Qiao Mohan almost slapped the rough hand down when Su Qiu put his hand on his temple and didn't rub it a few times.

The back of the hand is slightly wheat-colored, although it is not fair enough, but you can clearly see a layer of pink on the skin.

It can be seen how much force was used in this slap.

Su Qiu looked at the back of her red hand in a daze, this move came too suddenly, and even she didn't expect that Qiao Mohan, who was tolerant of her in every way, would actually beat herself.

When he was in a meeting, she splashed water on his clothes, and he didn't get angry.

Instead, he touched her head and told her to be careful not to burn herself.

Why is this happening now?

She just wants to give him a massage to relieve his fatigue?

Qiao Mohan turned his head to look at Su Qiu with an incredulous expression, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, Su Qiu, I, I don't like it, others touch me, it has nothing to do with you." "

Don't like to be touched?

Why is Lin Qian?

Isn't she his sister? Why can't my sister? 、

Something suddenly came to mind, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, how did she forget, she is an outsider, she is lost in this warmth these days, she is about to forget her identity.

Su Qiu took back the hand that was paused in front of him, and covered the back of his slightly hot hand with his other hand, and rubbed it.

Extremely reluctantly, he put on a smile and said: "It's not about Brother Mo Han, it's me, it's me who has overstepped, I see Brother Mo Han, you are in pain, so I want to help you press it." "

Qiao Mohan's eyes deepened a little, and finally walked in front of Su Qiu and glanced at the back of his hand, which was a little red.

I blamed myself.

People just care about themselves, but they make the back of their hands look like this.

got up and walked to the desk, opened a drawer, took out a box of very delicate ointment, and handed it to Su Qiu.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mention it to tell you, just pay attention next time, you can take this and wipe it."

Su Qiu raised his eyes and glanced at it, but shook his head, "Brother Mo Han, it's just a little red, it's okay, I've often been injured before, and I haven't been so squeamish, so I don't need such a good thing." "

These pretended relaxed words are poignant to listen to, revealing what kind of experience she has suffered before.

Qiao Mohan's heart was shocked, and the scene of Jon's tragic death in the warehouse came to his mind.

When did his sister, who had been carefully cared for since childhood, suffer such a sin?

The pretended relaxed and strong face in front of him overlapped Jon in his mind.

The guilt that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time poured out madly.

couldn't help but grab Su Qiu's hand, spread out her palm, and forcibly stuffed things into her hand.

With a firm affirmation, he said: "Red is not good at all, you are my Qiao Mohan's sister, I will never allow you to be wronged at all, never." "

It is also mixed with a domineering beak that cannot be ignored.

The girl in front of her was as tall as she remembered, and she repeated the action of coaxing her sister as before.

The broad palm covered the top of the girl's head covered with soft hair, and rubbed it gently, "Brother didn't mean it, he just got used to it, don't be unhappy, okay, pay attention next time." "

At this distance, this gentle and coaxing voice that can get people drunk to death, the good smell lingering on the tip of the nose, and the tall body that is taller than herself shrouds her petite figure.

All of this made Su Qiu's heart beat faster, he had difficulty breathing, and his face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

"Got it, Mo, Brother Mohan, I, I'm not angry."

Her head glanced to the side, so close that she could barely control her heartbeat.

Said after taking a few steps back; "Brother Mo Han, rice, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Saying this, it seemed that he was really hungry, Qiao Mohan withdrew his hand, sat on the sofa, and ate the food made by Zhang's mother.

It's just that as soon as I took the first bite, I remembered the food made by Lin Qian, and sure enough, it was more to the taste of his wife's cooking.

I raised my hand and looked at the time, it was almost 7 o'clock.

She usually goes home at 5 o'clock, but today, she hasn't come back at this time.

Su Qiu looked at the room full of books, and the essence in his eyes was great, "Brother Mo Han, can I read the books here casually?" "

Seeing that Su Qiu's smiling face was full of yearning, and without the appearance of being injured just now, he didn't like others to flip his things at will.

But that face, he couldn't refuse, "Well, you can take whatever book you want to read." "

After getting permission, Su Qiu couldn't wait to go shopping.

I have to say that the books in this study are complete, and there are many out-of-print books, and there are books that can't be found outside.

It's like a miniature version of a library.

once again refreshed Su Qiu's understanding of rich people.

This room full of books is enough to buy a villa in the rich area of Ningcheng.

Su Qiu, who was wandering around the study to choose books, was almost dazzled, looking at the few books he was holding in his arms, it was difficult to choose.

If only you could come to this study at will.

However, as soon as this idea came out, it was denied by Su Qiu.

She knew very well that it was impossible, why did she bother to make it boring for herself.

Eventually, one book was chosen, and the rest were put back in place.

When she was excitedly holding the book and wanted to say a few words to Qiao Mohan, she watched Qiao Mohan's concentrated work.

The cheers that hung on his lips were swallowed slightly.

Consciously sat down where Qiao Mohan was sitting just now, and it seemed that she could still smell the air and the smell left by Qiao Mohan.

I took the book and found a good angle to flip through it.

Occasionally blocking the book in front of him, a pair of eyes sneaked out from the top of the book, boldly admiring the man who exudes charm all the time.

Time is quiet.

The silence and warmth of this moment made Su Qiu intoxicated.

It's like they've been married for several years, each other doing their own thing, but you're me, and I'm you.

I don't know how long it took.

By the time Qiao Mohan finished his work, Su Qiu had fallen asleep on the sofa holding the book.

Qiao Mohan, who was standing above Su Qiu's head, frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and finally called a male maid to come up and carry Su Qiu back to her room.

Su Qiu, who was sleeping sweetly in her dream at the moment, would never know that this night, she fell asleep on the sofa with her own cleverness, and wanted Qiao Mohan to carry her back to the room.

was disillusioned by Qiao Mohan's subconscious move.