Chapter 167 Sister Puts You to Sleep

The winner was Yan Qingqing. She was as energetic and radiant as if she had just been blessed with a concubine in the harem. On the other hand, Han Qian was lying on the sofa and covering his face. He was so embarrassed.

I’ve never fought acridine!

Half past five!

It was finally time to get off work. Han Qian ran faster than eating this time. Yan Qingqing was so angry that she was thinking about breaking his legs tomorrow and letting him use a wheelchair.

Who would have thought that this thing actually happened.

Taking a taxi home for the first time, Han Qian had never been so anxious. He didn't want to go anywhere now, he just wanted to go back to his kennel. Only at home was he most relaxed and free.

After all, this is his family and he is the biggest!

When the warmth came home, Han Qian took off his shoes and lay barefoot on the sofa.

Comfortable.

Watching TV with a pillow in my arms, it doesn’t matter what I’m doing, the main thing is to enjoy my freedom.

Although Han Qian is very free in the company, that kind of freedom is a bit boring. Now Yang Lan and Yan Qingqing do not give him any tasks. Yang Lan also wants Han Qian to try not to disturb other people's work in the general department. He is in the general department, Everyone just watched him perform.

Less than ten minutes after watching it, the door rang, and the warmth returned.

Today's warm sister is dressed very simply, jeans, over-the-knee boots, white vest, and leather jacket.

Maybe the white color made her breasts look a bit bigger, but her legs were really long. Nuan Nuan put the dish in her hand at the door and asked while bending over to take off her boots.

"Why is it so early today? Did you leave early again?"

"No, I wanted to go home early, so I took a taxi back."

"Huh? Scrooge is finally willing to spend money on himself? Did he buy another set of clothes? Why is it sportswear again?"

As he spoke, Wen Nuan had already walked to the edge of the sofa, sat on the imperial concubine's couch, and handed Han Qian the Wangzai milk in his hand. Han Qian sat up, opened the can, and handed it to Wen Wen, looking at the clothes and smiling.

"I drank too much yesterday, so I put my clothes on to take a shower and forgot to take them off, so I asked my colleague to buy a set of clothes! As long as you can wear them, drink slowly, I won't compete with you."

Watching the milk flowing down Wen Wen's mouth, Han Qian took out a tissue and wiped the milk from Wen Wen's chin.

After drinking half a can of Warmth in one breath, he breathed a long sigh of relief, turned his head and looked at Han Qian with disdain.

"Just stop drinking as much as you can. A three-year-old can drink better than you, and you have no money, right?"

After saying that, Wen Nuan took out a small wad of cash from the Chanel bag beside him, leaned forward and almost fell on Han Qian's body, took out his wallet from his pocket, put the money in the wallet and kicked Han Qian into it. pocket.

During this period, Wen Nuan did not get up. Sniffing the fragrance of Wen Wen's body, Han Qian smiled bitterly.

"Why do you give me more and more pocket money after the divorce? I still have some money in my hand. Don't I still have a card?"

The warm chest was only five centimeters away from Han Qian's body. If it had been bigger, she might have touched it. She raised her head, looked into Han Qian's eyes with her big eyes, and said seriously.

"You may take pity on someone and sponsor him with your money, but you will never spend it on yourself. If you, a miser, can be so ruthless as to spend money on yourself, you will not be a bad person, Han Qian! Do you know your morality? Kidnapping? You know, you don’t need to be kidnapped. You just got a rope and tied yourself up first. You don’t care about yourself. How pitiful you are if I don’t treat you better.”

"Well...I have a card."

After holding it in for a long time, he said these four words. He sighed weakly, put his hands on Han Qian's legs to prop him up, and then spread his white hands in front of Han Qian.

"Bring it!"

"No! This is all I have. When it comes to the Chinese New Year, can I give you five hundred thousand in one go?"

Wen Nuan sighed helplessly, when will this guy finally wake up? He raised his hand and pointed at the kitchen, saying weakly.

"Go and cook. I haven't even eaten at noon, so I'm waiting for dinner. Han Qian! Why don't you go bring me food at noon? I'm tired of the company's food."

"I have told you how many times I have told you to eat on time. If you don't eat, your stomach will not be able to bear it, and your body will have no nutrients to absorb, and then you will be weak and have no resistance. What will you do if you get sick? Are you afraid of injections? You are afraid of suffering when taking medicine, and the torture is because there is no lunch, so you have to eat on time... more..."

"oops!!!!"

Nuan Nuan sat on the sofa and covered her ears, staring at Han Qian and complaining.

"Why are you nagging more than Lao Wen? I eat and I eat. Stop nagging. You act like an old man. It's annoying to death."

Han Qian turned around and gave Wen Nuan a helpless look, then carried the dishes into the kitchen. After Wen Wen went upstairs to change into a set of home clothes, he seemed to be accustomed to standing outside the kitchen with half of his body exposed and watching the cook wearing an apron. man.

In Nuan Nuan's eyes, Han Qian was at his most charming at this moment.

Serious, focused, only looking at the food in the pot.

Gradually, Wen Nuan became angry. Why did this guy only have food in his eyes and not me? Am I worse than a plate of food? The more Nuan Nuan thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he became, and then he stomped back to the living room angrily.

Fortunately, no one lives on the tenth floor.

Han Qian listened to the stamping of feet outside and wondered which part of Wen Nuan was wrong. If Han Qian knew that Wen Wen was comparing himself to vegetables, he would definitely not be able to help but laugh. Women's thoughts are sometimes really weird. It's hard to fathom that he and I can also have a passionate fight.

When she was eating, she was warm and full of energy. She would reach out to make trouble whenever Han Qian picked up any dish. Han Qian tilted his head and smiled bitterly.

"What are you doing? Are you having convulsions again?"

Wen Nuan lowered his head and stared at Han Qian. His cheeks were bulging and he didn't know what was hidden inside, so he asked seriously.

"Han Qian! I'm better-looking than the food!"

"You look good, you look good, you look good."

"Then why do you only eat vegetables?"

"I can't eat you either?"

"No, your answer is wrong. You want to say that I am important and food is not! Me! Than! Food! Ke! Love!"

"Yes, yes, you are the cutest! Which one is more important, me or the crab?"

"You are important."

This answer made Han Qian slightly stunned. He couldn't help but smile. He put down his chopsticks and reached out to poke Wen Nuan's bulging face. Then he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food for Wen Wen. At this time, Wen Wen whispered, there are a lot of crabs. But there is only one Han Qian.

Han Qian glanced at Wen Nuan, smiled helplessly, and continued to eat, but Wen Wen seemed to be restless and asked Han Qian if he wanted to eat conch again. This time Han Qian did not coddle Wen Wen and tapped the delicate conch with his chopsticks. The silly girl smiled on her forehead.

"Have a meal!"

If there was nothing wrong with Wen Nuan in the company, he would stay in his office all day without going out or talking to anyone. But it was different when he got home and saw Han Qian.

This didn't start like this after the divorce. Halfway through the third year of their marriage, Nuan Nuan had already started chatting with Han Qian, but he wouldn't ask questions like who is cute.

It was also that time when several unanswered ocean calls appeared on Warm's cell phone.

After the meal, there was another scene of washing dishes together, and Warmth would call Han Qian every time he finished washing a plate. Han Qian would agree and also nag.

After finishing what he was doing, Han Qian went to take a shower, and Nuan Nuan went back to her room to deal with some shareholder matters. Han Qian, who was lying on the bed, fell asleep in less than ten minutes, late at night! Han Qian was woken up by the warmth, and the light in the room was turned on. The sudden light stung Han Qian and he couldn't open his eyes. Han Qian squinted and frowned.

"What's the matter?"

Wen Nuan hugged the pillow and said angrily while wearing pajamas.

"Han Qian! I'm angry."

Han Qian felt like his head was going to explode. He sat up and rubbed his warm head, saying lazily.

"Yeah, yeah, don't be angry, don't be angry, okay, don't be angry anymore."

"No! I'm angry! Han Qian, get up."

The warmth finally disturbed Han Qian's sleepiness. Han Qian sat cross-legged across from the warmth, covering his forehead and saying feebly.

"What's the reason? Your shareholder affairs haven't been settled yet. I'll handle it for you tomorrow. Can I go to bed first?"

"no!"

Wen Nuan strongly rejected Han Qian's proposal, then stretched out her hands and pressed Han Qian's face, forcing Han Qian to look at her. Nuan Wen's face was livid, his eyes were ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Who is that woman?"

This question immediately confused Han Qian.

woman?

Han Qian looked left and right, tilted his head and looked confused, wondering.

"Woman? What woman."

"I dreamed that you were married to a woman. Tell me who that woman is!"

This sentence really made Han Qian angry. He stared at Wen Nuan with his eyes widened and his head tilted. His brows slowly wrinkled, his face became a little unbelievable, and his lips trembled.

"You... you're dreaming! You said I'm married to a woman, and you ask me who the woman is? How the hell do I know who the woman is? You're the one who's dreaming, not me! Get out!"

"Ah~~~ Scumbag! Han Qian, you betrayed me. There was a little girl pestering you, and now you come to my dream to make me angry. I'm not done with you. I want to call my mother. My mother-in-law called."

"Go, go, go, go and fight now. You've had a convulsion for a long time. Are you dreaming? In your dream, you have something to do with women and me? Damn it... just let me sleep!"

Han Qian pulled Wenwen over and covered Wenwen inside, forced the girl onto the tatami, and then turned off the light.

"Han Qian!"

"Stop talking, it's time to go to bed."

"Brother Qian!"

"I'm asleep and can't hear you."

"Husband~~"

"Say! What happened again?"

"I'm thirsty, please give me some water."

Looking at Nuan Nuan and drinking a glass of water, Han Qian felt bad all over. What's wrong? What exactly happened here? How many sins did you do in your previous life? How could such a thing be spread out?

When Han Qian went to bed again, the quilt had been taken over by Nuan Qian. Han Qian could only cover himself with a blanket. Now he was so angry that he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He sat up and slapped Nuan Nuan on his butt.

"Come on, come on, get up for me. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. You're dreaming and you're tormenting me? Warmth, get up for me!"

"Hmm~~I'm sleepy."

"stand up!"

"Well~~Husband~~I'm sleepy."

"Don't do this to me, get up!"

Wen Nuan sat up and looked at Han Qian with big eyes under the quilt. He didn't look sleepy at all. When Han Qian was about to speak, Nuan Wen hurriedly made a silent movement.

"Hush! Brother Qian, let me do a magic trick for you, hey! Ha!"

Wen Nuan suddenly opened the quilt and covered Han Qian inside.

"Be good, my sister will put you to sleep!"

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