Mr. Han’s girlfriend?

Xu Yanwan was stunned for a moment and soon realized that before she could answer, Jiang Wenwen immediately said, "His girlfriend, come to find Mr. Han every day, either bring this or that. A woman lives without any self. If you ask her to come to work in Han's family, she will probably have nothing."

Jiang Wenwen shook his head while saying that, with a very disgusting expression.

"Han...General's girlfriend?

Does she come often?”

Xu Yanwan asked inadvertently, with a trace of pain passing through her eyes. Although she had guessed that he already had a girlfriend, now when she heard news about his girlfriend from others, Xu Yanwan still felt a little uncomfortable when she heard about her girlfriend from others.

"I come here often, almost every day. Mr. Han has never had a girlfriend for so many years. I guess this little girl wants to show off."

"show off?"

Xu Yanwan didn't understand why: "Why?"

Jiang Wenwen glanced at her, stood up and patted her shoulder: "Look at you little girl, why are you so simple?

What is our Mr. Han?

How many people in the company want to be Mr. Han’s girlfriend. If you can win Mr. Han, don’t you show off?”

"Is that true?"

Xu Yanwan thought about it carefully and felt that there seemed to be nothing to show off. She even said to herself: "Isn't it because of the two of them being together? "

"Oh my god, your idea is so simple. Where can I have any clean feelings in this world?

On the surface, they seem to be in love, but in fact?

If Mr. Han had nothing, and had no status today, he was just an ordinary man, would you see that there would be so many girls who like him?"

After saying that, Jiang Wenwen continued: "Which girls don't look at money when looking for a partner now?

Who would marry a useless man and endure hardships?

Love is not the supreme thing, money is after marriage.”

Xu Yanwan: "..."                                                            �

So, don't think of people too sacred.

You, you have to work hard, I have something to deal with, so you can go out first."

"Okay Sister Wenwen, then I'll go out first."

After leaving the office, Xu Yanwan stood against the wall, and she fell silent, and the words Jiang Wenwen said to her were echoing in her mind.

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

As long as two people like each other, they can surpass everything that is impossible, and then they will be together and hold each other's hands tightly.

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

Is this true?

Is it possible?

Xu Yanwan raised her head, her eyes a little suspicious.

Is it possible for the person Han Qing likes to do this?

*                                                               

I met Su Jiu on the way.

When Su Jiu saw her, he squeezed his eyes at her.

"Come to find Mr. Han again?"

When Su Jiu joked about him at first, Xiaoyan always blushed and shy, but after more times like this, Xiaoyan's skin gradually became thicker.

Just like now, when Su Jiu teased her, Xiaoyan raised her eyebrows and curled her lips and asked, "Yes, I'm here to harass him again. Will there be any today?"

"There is no meeting, but he will go to negotiate a contract in person in fifteen minutes, so... you know."

"Fifteen minutes?"

"Yes, fifteen minutes should be enough to drink the soup I brought."

Su Jiu pointed to the insulation bucket she brought, and Xiaoyan pursed her lips awkwardly, "Then I'll go there first."

"Go."

Xiaoyan went to the office with the insulation bucket.

Although the two were already very familiar with each other, Xiaoyan still followed the rules of knocking on the door and waited until he said he would enter.

After entering, Xiao Yan quietly put the insulation bucket on the table where he worked. Han Qing raised his head and saw that it was her, he said, "If you come in from now on, you can come in directly."

There is nothing he can hide from her in his work.

Xiao Yan said cringibly: "It's okay, I'm just used to it. I'll knock on the door wherever I go."

After saying that, she opened the lid of the insulation bucket and said, "I heard from Secretary Su that you are going to go out later?"

"Um."

"I've stewed chicken soup for you. You can drink a bowl first. You should be very tired recently."

When Xiaoyan wanted to pour it, she found that she forgot to bring the bowl over. She raised her head and said a little apologetically: "I forgot to bring the bowl. I'm sorry... I had to bring it when I went out, but..."                                                                                                �

"Or I'll go to the cafeteria downstairs to ask if there is any."

After saying that, Xiaoyan turned around and left, her wrist tightened, and Han Qing pulled her back and crashed into his arms without warning.

Before she could react, her chin was pinched by a pair of big hands, and her eyes turned black, and Han Qing's thin lips pressed on her.

"Um."

Xiaoyan's eyes widened, slightly surprised, her eyes flashed.

Because she didn't expect Han Qing would suddenly pull her over and kiss her, and when she wanted to get the bowl, what's wrong?

Han Qing's kiss was very gentle. At first, it fell on her lips like the wind, pecking her lips gently, but as time went by, his thin lips turned from cold to fierce, and his breath was unsteadily spitting on her face. His big hand directly pressed the back of her head and pried open her teeth.

Xiaoyan's feeling gradually became intoxicated from surprise. She closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled gently.

In fact, after they were together, they kissed quite frequently. Xiaoyan had never been in a relationship before, so she didn't know if other men would be like Han Qing.

Passionate, direct, and unconcealed.

So every time Han Qing kisses, the feeling that Xiaoyan gives is different.

Sometimes, he is pity, but sometimes he is gentle, sometimes he is fierce and contains strong emotions and needs.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xiaoyan felt that her breathing was a little uncomfortable, so she reached out to push Han Qing’s shoulder.

Han Qing was unmoved at first, but Xiaoyan pushed again. He stopped helplessly, then bit Xiaoyan's lower lip and sighed softly.

"After so many times, why can't I breathe by myself?"

After he said this, Xiaoyan's expression suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but because the two of them were still leaning against each other, she didn't dare to speak, so she could only reach out and push him slightly.

Han Qing then stepped back and touched her with his forehead.

"What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!