Master Ye's Second Marriage

Han Qing didn't answer.

Xiao Yan looked up at him and found that his lower jaw was a little tight and looked serious.

Are you angry? Or do you think it's embarrassing to hang on him? Xiao Yan has some regrets. Maybe he shouldn't be so willful. What's wrong with him?

She can't follow him. Why does she have to hang it on others?

He is a big man. How shameless he is when he is seen by others like this?

Xiao Yan is still in the mind, the deliveryman has already sent all the things. When he left, he said to Han Qing, "I wish you a happy meal. I'll go first."

Bang!

After the door was closed, Xiaoyan still kept her original posture and nestled in Han Qing's arms. Han Qing also stood still. After a while, Xiaoyan raised her head again and asked weakly, "no, don't you eat?"

She didn't speak, but when she spoke, Han Qing lowered her head and looked at her faintly.

Such eyes, like looking at prey, made her scalp numb.

She blinked her eyes, avoiding his eyes. "I, I'll ask, if you don't eat, well."

The voice just fell, and the blazing breath from far to near, Han Qing bent down and grabbed her lips, while Xiao Yan's back hit the door hard, but it didn't hurt, because Han Qing held out her hand in advance.

The other hand raised her chin, forcing her to bear the full and intense kiss, like rain and rain.

She was like a bud in the wind, destroyed by the storm.

Xiao Yan couldn't think of it. When he went down the stairs, he was calm as if nothing had happened. Later, when he talked to him, he also tightened his face and looked as if he was angry.

Who knows, he's holding his own.

During this period of time, because of the wedding, the two people are always busy, rarely like this intimate, did not expect to be so fierce, Xiaoyan was pressed on the door, almost unable to bear.

However, the good thing is that the fear caused by the events of the day ran clean at this moment. He always could. She was scared very much before, and as a result, she was completely lost in her mind with a kiss.

I don't know how long this kiss lasted. Han Qing finally let her go. Xiaoyan's body has been completely soft, and it depends on Han Qing to hold it. Once he releases her hand, she will surely fall from him.

Han Qing held her and carried her to the sofa, and slowly arranged her clothes and hair. It was clear that his breathing was heavy before, but now he has recovered to be the same as normal people.

Unlike Xiaoyan, her face is still red, under the arrangement of Han Qing, she breathes a little bit quickly, she is embarrassed to look at his eyes.

They sat quietly for nearly five minutes.

"Eat?"

He tried to ask.

Xiao Yan nodded.

"Can I walk by myself?"

After this sentence came out, Xiao Yan immediately climbed down from Han Qing's body and said in a negative voice: "of course you can."

After that, she turned and prepared to walk towards the dining table. As a result, she just turned around and took two steps. Her legs softened. A pair of big hands caught her in time and dragged her back to his arms.

"I'll take you there." Teasing at him, she said, "I don't know how to stand when I'm a little bit hungry."

"Oh." In the face of her explanation, Han Qing just faintly gave a sound, and gently lifted her to the table.

Xiao Yan didn't expect her explanation to exchange for an OH word. She was more entangled in her heart, oh? Oh, what do you mean?

"What I said is true. I have been sleeping since I went out at noon. I didn't eat anything. So I estimated it was a little hypoglycemia just now, so I couldn't stand still. There was no..."

She was still explaining, but Han Qing suddenly raised her eyes and fell on her face, "first drink a bowl of soup?" action

Xiaoyan Leng for a moment, and then see Han Qing gave her a bowl of soup, what do you mean? She explained here, but he didn't take it seriously. How could they all feel that she had no silver of 300 taels here, and the more she painted, the more black she felt?

Think of here, Xiaoyan was angry, "I don't drink, you don't pour for me."

"No more?"

"Yes

He didn't listen to her explanation at all. It was really irritating to let her describe more and more there alone.

Han Qing pursed her thin lips and stared at her. She didn't know what she was thinking. She just looked at his appearance as if she was making some kind of decision.

After a while, he suddenly put down the bowl and began to unbutton his suit.

Xiao Yan didn't take it seriously. He thought he just wanted to take off his coat to eat. But who knows he put his coat in the chair next to him and began to unbutton his shirt inside.At first, Xiaoyan didn't move. When he untied the third button above and continued to pick up the fourth one, she realized the wrong place.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to drink it?" After finishing the fourth button, Han Qing said faintly, "let's continue what we just did."

His expression was dull, as if he were talking about a common thing.

Xiao Yan is nervous because of what he said. If you don't drink soup, you have to continue? What's the reason? She said immediately, "no, I can't. I want to eat."

Then open the lid and put out the food inside.

Listen to words, Han Qing's hand movements, squint at her.

"Hungry?"

"Mm-hmm!" Xiaoyan nodded. She was really hungry, and the most important reason was that she couldn't have a roommate with Han Qing now. She was pregnant and had been frightened in the past two days. If she roomed with him again, she was afraid that her fetus would be unstable.

In fact, she didn't worry about this problem before. After all, Han Qing seems to be relatively indifferent and is not keen on this aspect. Except for the trip abroad, she never had a relationship with him.

In fact, Xiaoyan is not so keen on this aspect. She is just strange because she heard that men have deep expectations for people they like, but Han Qing's performance is not like this. Even on that night abroad, he was drugged and could control himself very well.

Sometimes, Xiao Yan doesn't know whether he is good at self-control or not interested in her.

But she did not doubt his feelings for himself. She could feel his love for himself and his heart. After all, except for those things, he showed his desire for himself in other aspects.

Maybe he just has good self-control?

Or, he is older, so he is not able to do that?