Song Qian: Don't be impulsive, your husband is out

16: Don't let Yingzi find out!

Song Qian's hair is not too long.

But because I didn't dry it much, it took a lot of effort when I blew it.

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Han can be regarded as drying Song Qian's hair.

"Whew~".

Maybe he was too sleepy, or maybe Jiang Han was blowing his hair too comfortably.

Song Qian actually fell asleep in a daze.

"Sister Qian, Sister Qian, wake up, you will catch a cold if you sit and sleep. "

"Hmm......

".

The little woman murmured, delicate and lovable.

"Lie down. "

Jiang Han was holding her willow waist, and her lubricated pajamas were as thin as cicada wings.

You can easily feel Song Qian's skin.

After Song Qian lay down, she looked at the little woman who looked like a sleeping beauty in front of her.

Jiang Han swallowed his saliva.

"Sister Qian, why don't I accompany you tonight. "

"No, Yingzi is still next door. "

"Sister Qian, you are the best, you will definitely not refuse me, it's a big deal that I wake up early and go home. "

Song Qian was a little confused.

After hesitating for a while, he agreed in a daze.

"Good...... All right. "

"But you can't mess around, Yingzi will be over when she hears it. "

"Sister Qian, don't worry, I just want to be by your side and ensure that An An will not mess around. "

Jiang Han patted his chest, reassuring.

At this moment, Jiang Han felt ecstatic.

He quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower, then changed into clean clothes.

This was all Song Qian put at home for him, after all, Jiang Han had to come to the house from time to time.

And the house he lives in is next door, and it's really inconvenient to go back and forth.

Wait for him to finish his shower and change his clothes.

Jiang Han first went to Qiao Yingzi's room to take a look.

This little girl has long entered her dream, and she sleeps soundly.

It's just that the sleeping appearance is not very good-looking.

The whole person presents a 'big' character, and the pink little feet are exposed.

The delicate nail polish was shiny and shining in the moonlight.

It adds beauty to her cardamom-like feet.

Seeing that Qiao Yingzi was sleeping soundly, Jiang Han closed the door with peace of mind.

When I returned to Song Qian's boudoir.

Song Qian closed her beautiful eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Han closed the door and locked it by the way.

Then he crept up on the soft bed and got into the bed.

The bed where the little woman slept was protruding was called a fragrant one.

On pillows, quilts, mattresses.

The subtle fragrance is refreshing.

Jiang Han, who was a little tired, was completely energetic at this time.

He turned his head and carefully looked at the pretty side face of his good sister.

Song Qian's nose bridge is not very high, but the overall shape is very appropriate.

It is said that having a good nose bridge is the key to improving appearance.

And the bridge of her nose is a very beautiful one.

Although he is already thirty years old, he is under Song Qian's careful care and maintenance.

Her cheeks are still delicate.

The long eyelashes, curled and straight, gently covered those seductive eyes.

What made Jiang Han happiest was her red lips.

Even if you don't wear lipstick or lipstick.

It still looks pink and tender, bright red and pleasant.

If a woman is beautiful, the first impression is her appearance.

And Song Qian's beauty.

It's from the inside out.

Out.

She has an extraordinary figure and attractive curves.

in.

She has an extraordinary temperament and exudes a charming charm at all times.

All of these are very deadly poisons for men.

At the beginning, Jiang Han was still very peaceful.

is simply admiring Song Qian's appearance.

But slowly, there was some inexplicable meaning flowing in my heart.

It's like a familiar TV plot.

"Don't worry, I'll just give it a hug. "

"I'll just move my hand. "

It seems to be very honest, but in fact, it is taking advantage of the opportunity.

It's full of scheming.

......

The next day.

Song Qian was forced to be woken up by the alarm clock.

Happily, she managed to get a pair of panda eyes.

This is a national treasure.

Song Qian glared at Jiang Han angrily, stretched out her jade hand and pinched him fiercely.

It really is.

This guy, how can he be so messy.

Obviously promised her that she would not do anything.

The results ......

Song Qian had a feeling that she wanted to scold her mother.

"Stinky guy, don't mess around!".

"A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost!".

In fact, when Jiang Han climbed up, she didn't fall asleep at all.

After all.

A big man sleeps next to him, who would sleep so heartlessly.

What if he messes around.

Although it is said that it has been messed up.

"Now, go home. "

"Don't be seen by Yingzi, hurry up!".

Jiang Han, who was satisfied, nodded obediently, "Received, sister!"

He got dressed and opened Song Qian's door.

Then he tiptoed home.

Click!

Listen to the faint sound of the door closing outside.

Song Qian once again leaned on the wall to clean up

Luckily, tomorrow is the weekend, so she doesn't have to go to work, if it's a Monday, in her current state.

How do you teach the students?

Song Qian secretly sweared.

In the future, Jiang Han will never be allowed to enter her boudoir!

......

Morning, 9 o'clock.

Jiang Han, who had a good night's sleep, came to Song Qian's house to make breakfast.

After all, with Song Qian's state, it is estimated that she will have to sleep until more than 10 o'clock.

You can't starve Yingzi, this little girl.

Jiang Han's breakfast is very simple, warm up buns, fritters, porridge or something.

You can eat it.

After Qiao Yingzi finished washing, she looked at the preserved egg and lean porridge on the table, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

It smells so good!

She was really hungry.

And at this time, Song Qian also woke up.

She yawned and opened the door.

See the breakfast prepared on the table, and the smell coming from the tip of your nose.

The resentful thoughts were also soothed at this moment.

Hum.

Stinky brother.

Count you on for something.

I'll forgive you for what happened last night.

Song Qian washed up briefly.

sat down casually and had breakfast with Qiao Yingzi and Jiang Han.

I have to say.

Song Qian's adjustment ability is really top-notch.

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