Chapter 215 Every Bit of Life

After the meal, Nursery Rhyme left. When she arrived, Nuan Nuan gave her a new model of bag. The silly monster didn't refuse, and left with a silly smile and satisfaction. When she went out, she also hit Zheng Jing who was also going out. call.

Han Qian was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with the computer with one hand. He was preparing a plan, which he would leave to the General Department for future use. The plan was not difficult, but this hand was a little troublesome. He didn't want Nuan Nuan to help him yet. It's time to talk about being partial or not.

Looking at the girl clumsily doing fruit fishing, Han Qian was a little helpless. Eat half a banana and cut it in half? She had to drink some yogurt first, and then put it in the fruit. Just like this, she was full after it was done.

And she has just finished her meal. This girl has eaten a lot. Where is the food?

No breasts and no belly.

When the fruit appeared in front of him, Han Qian was slightly startled, tilted his head and asked.

"For me?"

Wen Nuan nodded vigorously and said in a very polite manner.

"You are injured, and it is natural for my sister to take care of you."

"It's time to make a career."

Han Qian was not polite. He dug out a piece of kiwi fruit with a small spoon and threw it into his mouth. It tasted pretty good. After closing the computer, Han Qian began to take fruit fishing seriously. He used to eat it just to watch Nuan Nuan himself, but he didn't expect it after getting injured. And this treatment.

While eating, Wen Nuan took Han Qian's mobile phone. Han Qian didn't take it to heart and asked casually.

"You asked Teacher Tong to come over and cook for the two of us? It's not a good idea to bother them so much. Let's go out to eat after get off work and then go home."

Seeing that Wen Nuan had no reaction after saying this, Han Qian continued while eating some fruit.

"Forget it, actually this is quite good. She cooks alone, and the three of us do the same, but can you learn to use the washing machine? I have to wash clothes with one hand?"

Nuan Nuan still didn't speak, but this time she raised her head, threw the phone to Han Qian, then snatched the spoon and fruit from Han Qian's hand and stuffed them all into her mouth in one breath, her mouth stretched like a small Like a hamster, Han Qian frowned and whispered.

"Don't eat too much. Just think about it as soon as you think about it. Then go downstairs for a walk."

After saying that, he picked up the phone and turned on the screen. Han Qian was no longer calm. He slowly raised his head and looked at Wen Nuan and said seriously.

"Do you believe me when I say I don't know what's going on?"

Wen Nuan shook his head vigorously, then stood up and pressed Han Qian's head with both hands. Han Qian spoke quickly when he saw this.

"Can't you just stop committing domestic violence? I don't know when her phone was taken away by her and she changed the photos. Besides, if I knew, I definitely wouldn't show it to you."

"Do you still want to show it to me? Han Qian! I bought you a mobile phone and you just hid it from me, right?"

Where is this?

Han Qian was at a loss for words. The background of the phone's screen was a photo of Yan Qingqing. She seemed to have just taken a shower. She was wearing a white shirt. Different from the heavy make-up in the past, Yan Qingqing without makeup looked like a rose after the rain.

Knowing that he could not escape this disaster, Han Qian covered his forehead with his hands, closed his eyes and said helplessly.

"bring it on!"

After waiting for a long time and not feeling the warm headbutt, Han Qian carefully opened his eyes and found that the girl had huddled in the corner of the sofa with his mobile phone, pouting and taking various selfies of Scissorhands, but she didn't seem to have any. I was so satisfied that I started tinkering with the two mobile phones again.

While playing, the girl burst into tears because of herself, looking at Han Qian with a pitiful pout. Han Qian was a little confused again. How on earth can a creature like a woman understand what she is thinking?

said softly.

"What's wrong?"

This question made Nuan Nuan cry and choke slightly.

"Han Qian, the photo of us going to the hot spring is gone. It's all gone in that phone!"

"I thought it was something. If it's gone, it's gone."

"No! You are filming with me now!"

In the next hour, Han Qian sat on the sofa and became a model. Wen Nuan held a wig, a headband, and a bow tie and began to torture him. Han Qian was typing on the computer with one hand, without delaying anyone.

Wen Nuan had enough fun and took a few photos but was not satisfied and complained softly.

"The pixels of the mobile phone are too poor. I'm going to buy a SLR. Han Qian, do you prefer Sony or Canon? It's useless to ask you. Buying a SLR and letting Yan Qingqing take photos of the two of us is exciting just thinking about it."

Han Qian turned around and smiled.

"I don't know if it will be filmed or not, but I know that if you dare to give it to her, she will smash it for you. Let someone else take the picture, and let Tong Yao or Su Liang take the picture."

As we chatted, our warm eyes lit up.

"Han Qian, let's take wedding photos."

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At night, Han Qian lay sideways on the tatami and looked at the stars in the sky outside the window. Wen Nuan arranged herself into a big character and lay next to Han Qian. She occupied two-thirds of the tatami, and Han Qian only had a small corner.

After three minutes of silence, Nuan Nuan suddenly got up and got out of bed.

"I forgot about changing your dressing."

"I will be satisfied if you remember that I am alive."

A few minutes later, Han Qian sat in front of the window with his bare back, and Wen Nuan carefully removed the bandage on Han Qian's shoulder.

It was dyed red again.

Nuan Nuan didn't ask the reason. Maybe Han Qian wouldn't tell the truth. She was stunned when she saw the three scars on Han Qian's back, and then fell into memories. These were the scars she had left in the first year of her marriage to Han Qian. At that time, because of the pressure from the company, she drank wine at home, lay on the sofa in a daze and fell asleep.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I forgot about getting married to Han Qian. I went to the bathroom with my bare feet and eyes closed. Han Qian had just finished taking a shower. This was the first time Han Qian was exposed in front of Wen Nuan, and it was also Wen Nuan's first time. Once she saw a living naked man appearing in front of her.

She was stunned at that time, then she let out a scream and covered her eyes, turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, she had drunk too much and had no motor nerves. She turned her head and hit the door frame. She was about to fall, but Han Qian hugged her. In panic, her nails scratched Han Qian's back.

She remembered that her fingernail was broken. She still remembered that it was really painful and her fingers were bleeding. She sat in the bathroom and cried loudly, crying that she was only twenty-three years old.

Why marry a man you don't know and don't like.

Why did her parents not allow her to continue contacting Lin Zongheng?

Why no one ever helps her at work.

Why are her fingers bleeding now?

She still remembered that Han Qian wrapped her in a bath towel and put her on the sofa. Then he hurriedly ran back and forth to find the medicine box. He gently cut off his nails inch by inch with a nail clipper, and asked in a low voice if she could send him back. If he goes to jail, he will never take a shower at home again.

Wen Nuan remembered how humble Han Qian was at that time, but Han Qian was disgusting in her eyes at that time. How could a man be so coward? She still remembered that the words she scolded were unpleasant, and she even remembered that Han Qian was just apologizing. Bandage her finger.

She even remembered that the next morning, there were no wounds on her fingers, but her nails were sore.

The blood belongs to Han Qian.

At that time, Wen Nuan didn't care about Han Qian's life or death at all. Only today did she know how seriously Han Qian's injuries were.

How deep does it have to go to leave a scar?

Warm fingers traced the three scars and whispered.

"You must have hated me at that time. It was you who was obviously injured, but I was the one who was bandaged and messed up."

"What? When did you act up when I was injured?"

Wen Nuan smiled and did not speak. She knew that Han Qian remembered everything. He remembered everything, but this was not the time when he fell in love with Han Qian.

But every little thing in life.