Hickey marks on the neck (3)

Han qiqing's tone and expression were unnatural.

Han Yuexu looked at her deeply and said in his magnetic voice, " I want to talk to you. &Quot;

Han qiqing laughed dryly. &Quot; what's there to talk about? "

When they had just met, she had not dared to look at him.

Now, when their eyes met, she realized that his eyes were bloodshot.

Did he not sleep well last night?

Was it because ... He was worried that she didn't come back to sleep?

Han qiqing quickly shook her head in her heart to stop herself from overthinking.

He might have gone out to play all night with his friends, or he might have activated his workaholic late-night state again.

It might not be because of her.

It couldn't have been because of her.

Han qiqing was very afraid that her heart would rekindle.

That was why she was so flustered. She just wanted to get rid of him, escape from him, and stop him from influencing her thoughts.

She had finally managed to make herself happy.