Immediately, he jumped with fright.

Bada -

Han Qing feels wrong and quickly turns on the switch in the room.

Soon full room bright, two people's eyes in the air, see Han Qing, small Yan flustered uneasy heart shock for a while, and then gradually settle down.

Han Qing saw that Xiaoyan's hair was wet and messy, and her expression was pale. He strode toward her.

"What's the matter?"

Han Qing sits down beside the bed. When her hand touches Xiaoyan, she shakes, and then subconsciously avoids his touch.

After that, Xiaoyan realized that she was acting too obviously, and reluctantly pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"You're off work? I, I didn't cook tonight. You, you or you can order some takeout and eat whatever you like. "

"Don't say that yet." Han Qing holds her hand. After touching it, he finds that her clothes are a little greasy. After checking her back, Han Qing finds that her clothes have been wet with sweat. Then he frowns: "what's the matter? Are you sick? "

"No, No." Xiao Yan's breathing was not so smooth. She shook her head and replied, "I, I just had a nightmare. When I woke up, I was a little afraid. Just as you opened the door, I was even more scared when it came in."

Her explanation can make sense, but her frightened eyes tell Han Qing that things are not so simple.

But at the moment, she was frightened. If she asked again, it might make her constantly recall and deepen her fear.

As soon as he made a decision, Han Qing didn't continue to ask. Instead, he turned to open the wardrobe and took a clean set of clothes for Xiao Yan. "Don't think too much. It's just a dream. It's cold now. If you wear wet clothes, you'll catch a cold. Change the clothes first. Let's talk about it."

"Good."

When Xiaoyan went to pick up her clothes, her hands were still shaking. Han Qing sipped her thin lips and didn't say anything.

When Xiaoyan changes clothes, Han Qing turns his back, picks up the remote control and raises the temperature a little bit. Then he stands for a while and hears the little girl behind him whisper, "change it."

Han Qing turns around.

When it's time to change clothes, Xiaoyan turns her mood better. When she looks at him, her eyes are not as scared as before. Han Qing goes to hold her in her arms.

"Hungry or not? What would you like to eat? "

Although he just came back from the outside, the temperature of his body is very high, and the familiar smell makes Xiaoyan feel very safe. She leaned on him, her hand also subconsciously grasped Han Qing's clothes, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'm a little hungry, but I'm tired."

"Just take care of the food. I didn't let you do it."

"Well." Xiao Yan closed her eyes and thought for a while, shaking her head: "I don't know what to eat. I'm so tired."

"Sit down for a while. I'll order a meal. I'll have it delivered later."

"Good."

Then she has been lying in Han Qing's arms, shut her eyes, with Han Qing in the future, those terrible pictures are like the paper was thrown into the shredder, all were smashed clean.

She felt that she was more and more dependent on Han Qing and more and more obsessed with him.

Thinking, Xiaoyan stretched out her hand to hold his thin waist.

Han Qing's eyes moved down, but his face didn't move. He really felt the little girl's uneasiness and fear, but he couldn't ask what was the specific reason now. He could only press his big hand on her shoulder and tap it comfortingly.

After ordering the meal, the little girl was still on her stomach.

They didn't know how long they were holding the same posture, only that when the mobile phone rang later, Xiao Yan clearly heard each other say that the meal was delivered.

"Well, a little bit."

After Han Qing hung up, he looked down at the little girl in his arms and patted her on the back of the head, "get up?"

Xiaoyan shook his head, "don't go, I'm afraid alone."

Maybe it's what happened today, or maybe it's that nightmare that makes her feel scared when she's alone.

"What are you afraid of? Is there a thief in my house? "

"I just don't want to be alone." Xiaoyan said nothing to let go of his waist. Although she knew that she was being mean, she was really scared today. God knows what kind of reason she had to keep when she was in the bathroom to talk to Xu Yanwan?

The more I think about it afterwards, the more I am afraid.

"Do you want to eat?" Han Xi's voice was not clear.

Xiaoyan immediately shook her head: "anyway, I don't want to stay alone, you are not allowed to go."

Each other quiet for a while, chest found a helpless sigh, buckle in the back of her head hand down on her waist, "then you hold more."

Xiaoyan:

Although she had doubts in her heart, she still hugged him hard according to her words. Now he is the only one who can give her a sense of security. She is naturally very obedient if she hugs him more tightly."Hold on, don't fall."

Finish saying, didn't wait for small Yan reaction to come over, Han Qing's hand changed to hold her buttock, a force stood up, and small Yan is holding her waist, hanging on his body.

Because Han Qing stood up, she subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist.

In an instant, the action seems to become a little subtle.

Xiaoyan originally just wanted to find a sense of security, do not want to stay alone, but now such action, how to see all feel strange.

Her face flushed, just want to say something, Han Qing but a light cough, "to get dinner, and then hold some, or later will fall, but very painful."

Listen to words, small Yan in the heart snort, hard to hold his thin waist, like blocking gas, deliberately strangled him, "I won't fall."

Han Qing looks down at him in anger. With a smile, he lowers his head and kisses her on the top of her hair. Then he goes outside.

At first, it was ok, but with such a posture, Xiaoyan felt very embarrassed, especially when she went down the stairs.

However, looking at Han Qing's expressionless face, it seems that she is the only one who feels strange and embarrassed, so she has to lower her head and pretend nothing happened.

Ding -

the waiter seemed impatient and began to ring the doorbell tentatively.

When Han Qing opened the door, the waiter immediately gave a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Han. This is your dinner order."

With that, the waiter's smile froze on his face, because he saw another person in Han Qing's arms who opened the door, and his posture was a little strange.

Until Han Qing's sharp eyes fell on his face, he realized that his reaction was too big and maintained a smile: "do you want me to help Mr. Han send it in?"

"Well."

Han Qing nods coldly, and the waiter brings things in.

During this period, Xiao Yan, with a red face, whispered in Han Qing's arms and said, "otherwise, I'd better come down?"