Master Ye's Second Marriage

No matter what she thought it was her dream, or what, Han Qing never realized what she wanted to say.

The final result is, Xiaoyan is not happy, a force to his body drilling.

Her idea now is, it's her own dream.

In reality, she can't take him, how about in the dream?

So Xiaoyan began to find all kinds of trouble to Han Qing.

"You villain, I asked you to say a few nice words, you are not willing to, so you still dare to come to my dream? You left me in the daytime, I dare not look for you in reality, now I'll count it all back! "

Her hands and feet constantly pick and pull on Han Qing's body, Han Qing can only hide at the same time, but after a while she is still like an octopus hanging on his body, hands around his neck.

"Villain, you don't say a word, leave me, apologize!"

Han Qing was a little tired by her. She looked down at her and said, "didn't you ask the shop assistant to tell me that you left first?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyan immediately glared at her eyes: "I told you to go, you go? Don't you know that girls like duplicity best? Especially to the people you like

Han Qing:

He really doesn't know.

How can he guess a woman's mind?

"I don't care. You just left me. I'll settle with you!"

Xiaoyan looked at the beautiful face in front of him. He had already refused himself. She would kiss him again in the dream, isn't it too much?

At the thought of this, Xiaoyan pouts her lips high and goes to Han Qing.

Han Qing's face changed. Don't open your face. His soft lips were printed on his face.

"Ah, ah, no hiding!" Xiao Yan didn't kiss her as she wished, and cried out angrily, and then she would kiss again.

Han Qing pinched her chin, so that she can't mess, cold voice: "again, I'll knock you out."

Xiao Yan stopped and didn't make any more noise. She just recovered the poor and tearful appearance. She sat back on the bed, put out her hand to wipe her tears and cried: "I'm really miserable. No matter in reality or in dream, you are not good to me."

She wiped away the tears from her face and turned her back.

"You go."

Han Qing:

Looking at her small back curled up into a ball, Han Qing didn't know what to say at the moment, but sighed: "you lie back, cover the quilt, and I'll leave."

Xiaoyan sat still until Han Qing came to take her hand. She roared like an explosion: "you don't want to come to my dream, OK? I let you go. Who makes you care about me? Don't be hypocritical here. Didn't you feel happy when you left me during the day? Now who are you going to show it to? "

Listen to words, Han Qing's eyes suddenly become cold a few minutes, see small Yan's heart shaking.

Isn't this a dream? Why does Han Qing feel so real to her? Can't the precious Han Qing be manipulated and controlled by her thoughts in her dream?

Isn't that great?

Xiao Yan didn't dare to speak.

"I didn't leave."

Han Qing narrowed her eyes and said in a cold voice.

Xiaoyan was also stunned in situ: "no, didn't go? This How is that possible? You, you lied to me

Her voice suddenly rose, and her face was unbelievable: "when the clerk came back to tell me, you said you left without looking back!"

At that time, she felt so sad that he didn't even want to wait for himself to go back. Then he must not like himself and hate himself very much.

But now, he told himself that he didn't leave.

How could that be possible?

He didn't go. Where did he go?

However, the latter question xiaoyangen could not have asked, because after she said those words, Han Qing realized what he had just said. He closed his eyes and pushed Xiaoyan back to bed to cover the quilt.

"You are tired. Have a rest."

Xiaoyan still wants to struggle again, but probably because of the sequela of fever, she actually began to be tired, and her eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

She resisted the thought of closing her eyelids and murmured to herself, "no, you can make it clear to me..."

"If you don't speak clearly, you don't want to leave..." Xiao Yan grabs his sleeve and doesn't want to let go.

At the end of the day, her voice grew weaker and weaker, and the strength of her grip on his sleeve faded.

After Han Qing saw her fall asleep, she felt relieved and smoothed her wrinkled clothes before leaving the room.

When Han Qing came out, he just ran into Han Muzi standing at the door.

When brother and sister's eyes collide, Han Muzi's eyes are full of doubt and inquiry.

This look

Han Qing is suddenly not sure when she came, how much she saw and heard what happened in the room just now.However, he did not want to explain the meaning, pursed thin lips and then said to Han Muzi: "take a rest early, the doctor has left."

"Oh." Han Muzi nodded and subconsciously looked at Xiaoyan who was already asleep inside, and then looked at Han Qing: "you..." action

Han Qing's eyes and expression are light, and walk steadily back to his room.

So to the lips of the words so was hanmuzi to swallow back.

Forget it, she still don't say too much. It's not good for her sister to intervene too much in some things.

What's more, emotion is not something she can intervene in.

Fate has its own destiny.

Whether Xiaoyan and Han Qing can achieve the right result is not what she says that will change.

However, she didn't know much about what happened in the room just now. When she came, she only heard a few words, which probably started when she asked Han Qing why she left her alone.

Then Han Qing said no.

After that, Han Muzi, like Xiaoyan, had doubts.

If Han Qing didn't leave early, where did he go? Why did Xiaoyan cry in the street later, he didn't come out to stop it? Is it really because he said before that he wanted to make her sober.

Long pain is better than short pain?

Thinking about it, Han Muzi thought more and more headache, simply did not think of anything.

On the other side,

was received by Xiaomi Dou of weichi's house. Soon after entering, she saw song an, who was sitting on the sofa. She was still wearing black glasses, her hands were around her chest, and her legs were cocked. She was not easy to be provoked.

Wei Chi Jin sat not far away from her side, and song An Yi contrast, momentum suddenly lost a lot.

"Auntie and grandma ~" Xiaomi Dou called to song an as soon as he saw her.

Song'an, who was still powerful just now, changed into another posture immediately after hearing Xiaomi Dou's call.

She took off her glasses. "Xiaomi Dou?"

But soon, song an found another problem.

"Why are you alone? Where are your parents? "

When Wei Chijin saw Xiaomi Dou, an old man's heart began to beat, but he didn't expect that Xiaomi Dou's first name was song an, and his eyes seemed to have never seen him as an old man.

All of a sudden, Wei Chi Jin was as miserable as a ball that had let out gas.