Before the words fell, I saw that the small figure fell straight down on the wide parking space.

Seeing this, Emperor Lingxiao looked at it with a heartbeat!

What if my son falls down and hurts?

Start the car slowly and drive in the direction of home.

Originally, they planned to get home in just ten minutes, but it took Di Lingxiao half an hour to get home.

Di Lingxiao got out of the car, gently picked up Han Qingqian from the co-pilot, and carried the person into the bedroom with steady steps.

After putting the person in the big *******, Di Lingxiao turned back and gently hugged his son home.

After bathing his son and changing into pajamas, he returned to the bedroom, looking at the little woman who was sleeping soundly, Di Lingxiao shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Alas! ”

Walk briskly towards the ******* person, gently pick it up, and walk towards the bathroom.

By the time Han Qingqian was cleaned and lay down for a big *******, it was about half past two in the morning.

gently hugged his wife's soft body and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, Han Qingqian opened his eyes and felt that his head was hurting to death.

She braced herself up, and then reluctantly sat up.

Rubbing his swollen temples, he couldn't help but think: "Damn! I knew I wouldn't drink so much wine, but now it's okay, let's suffer, it really hurts me to death! ”

At this time, the bedroom door was opened, Di Lingxiao walked in cautiously with a white porcelain bowl, and saw Han Qingqian waking up and said, "Awake?" Then drink this bowl of decanting soup! ”

Han Qingqian was moved to take the decanting soup handed over by Emperor Lingxiao, tasted it, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Phew! What the hell is this! Why is it so unpleasant! ”

Di Lingxiao said with a dark face and a cold voice: "Drink it!" ”

Han Qingqian pursed his mouth aggrievedly and whispered: "Cut, drink it, drink it, isn't it just a bowl of sobering soup?" Who's afraid of whom! ”

How could Di Lingxiao not hear the little woman's words, he just raised the corners of his mouth happily as if he didn't hear it,

After drinking the decanting soup, Han Qingqian wrinkled his little face and put down the empty bowl with a disgusted expression: "It's really unpleasant!" I'll never drink this again next time! ”

Emperor Lingxiao looked at Han Qingqian's small mouth, and a trace of calculation flashed in Danfeng's narrow eyes.

He said with concern: "Is it really that bad to drink?" ”

"Mmmmmm Hear that,? Han Qing's shallow chick nodded violently as if he was pecking rice.

"Then I'll try it!" As he spoke, he leaned down and grabbed Han Qingqian's small mouth, and gently bit it twice before leaving.

Looking at her red and delicate red lips thoughtfully, Di Lingxiao's face was not red, and his heart replied without a beat: "Well, it's quite sweet!" What's so bad about it? ”

Han Qingqian: "......"

You face-making! It's cheap, and it's good!

In the afternoon, Han Qingqian appeared downstairs of the Han Group in a refreshing manner.

She walked briskly into the hall and saw her brother coming out of the elevator.

She raised a confident smile and walked towards her brother.

Han Ziqi looked at his sister with a confident expression and smiled with relief, walked in front of Han Qingqian, put his arm around Han Qingqian's shoulder, and walked towards the elevator that came out just now.

It's work time, and although there aren't many people coming and going in the hall, there are still people coming and going.