corner of the mouth unconsciously curved.

Until Han Qiyao came back again, he asked in a low voice, "Meixin?"

Nanwan made a noise and didn't say much.

But Han Mei's heart ear sharp hear: "South doctor, I hear daddy's voice, daddy is in your house?"

In a word, he asked Nan Wan's face red. For a while, he didn't know how to answer Han Meixin's question.

To be honest, Nan Wan feels that she can't stand all kinds of problems of Han Meixin. Lying is not always her strong point, so she can only keep silent in the end.

Han Yaonan seems to have taken the phone late.

"Meixin." Han Qiyao's voice came, "do you remember to call in the morning? Isn't it a weekend camp? I'll get you back if you don't care? "

After a few words, Han Qiyao blocked all Han Meixin's curiosity.

Han Meixin angrily hung up the phone.

Han Qiyao calmly received the mobile phone and gave it back to Nanwan.

Nanwan was stunned.

At least she couldn't be so straightforward. When facing Han Meixin, she didn't have any way. It was impossible for her to be as agile as Han Qiyao.

"Meixin often has some nonsense things. When you don't want to answer, you should be straightforward. Her reflection arc is not so long, so she won't be so angry."

Han Qiyao explained.

Nanwan thought about it and shook her head: "I can't do it."

"That's why you've been eaten to death by Maxine." What Han Qiyao said was direct.

"Nanwan":.... "

After that, Han Qiyao went out with his breakfast. After returning to his senses, he took his chopsticks and spoon and took out the rest.

A breakfast, but also eat quietly.

……

Nanwan seems to be used to Han Qiyao's time together. He doesn't mean to talk about anything. But occasionally, when he looks up, the two people's eyes light up, always with a bit of heat.In the end, it was Nan Wan who bowed his head.

Han Qiyao is always the one who seems to have nothing happened.

South night, the rest of the corner of his eyes looking at this person, the brain is these days charming kiss, one is an accident, then the second, the third time?

From time to time, Han Qiyao's words linger in Nanwan's ears.

The reality is unreal.

What broke the silence was that after dinner, Han Qiyao was preparing to meet Han Meixin with Nanwan.

Han Qiyao's phone rang as he went out.

This time, Han Qiyao didn't immediately pick it up. Instead, he looked at the constant vibration of his mobile phone and his eyes were low.

Nan Wan's heart suddenly became uneasy.

She said subconsciously, "your cell phone rings."

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