This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 1974 Who owns the nightgown?

  As soon as Han Yunan took her seat, she turned her head and saw the dirty marble floor. She casually moved her eyes away, and said to the sofa, "Sit down and talk!"

  Qiao Qing took the seat, faintly feeling that he was a puppet, and all his emotions were fluctuating for Han Yunan.

  In the spacious and magnificent living room, Han Yunan poured a cup of scented tea on the table for Qiao Qing, "You came here tonight, just to explain this?"

   "More than!" Qiao Qing looked at the cup of scented tea, but did not answer, "I'll give you jewelry."

  Han Yunan glanced at him, put the teacup on the coffee table again, and said with a light smile: "What about the jewelry?"

  Qiao Qing looked at himself empty-handed, and was immediately full of chagrin.

  The excuse that he blurted out, just put it on!

  The jewelry is in his apartment, forgot to bring it!

   Compared to the absent-minded Qiao Qing, Han Yunan looks calm and calm.

  She dropped the towel on the table and walked into the bathroom again in Qiao Qing's focused sight.

  When she turned back again, she handed a dry towel to Qiao Qing, “First wipe her hair, I just put in the water, go take a shower, change into clean clothes, don’t catch the cold.”

  Qiao Qing took the towel and wiped it on his hair casually, "I didn't bring any clothes."

  He came in a hurry and just wanted to see her, so he didn't prepare for anything.

   Then, Han Yunan said: "It's okay, I have it here, you should be able to wear it!"

  Qiao Qing: "???"

  He had been to her apartment, but he had no chance to spend the night.

  So, there are men’s clothes in her apartment? !

  This recognition made Qiao Qing's handsome face instantly sink.

  He wanted to ask a question, but he suffered from not having a stand.

  Not long after, Han Yunan has taken out a men’s nightgown from the cloakroom and placed it in front of him, “Go take a bath, and talk about it when you come out!”

  Han Yunan is a smart woman, and he naturally sees Qiao Qing's hesitation but stop expression.

   Seeing this, Qiao Qingwu got up and walked to the bathroom lightly and stubbornly, without taking his nightgown stubbornly.

  Ten minutes later, he finished the bath, simply wrapped a towel, and stood in the bathroom with his hands supporting the sink, his expression was very complicated.

  He didn’t know if he was crazy, he came to Han Yun’an’s house in the middle of the night, obviously looking for abuse!

  That nightgown, at first glance, is not new, which proves that other men have stayed in her house.

  If it’s an ex-boyfriend’s thing, but it hasn’t been thrown away, is it reluctant? !

  Qiao Qing looked up quietly, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but laugh.

  He has read countless women, and has been admired by countless people. In the end, the woman who made him lose his composure turned out to be Han Yunan.

  What a **** irony!

  Qiao Qing hesitated for a while in the bathroom, his unclear clues made him more and more irritable.

  He turned on the faucet, washed his face with a handful of cold water, ignoring the drops of water on his face, opened the door and walked to the living room.

  At this time, the footprints on the floor of the living room have been wiped clean.

  Han Yunan was holding a glass of red wine, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking thoughtfully at the rainy night outside.

   Hearing the sound behind her, she slowly turned her eyes and saw Qiao Qing was only surrounded by a bath towel. She didn't ask much, and shook the glass, "Would you like to drink?"

  Han Yunan like this is too chic, too calm, even in pajamas, the whole person still reveals thousands of graces.

  Qiao Qing's Adam's apple rolled, strode to her reclining chair, leaned over and supported the armrest, confined her in the arms, and whispered in a deep voice: "Whose nightgown belongs to?"

  Han Yunan looked at him calmly, then glanced at the gray nightgown on the sofa, "A friend's."

  (End of this chapter)