Chapter 291 (2/2)

However, just came to her side, was stopped.

Tang Xiaoyan sniffed and looked coldly: ”Miss Han, what can I do for you?”

Han xiaduo brow deep lock: ”when did you come back.”

”My husband didn't say that last night.”

Han xiaduo's face was stunned: ”your husband?”

”Yes Tang Xiaoyan's aversion to Han xiaduo has reached the point where he doesn't want to say a word more. He doesn't even bother to look at it. ”Good animals don't get in the way, please let them go.”

”You Han xiaduo look mutation, ”Tang Xiaoyan, you don't toast, don't drink.”

”A toast? I don't drink. ” At that time, she felt guilty because the cup fell down and Han xiaduo was seriously injured. She didn't want to have a direct conflict with her. However, her provocations again and again have made people intolerable, so Tang Xiaoyan's look has become chilly. ”I tell you, Han xiaduo, I've been enduring you for a long time!”

See Han xiaduo so stubborn, Tang Xiaoyan temper also really come up, push her away, ”you can't love yourself a little, don't always do these boring things, OK? You can't eat rice so many times, and you can't learn well, can you! Fu Yunqian is already a man of mine. Can you stop trying to get involved? If you force me again, I will never be polite to you! Don't toast, don't drink, don't be shameless! ”

When she finished, she looked up and saw a slender man with black eyes and a smile. The corner of her mouth was leaning against the door frame

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Han xiaduo was pushed to the ground by Tang Xiaoyan, just at the man's feet, but the man didn't even look at it, so he walked up to Tang Xiaoyan and stared at her face. Dark eyes with a deep smile: ”let's go, take you don't want to be touched by other men back.”

Tang Xiaoyan was frightened by the wind, but he had come to her safely, and his hand was naturally on her shoulder, gently taking her forward. The corner of her lips was bent, and the swelling impatience that was originally influenced by Han xiaduo suddenly was easily appeased, comfortable and happy.

Out of the hotel, back to the car, he did not speak, but Tang Xiaoyan feel that he is in a good mood.

In fact, she is also in a good mood. In her eyes, Han xiaduo is not afraid. It's not because they wear wedding rings, or because he says she's his lover, but because she thinks it in her heart. He can grow up to be a good enough woman to match him, and will not be looked down upon because of her major and her background.

Back to the hotel on the way, all the way is downtown, red and white, commercial buildings, street traffic, lively.

The silhouette of Tang Xiaoyan's side face is reflected on the window, with a touching beauty.

All of a sudden, her hand on her big leg was held in the palm of her hand and put on her big leg.

The simple action made Tang Xiaoyan's heart throb. What's more, he took her hand and rubbed it back and forth on his big leg. Tang Xiaoyan gave him a look. His thigh muscles are hard and strong. Even if he is sitting like this, it's clear lines and hard as iron. His range of motion is bigger and bigger. She hissed and pushed his palms away with her hands: ”concentrate on driving!”

He smiles, showing the straight nose and the simple line of chin, in the window flashing neon looming. Then the obedient hand was put back on the steering wheel.

Tang Xiaoyan couldn't help looking at the man beside him.

Now the weather is still cold. It hasn't been long since I opened the car. There is a thin layer of frost on the car window. A mist eliminator is opened on the front bumper to melt the mist.

Fu Yunqian is wearing a gray shirt today, which makes his eyes more clean and mature. The hand on the steering wheel is also slender.

Hand is a person's second face, because it is used in so many places that most people like to look at their hands as well as their faces. Fu Yunqian's hand was still holding Tang Xiaoyan. She always knew that his hand bones were elegant and his palms were dry. But she had never seen it in depth in these years, except for the first contact and careful touch.

The hands in front of him are as white as his skin. At first glance, they are slender and powerful. But just beautiful and delicate words are not enough to describe him. His hands are like his people. His fingers are slender, sharp and symmetrical. He can be called a man.

Tang Xiaoyan took a closer look, and suddenly found that there was a hidden wound at the tiger mouth of his right hand. If he did not pay attention, he would not pay attention. But if he looked carefully, it was very shocking.

She subconsciously grabbed his hand, Fu Yunqian sighed: ”Miss, drive, sit well.””Why didn't you say you had to sit down when you started to do something to me?”