Chapter 1300

Mr. Han's girlfriend?

Xu Yanwan was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded that before she could answer, Jiang Wenwen immediately said, "his girlfriend, ah, comes to Mr. Han every day, either with this or with that. A woman has no self. If you ask her to work in Mr. Han's family, she may have nothing."

Jiang Wenwen shook his head as he spoke, looking very disgusted.

"Han Total girlfriend? Does she come often? " Xu Yanwan asked casually. There was a touch of pain in her eyes. Although she had guessed that he had a girlfriend for a long time, she was still a little sad when she heard the news about her from other people's ears.

"Often, almost every day. Mr. Han has no girlfriend for so many years. I guess the girl wants to show off."

"Show off?" Xu Yanwan didn't know why

Jiang Wenwen took a look at her, stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "look at you little girl, why are you so simple? What's our status? How many people in the company want to be Mr. Han's girlfriend? If you can win Mr. Han, you can't show off more? "

"Is that so?" Xu Yanwan thought about it carefully. She felt that there was nothing to show off. She even said to herself, "are not two people together because they like each other?"

"Oh, my God, your idea is too simple. Where are the clean feelings in the world? On the surface, it seems that the two love each other, but in fact? If we Han always have nothing, no status today, just an ordinary man, do you think there will be so many girls like him? "

After that, Jiang Wenwen continued: "which girls don't look for money now? Who is willing to marry a useless man and bear hardships with him? Love is not the most important thing. After marriage, money is. "

Xu Yanwan

"That girl, if it's not that Han always has such status, how can she be with him? So, don't think of people as sacred. You have to work hard. I have something to deal with. Go out first. "

"OK, sister Wen, I'll go out first."

After leaving the office, Xu Yanwan stood against the wall. The whole person was silent, and the words Jiang Wenwen told her were echoing in his mind.

In her eyes, she always felt that love was sacred and inviolable.

As long as two people like each other, they can surpass all the impossible, and then hold each other's hand tightly together.

But now she has heard rumors that the girl likes Han Qing's status.

Is that true?

Is it possible?

Xu Yanwan raised her head and looked suspicious.

Is it possible for Han Qing to like this?

*

Xiaoyan didn't know how hard it was to hear when she was pointed at by others. She took the elevator up the stairs and walked to the office with ease.

I met Su Jiu on the way.

As soon as Su Jiu saw her, he squeezed his eyes at her.

"Come to Mr. Han again?"

At the beginning, when Su Jiu teased himself, Xiaoyan always blushed and shy, but after more times like this, Xiaoyan's face gradually became thicker.

Just like now, Su Jiu teases her. Xiaoyan picks her eyebrows, raises her lips and asks, "yes, I'm harassing him again. Is there a meeting today?"

"There's no meeting, but he's going to talk about a contract in 15 minutes, so You know

"Fifteen minutes?"

"Yes, fifteen minutes should be enough for the soup."

Su Jiu pointed to the thermos bucket she was carrying. Xiao Yan pursed her lips awkwardly, "then I'll go first."

"Go ahead."

Xiaoyan went to the office with a heat preservation bucket.

Although they are already familiar with each other, Xiaoyan still follows the rules of knocking on the door, waiting for him to enter.

After entering, Xiaoyan an quietly put the heat preservation bucket on his desk. Han Qing looked up and saw that it was her. He said, "if you come in the future, you don't have to knock. You can come in directly."

There is nothing to hide from her about his work.

Xiaoyan said: "it's OK. I'm just used to it. I'll knock on the door first wherever I go."

After that, she opened the lid of the thermos bucket and said, "I heard Secretary Su say that you are going out later?"

"Well."

"I stewed chicken soup for you. You should have a bowl first. You should be very tired recently."

When Xiaoyan wanted to pour, she found that she had forgotten to bring the bowl. She looked up and said with some regret, "I forgot to bring the bowl. I'm sorry I would have taken it when I went out, but... "

Because she forgot to bring a bowl, Xiaoyan is full of remorse and guilt. She cooked chicken soup to bring it to him. Now he is in a hurry, but he can't find a bowl."Or I'll go downstairs to the canteen and ask if I have one."

With that, Xiaoyan turns and walks away. With a tight wrist, the whole person is dragged back by Han Qing and bumps into his arms without warning.

Before she could react, her chin was pinched by a pair of big hands. In front of her eyes, Han Qing's thin lips were stuck like this.

"Well." Small Yan stares big eyes, slightly surprised, the eye light is twinkling.

Because she didn't expect that Han Qing would suddenly pull her over and kiss her, and when she wanted to get the bowl, it was What's up?

Han Qing's kiss was gentle and fell on her lips like the wind.

Small Yan's feeling also from surprised and slowly intoxicated among them, close eyes, eyelashes gently trembling.

In fact, after they were together, the frequency of kissing was quite frequent. Xiaoyan had never been in love before, so I didn't know if other men would be like Han Qing.

Enthusiasm, directness, no cover up.

So every time he kisses, Han Qing feels different to Xiao Yan.

Sometimes, he is pitiful, but sometimes he is gentle, sometimes he is blazing and full of emotion and needs.

How long did Han Yan push his hand on his shoulder, he didn't know.

Han Qing was not moved at first. Xiaoyan pushed again. He had no choice but to stop. Then he bit Xiaoyan's lower lip and sighed.

"So many times, why can't you breathe by yourself?"

When he said that, Xiaoyan's expression was a little embarrassed, but because they were still leaning on each other, she didn't dare to speak, so she could only reach out and push him a little.

Han Qing retreated and touched her with his forehead.

"What's the matter?"

His voice was very hoarse and his eyes were very deep.