Faced with Murong Qin's request, Han Fang was slightly stunned, but looking at the gauze on her head, his heart suddenly suddenly changed, and he nodded immediately.

"Good!"

It seems that Murong Qin has also been frightened a lot in the past few days.

She looks strong on the outside, but she is very fragile on the inside.

Seeing that Han Fang agreed, Murong Qin suddenly showed a smile on her pretty face and said, "Thank you!" “

Han Fang casually picked up the car keys on the coffee table, thought about it, took off his coat again, and handed it to Murong Qin. said: "It's raining outside, the wind is strong, you are a little thin, put on first." “

Murong Qin nodded slightly. Mechanically took the coat from Han Fang's hand, draped it over her body, and felt the body temperature coming from the coat, and a touch of red light quietly appeared on her face.

"Let's go."

The South Korean side took the lead and walked out. Murong Qin followed.

Looking at Han Fang's straight waist, strong and powerful back, and American imperial-style small buttocks, she was a little distracted for a while.

"Like!"

Murong Qin muttered in his mouth, and his heart couldn't help but sound like his former lover, and he couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart.

For so many years, she put all her energy into her work. In fact, to a certain extent, it is also to numb yourself with work and fill the emptiness in your heart.

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at the garage.

The Korean side opened the co-pilot's door and said, "You get in the car first." “

"Huh?"

Murong Qin suddenly woke up when he heard Han Fang's words.

"What are you thinking?"

Han Fang's brows furrowed slightly, he felt that Murong Qin was not in a state at all tonight.

"Didn't?? It's nothing. “

Murong Qin shook his head again and again, and hurriedly got into the car, as if he was hiding something.

Han Fang glanced at her, didn't say anything more, closed the car door, walked to the driver's seat, started the car, and rushed out of the garage.

Murong Qin's place was not very far from the Wu family's manor, and after fifteen minutes, he arrived downstairs.

Murong Qin lives in an ordinary stairwell community, and this house is still some years old, which is completely inconsistent with her current identity and worth.

"That's where you live?"

Han Fang frowned and asked in some surprise.

With her current worth, Mo said that buying one villa, even if she bought ten in one go, it was not a big deal, how could she still live in such a place?

Odd!

Murong Qin glanced up at the old bachelor apartment. His expression was a little dazed, as if he had thought of something, the tip of his nose was sore, and his eyes were instantly moist. There were faint tears welling up.

She tilted her head, trying not to let her tears fall, and said with a hint of choking, "This is the only thing he left me, so??"

Han Fang suddenly understood, looking at her appearance holding back tears, he suddenly felt a touch in his heart, as if a certain heartstring had been plucked.

"I'm sorry, I wouldn't mean to."

Han Fang said apologetically. As he spoke, he pulled out a tissue and handed it to her.

Murong Qin took the tissue, wiped it from the corner of his eyes, squeezed out a smile, and said, "It's okay, then??" That?? I went up first. “

"Well, take a good rest for the past two days, just when I'll give you a holiday, and then go to work after resting."

Han Fang said to her with a smile again.

"Uh-huh."

Murong Qin nodded. Unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door and walked down.

But she didn't close the car door for a long time, just stood quietly at the car door, her body trembling slightly.

Han Fang quickly noticed her abnormality. frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" “

"No, it's fine."

Murong Qin replied without confidence, and then took a deep breath and walked forward.

But she had just taken three steps. Suddenly, he screamed in horror again, and his feet kept rising.

"What's going on?"

The Korean side sensed that something was wrong, hurriedly opened the car door, and walked down.

But as soon as she walked to Murong Qin's side, she pounced, and then firmly wrapped her arms around his neck, and the whole person was attached to him.

Han Fang stiffened, spread his hands, and didn't know what to do.

"Woo??"

Before the Korean side could figure out the situation, Murong Qin sobbed.

What's going on?

Han Fang was confused, looking at Murong Qin, who was crying like a little cat in his arms, and felt helpless for a while, if he let the rest of the Beizhou Group see it, the president who is resolute, decisive, and tough in their eyes looks like this. I don't know how I feel.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Han Fang gently patted her on the back and whispered two comforts.

It took a long time for Murong Qin to stop sobbing.

She suddenly realized something, hurriedly pushed Han Fang away, and suddenly took two steps back, her face already flushed like a ripe peach.

"Excuse me?? I'm afraid of the dark, just now?? There was a black cat running over my feet, and I?? Me??"

Murong Qin said with a twist, lowering his head, not daring to look at Han Fang.

Han Fang glanced back at the staircase. I found that it was pitch black, it seemed that there was a power outage, and there was not even an emergency light.

The pitch-black staircase itself was already scary enough, and a cat suddenly popped out of it, and it was normal for Murong Qin to have such a reaction.

No matter how strong she is at work, she is always a woman.

It is basically in the nature of women to be afraid of the dark.

"You go up first, I'll turn on the lights, and when you're in the house, I'll go."

Han Fang said.

Murong Qin nodded, took two steps towards the dark staircase, stopped again, turned to Han Fang and said, "You??" Can you send me up? “

After speaking, he hurriedly added, "I'll give you back your coat." “

Han Fang smiled slightly, made a joke very generously, and said, "There is a beautiful woman to meet, how can I refuse?" “

When Murong Qin heard this, his face turned even more embarrassed.

Han Fang returned to the car first, turned off the engine, and then walked to Murong Qin's side and said, "Let's go, what floor do you live on?" “

"Sixth floor."

Murong Qin lowered his head and said.

The Korean side turned on the flashlight on the mobile phone, shone it on the dark staircase, and said, "I'll take the lead, you follow me!" “

Murong Qin nodded silently.

Han Fang smiled indifferently, strode forward, and soon came to the staircase.

He felt that Murong Qin didn't seem to be keeping up, and when he looked back, he found that she was still standing in place stupidly.

Shaking his head helplessly, he turned back and grabbed her hand, and suddenly felt a wonderful touch coming.

Murong Qin's body trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously retracted his hand.

"This is your house, what are you afraid of?"

Han Fang didn't think much about it, and grabbed her hand again very domineeringly, and pulled her towards the staircase.

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