In the reception room, when the door was opened, it was quiet. On a winter afternoon, the sun was very warm. In front of the French windows, half of the light was reflected in the room.

The little girl lay quietly on the sofa, covered with her own down jacket, probably because of the cold, so she shrank into a small ball.

This is what Han Qing saw when he went in.

It turned out that he had no place to put his legs on the sofa. Unexpectedly, it just accommodated the little girl's body, making her look a little more petite.

She fell asleep in the reception room, which Han Qing didn't expect.

Before he came, he thought that the little girl might have been impatient to leave. After all, he was surprised that she would suddenly find her.

Because after sending her home that day, she wrote clearly that she didn't want to associate with him any more.

He has always been used to indifference, even if it is a trace of heartbeat, can also be very good to control themselves, not to mention after she said those words to give up him.

If it makes her happy to be far away from him, it can be as she wishes.

Because a lot of emotions are unexpected to him.

Unconsciously, Han Qing is getting closer and closer to the little girl. Finally, he even squats down in front of her and stares at her sleeping face. There is another color in his eyes.

Xiaoyan sleeps in a daze, suddenly feels as if there is a pair of eyes staring at her, that kind of feeling is very strong, probably two people's eyes first on, Xiaoyan because just wake up, eyes are still a little confused, see Han Qing's handsome face suddenly appear in front, heart clapping for a while, the whole person is awake, the body also sat up, covered in the body of feather The suit fell directly to the ground.

"You What are you doing here? "

Because she was nervous, she began to talk again, and became uneasy. Looking at Han Qing squatting in front of her, she reached for her long hair and said, "I, I seem to oversleep."

She was just going to wake up after a short sleep, but she didn't expect to sleep so deeply.

Thinking, Han Qing opened his mouth lightly.

"Don't sleep in the waiter later."

Xiaoyan

Does he dislike that her sleeping here affects her image? After all, this is his VIP reception room, and she is not a VIP.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyan could only bite her lower lip awkwardly, "sorry, I..."

She just said that she didn't mean it, but Han Qing added one.

"It's winter. I'll catch cold when I sleep here. If I want to sleep, I can go to the rest room."

Xiao Yan just wanted to pick up her things and stood up. After hearing this, she Stop the action, and then look up in surprise to Han Qing, eyes with a little surprise.

She didn't know what to say and didn't have the courage to look into Han Qing's eyes. She could only glance around and suddenly saw the bag on the table.

Yes, she brought Ramen to Han Qing, let him eat Ramen to ease the atmosphere.

"Didn't you ask me to deliver you takeout? I sent it for you. This... "

Before her words were finished, Han Qing suddenly moved forward a few minutes, so close to the place where she could breathe. Xiao Yan stood still, staring at him with wide eyes.

"What, what?"

"All right?" His eyes calmly studied her cheek, looking at the swollen side of Xiaoyan before. Xiaoyan stepped back without any trace and nodded: "well, it's all right."

"And the legs? Is that all right? "

Inexplicably, Xiaoyan felt that when the other party asked this sentence, she was very strong. It seemed that she didn't believe it. She nodded dryly and continued to admit it.

"All right."

"All right?"

Xiao Yan did not dare to answer the words, and with a guilty heart, she did not open her eyes. In fact, when she walked, her leg still hurt, but it didn't hurt as much as the first day. Now the pain is what she can bear.

"It seems that if you don't do well, you'll run around?" Han Qing frowned and lowered her head to roll up her trousers to check the wound. Xiao Yan pressed his hand to stop him. "Don't look. Today is the third day. Although it's still a little painful, it's almost OK. My bones are OK. They're just skin injuries. It's ok."

Her hand was on the back of Han Qing's warm hand. Han Qing noticed that her hand was only half the size of his own, and he could wrap her two hands in the palm with one big hand.

Xiaoyan saw that he didn't speak, looked at his hand, and then hurriedly drew it back.

"Yes, I'm sorry. You'd better eat. I'll bring you some takeout."

Xiaoyan quickly stands up and takes the ramen bowl out of the bag. Looking at her nervous appearance, Han Qing stands up and sits down on the opposite sofa.

After opening the lid, Xiaoyan saw that all the Ramen were soft and cold.

So she quickly put the lid back.

"That It's not good to put things for too long. You'd better not eat them. "Listen to words, Han Qing micro frown, "taste bad?"

Xiaoyan nodded.

Thinking of the little girl waiting to fall asleep in the reception room, Han Qing glanced at the Ramen in her hand and explained in a low voice, "I'm not picky about food."

The implication is that I don't care if it tastes good or not. I can eat it.

Xiaoyan, of course, understood and shook her head.

"Even if you're not picky, it's cold. I'll take it and throw it away."

With that, Xiaoyan puts the Ramen box into the bag, and Han Qing moves with her, faster than her. She takes the Ramen box she is going to throw away and puts it in front of her.

"You don't really want to eat, do you? How long you've been in the meeting, how long you've been soaking the noodles. I just touched the temperature. It's totally cold and can't be eaten. "

Just now, she was also in a hurry, and would open her mouth to let him eat. If Han Qing really wanted to eat, she would really regret it.

Han Qing sat down and lifted the lid again. As she said, the noodles were rotten and there was no temperature in the winter. She really couldn't eat them.

However, how can you let the little girl down?

Now, at least, he doesn't want to fail.

Think of here, Han Qing began to remove chopsticks, Xiaoyan watching, his action is very elegant chopsticks, slow, and finally a chopsticks ramen.

Xiaoyan bit her lower lip: "you will eat a bad stomach."

Before he put the Ramen into his mouth, Xiaoyan still couldn't help rushing over and hugging his hand: "it's really bad for your stomach. Don't eat it."

Han Qing

The hand holding chopsticks was held by her, and the little girl's soft body half depended on him. Han Qing looked at her slightly, and finally let go: "OK, then don't eat."