mousepad-d2 Chapter 742 "Warmth Spreads" I Like You Very Much
Chapter 742 "Warmth Spreads" I Like You Very Much
Han Qingman came to Wen's house halfway, and didn't bring anything with her.
She asked Wen Jingyan to send someone to the hotel to bring her suitcase, but she didn't expect that he would directly order someone to buy a new one.
Even though she's only here for a few days.
If she didn't know about skin care products, she took pictures of gourds and took pictures of the ladies' brand skin care products displayed in her mother's dressing room, and bought another set of young series for Han Qingman.
Based on the time she stays for a week, choose seven matching clothes.
How to choose?
Wen Jingyan sat on the sofa, turned on the tablet, and entered "Han Qingman" on the search engine.
Just finished typing, followed by an associative word: the first beautiful back.
He remembered Han Qingman's proud expression when he mentioned this matter just now.
Attention quickly dropped.
The fifth place of association words: Han Qingman's rumored boyfriend
enter.
The webpage link given is Weibo. A netizen told about the general situation on the day of the screening, saying that he discovered "Warmth CP", Han Qingman has a close relationship with "Brother Wen", and he is suspected of being a boyfriend.
Boring chasing after wind and shadow.
Wen Jingyan looked at it casually, didn't care, and turned it off.
He looked at more than a dozen photos of Han Qingman's private clothes, and after getting a general idea of her dressing style, he selected from a series of new products sent by the store manager from head to toe, and matched them with seven sets.
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Before the clothes arrived, Han Qingman couldn't take a shower, so she lay on the beanbag sofa in the room, and on her lap was the photo of Wen Jingyan when she was five or six years old that she snatched.
is it him?
After 20 years, in the vast world, how could it be such a coincidence that the person who lost contact was by her side?
Because of the long time, the appearance of the little mute in my mind has become more and more blurred.
On the stage that day, she suddenly felt that Wen Jingyan was like her old friend, so she was stunned.
She didn't know why, but she saw a six-year-old mute in the 27-year-old Wen Jingyan.
The facial features are slowly overlapping.
She always felt like she was thinking too much.
Because I don't believe that I can meet my friend from more than [-] years ago on the other side of the world, so I think I have hallucinations.
Looking at the picture of little Wen Jingyan in her hand now, she was in a daze.
Yes, it seems to match up with the little cold face in memory, but when I look closely, it doesn't seem to be the same. The child in the photo looks more gloomy, and although the little mute in her memory also loves She pretended to be cold, but her eyes were not so cold.
She would wonder if it was because she had been dreaming about things from the past recently, thinking of the little mute, coupled with her subjective consciousness, so the more she looked at Wen Jingyan, the more she resembled him.
However, one portrait, maybe she remembered it wrong, what about two people?
The moment she saw Wen Zhiming, that strong sense of familiarity surged up.
He confirmed her previous thoughts.
If he's really a little dumb...
Does he remember her?
"Knock, knock—" After knocking on the door three times, a voice came out, "Wen Jingyan."
"Come on."
Han Qingman opened the door and handed the photo back to him, "Here, after reading it, return it to you."
Wen Jingyan took it: "See what's special?"
"alright."
Seeing Wen Jingyan's appearance waiting for an answer, Han Qingman thought that it would be impossible for him to ask, so she took the stalk by herself and said, "I see that you...are so cute!"
To this unsurprising stalk, Wen Jingyan's reaction was calm.
Han Qingman's eyes fell behind him, all kinds of big bags and small bags were lined up in the corridor, she was a little surprised: "Didn't someone get me the suitcase? These are..."
"New," Wen Jingyan said, "Let you have nothing to sue."
"Pfft..." Han Qingman burst out laughing, "Yanyan, I didn't really sue you, did I? Just kidding, I'm not a primary school student—the parentheses don't mean that a primary school student is sorry, but brackets."
She looked at the brand names on those bags again, guessed roughly what they were, and was even more surprised: "You bought them all for me? Are you really going to let me have nothing to sue?"
She turned sideways and asked the maid to bring everything in.
"Come in, your own home, don't be shy."
Wen Jingyan followed her in.
Han Qingman picked a small one at random and opened it. After seeing what was inside, she looked over with a little scrutiny: "Brother, let's just say, how do you know my measurements? It's still..."
"Checked."
"Oh really?" Han Qingman pursed her lips and smiled, "Why don't I remember that I announced my measurements to the public?"
"The things have been delivered, you can do it yourself."
"Leave if you can't say it?" Han Qingman sat at the end of the bed, looking at Wen Jingyan who seemed to be running away, "Yanyan, do you have a crush on me but dare not admit it? You took my hairpin before and didn't return it. Today He took the opportunity to kiss me in the car, and now he is shopping for me and knowing my measurements."
Wen Jingyan stopped, turned around, and looked at her with deep and cold eyes.
The maids sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and left in a hurry, closing the door behind them.
Seeing this, Han Qingman pressed both hands on the bed, and laughed playfully: "Scared the little girls away, are you trying to play some two-person game with me? Xiao Yanyan's motives are impure."
Wen Jingyan walked towards her.
As he walked, he let go of the discipline button with one hand to breathe, and stood in front of her and looked at her for a few seconds.
Han Qingman didn't move, and looked up at him slightly, smiling.
Until this moment, she had no intention of backing down and surrendering.
So Wen Jingyan bent down, grabbed her knee with one hand and opened it to the left, his calloused fingertips gently rubbed her skin, and his eyes were full of danger.
"Han Qingman, you've been provoking me all night."
The intentionally low voice and the terrifying aura that accompanied it, for an ordinary girl, she might either be confused by him, or tremble with fright.
But Han Qingman didn't dodge, propped her hands on the mattress, leaned back slightly, tilted her head, smiled and looked at Wen Jingyan who was pressing over her: "I don't have it."
"If it wasn't for my mother to protect you, I would have crushed you with my own hands a few months ago based on what you did."
"Really?" Han Qingman went up to meet him, got closer to him, and smiled, "Then you endured the hard work for a few months, isn't it hard?"
If she didn't retreat, it would be even more impossible for Wen Jingyan to retreat.
"I didn't move you because of my mother's sake, but you don't seem to know that you should keep your sense of proportion, and you provoke me again and again," Wen Jingyan grabbed her chin with the other hand and raised it, "You are not some stupid person, why did you provoke me?"
Han Qingman let him hold her, and she rolled her eyes with a smile: "Because I like you."
Wen Jingyan sneered and said, "You think I'll believe it?"
"Well...then you don't believe me, I can't make you believe me, do I have to cut my heart out and show you?" Han Qingman's hand slid down from his collarbone, then grabbed his lapel, and pulled him Say to yourself, "I like you as much as you like me."
Unlike what Han Qingman and the rest of the Wen family said, she always teased Wen Jingyan that she didn't like her and didn't want to see her, but she knew it very well in her heart.
Wen Jingyan likes her.
It doesn't have to be the love between men and women, but pure love for the same item.
She could understand the longing in Wen Jingyan's eyes every time he saw her, but he was always suppressing his emotions.
So that day he took away her hairpin, used the way of hurting himself, and used the pain to suppress his desire.
It's true that Wen Jingyan likes her, and it's true that he wants to tear her heart apart.
Some people in this world don't like most people, their like is destruction.
As if the last mask had been torn off, Wen Jingyan's suppressed emotions for a long time gushed out uncontrollably, and those eyes gradually became crazy.
After being completely torn apart by Han Qingman, his true face was revealed without reservation.
He stroked her face, approached the corners of her lips, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, and said in a ghostly and cold tone: "Bingo, you guessed it right, I like you very much, Han Qingman."