Because of the guests at home, the two of them didn't go out for a walk today. After supper, the two men chatted. Chu Qing was surprised to find that Han Che actually had such a good time to talk. talked with Uncle Liu about the property market from the national situation, then from the property market to the stock market, and finally talked about business experience. Uncle Liu was immediately fascinated by him, and the two chatted speculatively, and finally took the wine out and chatted while drinking.

Looking at their energy, I feel like I hate to see each other late. Of course, it was Uncle Liu who hated Han Che for seeing each other.

The old mother was also full of appreciation, listening to Han Che talk eloquently.

Chu Qing couldn't help but look at him, he sat in the chair with his legs folded, and smiled faintly when chatting. The confidence that flowed inadvertently from his eyebrows and eyes made him radiant, and he didn't know if it was because of the light, or because his shirt was too white, and his body exuded dazzling light.

His hands were on his knees, and he was no longer as casual as before. Stand tall and sit straight. Removed the lazy energy, as if the cold young master who had no one in his eyes suddenly became a mature and stable man.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the glass, as if sensing her gaze. He took a sip from his glass: "...... This is a process of guiding customers, and the most important thing is that you must not be guided by customers......" He suddenly stopped and looked at Chu Qing.

When they looked at each other, his eyes shimmered like the deep sea under the moonlight. Chu Qingzheng stared at him for a moment, and immediately looked away like an electric shock.

"Sleepy?" He cut off and asked.

Mom and Uncle Liu listened attentively, and then came back to their senses and followed his gaze to look at Chu Qing.

Song Shujiao looked at her daughter. Looking at Han Che again, he suddenly pursed his lips and laughed.

Chu Qing felt uncomfortable being looked at. lowered his eyes and sat up straight, stretched out his hand and indifferently cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks in front of him and said, "It's a little sleepy." Then I'll go to sleep, you guys talk......"

She packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went back to her room to sleep. Before going to bed, he helped Han Che's room order a handful of wormwood smoked insects.

Chu Qing was not there, and Han Che suddenly had no interest in talking. He said a few more perfunctory words to Uncle Liu, and also went back to the attic.

The mountain is very quiet, although it is a scenic spot, it is too different from Jinyuan.

He raised his hand and flicked the ginkgo biloba leaves, and his ears were filled with the sound of the lonely wind blowing in the treetops. Downstairs, there was a chirping of insects in the grass. The wind blows on the body, and it is cool and pleasant.

Next to the corridor was Chu Qing's room, her room was dark, and she had already slept.

He happily thought that when he was with her in the future, he could often take her back for vacation.

He turned around and went back to his room to sleep, the bed was very hard, and the bamboo mat was spread, which was a bit awkward. He lay flat for a while. Some couldn't stand it and rolled over and lay on their sides. The room was filled with the smell of wormwood, which was a bit pungent. He couldn't stand the smell anymore for a while, so he got up and opened the window.

The window had just opened. A beetle flew in, grazed the top of his head, and slammed into the wall with a thud. and tumbled to the ground.

He was taken aback because he was defenseless. Then. There was a steady stream of bugs flying in and flying around the lights.

These bugs don't have eyes. Headless and brainless ramming. Although he was not afraid, he felt annoyed and had to close the window again.

As soon as he lay down, he suddenly sat up again, there should be this kind of insect in Chu Qing's room, right? Women are very timid and will be afraid of insects and snakes. He pricked up his ears and listened for a while, but all he heard was the clatter of the electric fan in his ears, and he couldn't help but reach out and turn off the electric fan.

He carefully identified the movement in Chu Qing's room, but unfortunately, there was a small living room between the two rooms, and he couldn't hear anything even after turning off the electric fan.

He still wants to be a hero to save beauty, why is she not afraid of bugs?

As the night deepened, he forcibly closed his eyes, but for a while in his mind was Chu Qing's white neck; For a while, it was her cute expression as she fed him water. One moment it was the thrill of her hand touching the base of his thighs, and the other was those beautiful dreams with hers. …… His mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

Soon, the smell of wormwood was almost gone, and there were suddenly more mosquitoes.

He had just felt a little sleepy when he was bitten by a mosquito and jumped up.

These mosquitoes seem to have been hungry for several lifetimes, and they are simply pervasive.

The poisonous needle pierced into the skin and itched to the core. He slapped and beaten, pulled the quilt over his head, and there was nothing he could do. He finally got angry, sat up in annoyance, turned on the light, and the scene in front of him literally made his scalp tingle, and the whole room was full of mosquitoes.

He couldn't sleep anymore, so he went out of the room and smoked on the windowsill in the living room.

It was very windy, and there were finally fewer mosquitoes. He looked at the distant mountains outside the window, and his eyes suddenly swept over the distant Fengshen Mausoleum under the night, and he inexplicably remembered a certain woman.

The teary eyes that were confused by the long hair came to mind. It was at this time that Chu Qing walked out of the room.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Her voice was fluttering, and he suddenly turned his head, and the eyes in his mind disappeared, replaced by Chu Qing's hazy sleepy eyes. At this moment, a thought flashed through him as quickly as a flash, so fast that he didn't catch it.

He came back to his senses to look at Chu Qing, who was wearing white short-sleeved shorts pajamas, standing two meters away looking at him. The black hair was a little messy and draped over his shoulders, fluttering softly in the wind.

Her pajamas are ruffled and cute. He looked at her sleepy-eyed and her throat was a little dry. He looked away, and before he could speak, Chu Qing walked over.

She looked at his arm and his face, frowned and asked, "Why did you get bitten like this by a mosquito?" ”

Han Che thought this question was funny, and glanced at her: "I don't know ...... either"

"This can't work, no wonder you can't sleep......" Her hand suddenly rested on his arm, and the cold fingertips fell softly on his skin, causing him to tremble slightly.

She pulled him to the sofa and sat down, pulled out a box of ointment from the drawer under the coffee table and said, "I'll help you rub some medicine, otherwise tomorrow it will be red and swollen......"

She squeezed out a little ointment, applied it to his arm, and gently spread it. While babbling, he said, "This will be a little itchy, but you must not scratch it." If it is scratched, it will become inflamed. When it's done, there will be sore marks on the skin...... "She applied the medicine very gently.

Han Che looked at her, and his heart suddenly boiled, as if he had lived for so many years, and no one had ever given him such care. The aunt who raised him didn't, and his biological parents didn't. It was only after he met her that he knew that it was necessary to take medicine if he had a cold. If you are sick, you have to go to the hospital......

"Now I know why you plant so many mosquito repellent grass in the company, you are very attracted to mosquitoes...... Uh, are you hot? Hands seem to be a little hot......"

Not only his hands, but he was a little hot all over. Her ignorant appearance made him a little unable to control the eagerness in his heart. He didn't move, letting her fingertips rub against his arm.

"I'm too snub to you, my mother is not in good health, she can't stand the cold and can't blow the air conditioner. We were often away from home, so the air conditioner was broken and not repaired. ”

In fact...... What are you doing here?

This question, Chu Qing almost wanted to ask.

However, thinking that he appeared in Nanhu during the Chinese New Year, I thought that since he often came to Nanhu, there must be his reasons.

"It's not that hard." Han Che said lightly.

What are mosquitoes, what are bugs, and what are hard beds?

He looked at the fingers she caressed on his arm, and they were tolerable, and willing......

Chu Qing helped his hands apply medicine, and finally, his gaze fell on his face.

She leaned closer to look at his face, and Han Che's gaze touched the white skin on her neckline, and looked a little uncontrollably below her collarbone.

"I also have several bags on my face........."

Chu Qing looked at his face and suddenly noticed his eyes. Separated so closely, his face was magnified, and every part of his facial features could be seen clearly. His eyes were stunningly beautiful, and his eyelashes were long and dense, and he had never seen anyone with eyelashes that could look so beautiful.

The eyebrows are also amazingly beautiful, very dark and thick, one by one, with a straight outline, like two long swords. The nasal peak is even better, straight and straight......

Looking at it, she fell into his eyes. She sweated in her heart and quietly withdrew her gaze. Putting down the ointment and saying, "You can apply it yourself on your face, there is a mirror in the bathroom......"

She got up and went back to her room. Han Che noticed that the tips of her ears were red, and his heart was inexplicably a little boiling. I'm afraid she will be indifferent to him. He had always thought that it was not a good thing that he was too good-looking, but now that he finally realized that it was a good thing, she seemed to like his face.

He thought eagerly, picked up the ointment casually and looked at it, Chu Qing actually went and returned. "I'll give you my fan, it's too hard. I'll see if the hotel can vacate rooms tomorrow......" she said, hugging the fan, she pushed open the door to his room and walked in.

Han Che also got up and followed.

Chu Qing plugged in the power cord, turned on the fan, turned his head to him and said, "If the wind is strong, mosquitoes won't bite." Hurry up and go to bed, tomorrow my mom and I are going to my cousin's wedding, and you may have to take care of yourself. ”

She turned to leave, but Han Che suddenly stood in front of her.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked down at her. His demeanor returned to a somewhat lazy appearance. It's ......

"You gave me the fan, what are you going to do?"

He asked nonchalantly.

Chu Qing was a little uncomfortable by him like this, and he didn't need to use such a sultry tone and posture to express his kindness......

“…… I have the window open, it's not hot......"

"Aren't you afraid of bugs?"

Chu Qing is funny, what are these stupid beetles to be afraid of. She's completely stepping on one by one.

"You sleep, I'm fine......"

Han Che glanced at her a few times, and had to end the topic: "Go to sleep......"

Chu Qing saw that he had clearly said that he would let her go to sleep, but he was still motionless in front of her, scratched his head, gave him a strange look, and walked around in front of him.

Han Che watched her take the door and disappear behind the door, and the corners of his lips curled happily.

Lying back on the bed, two fans were blowing at him, and it was no longer hot, and there were no mosquitoes. Yet he still had insomnia, and his enthusiasm seemed to have nowhere to vent. He tossed and turned for a while, then took out his phone and sent a message to Bu Xing. (To be continued.) )