Chapter 1173

Just a glance, Han Qing will withdraw his eyes.

He pursed his lips and coolly pressed his voice: "if your clothes are dirty, change your clothes first, and then have breakfast."

Xiaoyan didn't know what to say. She felt clumsy and nodded a little sad.

Han Qing took her to the bathroom and handed her a dark shirt.

When she took it over, Xiaoyan felt ashamed. She quickly hid in the bathroom, took off her wet clothes and put on the shirt Han Qing gave her.

It's the one she wore last time. When she saw this shirt, Xiaoyan thought that she hung it in the bathroom after she changed it last time. She didn't wash it all night.

I feel embarrassed when I think about it.

Today, she is wearing a dark skirt. If you put the shirt into the skirt, it can make a suit.

After Xiaoyan changed, she hid in the bathroom and washed her dirty clothes. When she opened the door and was ready to come out, she saw Han Qing standing by the door waiting for her.

Xiaoyan was startled, "you, how are you here?"

Han Qing took a look at her and found that she had put on her shirt, and she still had the dirty dress in her hand. It was probably washed inside, so she had some water on her sleeve now.

Think of just her clothes wet scene, Han Qing Mou color slightly heavy a few minutes, Adam's apple rolled roll, to her hand.

"The coat has been washed? Give it to me

Listen to words, small Yan subconsciously will want to hand out clothes, want to hand back.

"No, I don't have to. I'll just dry it myself."

Han Qing said with a low smile, "what are you afraid of? You've worn my clothes for the second time. I'll help you dry them. Are you afraid? "

“……”

She hesitated for a while, or handed his clothes in the past, Han Qing took it and went to the balcony, Xiaoyan followed her step by step.

Then she watched Han Qing dry her clothes for her. I don't know why, when she saw his slender knuckles sliding over the cloth of her clothes, Xiaoyan always felt a special feeling in her heart,

when he finished drying, her ears had quietly floated a layer of pink.

Xiao Yan turns around red faced and is ready to sneak out before he turns around. Han Qing takes a big step and catches up with her, then clasps her arm.

"Go down to breakfast."

"Oh, oh."

"In fact, you don't have to be so nervous. As I said just now, you don't have to be careful in front of me. We are now friends and girlfriends."

Han Qing suddenly opened his mouth again, provoking a topic.

"If you are really afraid of me, then..." Han Qing's hand on her arm gradually moves upward. Xiao Yan is stunned for a moment. Before she can react, she feels that her shoulder is grasped by Han Qing, and then she presses it on the wall beside her.

Xiao Yan suddenly stares at her eyes, and looks at the person in front of her leaning close to her. The warm but flame like smell that has brushed her cheek burns her.

She nervously looked at the person close at hand, lips slightly open, "what's the matter?"

Han Qing pursed his thin lips, and then came close to them, with a low voice.

"If you are so careful again, I can only use some special means to make you not so afraid of me."

"Special Means? " Xiao Yan blinked. Her black eyelashes were shaking like a small fan, as if they were fanning Han Qing's heart.

His heart read a move, tone and mute a bit.

"Yes, it's a special method. Aren't you afraid of me? You can only get used to being close to me. If you get closer, you will get used to it. "

When he spoke, his thin lips were very close to her. Xiaoyan trembled and looked forward to it, but his mouth was stiff.

"Cai, it's not like that. I just..."

"Just to continue the last practice..."

His voice gets lower and lower, closer and closer, and then Xiaoyan's lips were blocked, and her waist was hugged by a pair of big hands. She stood in the same place. After a while, Han Qing grabs Xiaoyan's hands and puts them on his waist. Xiaosi Yan is stunned. Does she want to hold him?

Just react to come over, feel someone will lips back half minutes, dumb voice: "hold me."

Xiaoyan:! "

She was so hot that she wanted to withdraw her hand! When an old man talks about love, he really makes her blind. Originally, when she was together, he was the one who was more active. Who knows that he was together only yesterday. Today, he has already kissed himself several times, and he is so enthusiastic that she is afraid.

However, after a while, Han Yan didn't get away from him, because he didn't put his hand back when he was young.

"Hold me, eh?" Han light voice to coax her, when talking thin lips touched her ears, droop, especially the kind of demagogic taste.

Under his guidance, Xiaoyan relaxes her mood bit by bit, opens her hand and slowly hugs his waist. In fact, Hanqing likes the little girl hugging him.Just like last night in the car, she took the initiative to hold him tightly, that kind of feeling Very real and warm, let him feel the unprecedented palpitation in his life.

But today's little girl is too shy. Her hands around her waist are not tight. Han Qing stares at her shy eyelashes and continues to coax her in a soft voice: "hold on a little more, we'll continue."

Xiao Yan blushed and was shocked by his coquettish spirit. She couldn't help but raise her eyes and glared at him.

"Kiss, kiss, ask so much..."

She complains in a low voice. Her mouth is unforgiving, but she still hugs his waist according to her words. Han Qing is finally satisfied. With a shallow smile on her lips, she lowers her head again.

This exploration is obviously more proficient than yesterday. Originally, Xiaoyan thought that they had never been in love. It should be very difficult to kiss. She would like to discuss it together.

But gradually she discovered something.

Han Qing seems to find a way quickly, but she doesn't have it. She is completely taken away by the other party. He has to be kissed how he wants to. She has no spare power to fight back.

Xiao Yan is a little angry and goes back to kiss her. As a result, she accidentally breaks her lips again.

But this time Han Qing is not moved, just pauses and hugs her more tightly.

Xiaoyan's back is pasted on the cold wall. She only feels that Han Qing's feeling is not quite right.

I don't know how long it took. Xiaoyan just felt weak and weak in front of her eyes. She couldn't stand any longer. It's over She just drank half a glass of milk, and now she is hungry again

When Han Qing released her, Xiao Yan leaned powerlessly in front of him and whispered: "I I feel a little hungry. "

Then I heard someone's low smile. It was beautiful.

"Then go and have breakfast. Eat well. Don't be picky."