C17 You Provoke Me?

On the other hand, Qin Xuanlei had never thought of a countermeasure, but he was a bit more decisive towards the Gu family's methods, and he would never easily reveal that he already had a countermeasure. Perhaps Qin Xuanlei's arrogance was arrogant and did not place anyone in his eyes, so many people could not even guess what he was thinking, and it would be difficult for him to contend with him.

He had originally wanted to have a good chat with Han An about how to take care of Xiao An, but in reality, he didn't want to monopolize Xiao An's rights to take care of him. He had even thought of giving the two of them a place to live in, but seeing how Han Xin An was avoiding him, he believed that even if he had a good chat, he would probably be rejected.

Recently, his habits had changed a lot. It was probably because Little An was too naive and sensible, so he couldn't help but sneakily laugh in front of others, causing many people to think that he was under too much pressure from his work these days.

"You're awake."

Han An Xin's voice broke through his thoughts. He had to be resolute towards her. As he thought of this idea, Qin XuanAo only lightly nodded his head and sat on the sofa in front of her.

The wind blew in gently. This summer's afternoon always gave people a sense of comfort. If it wasn't for their awkward relationship, it would look like a warm home. The children were taking a nap while the father was drinking tea.

After being silent for a while, Han Xin could feel the faint aura on his body. It was still as cool and distant as before, but it was an exception for Little An. No matter how unreasonable and unreasonable Little An was, he could always explain to him with a smile whether it was good or bad.

"What's the matter?" When he felt Han Xin's gaze, he didn't feel uncomfortable. In fact, he was even looking forward to what she would say to make him feel happier.

Han An was startled, and suddenly noticed his impoliteness, he quickly shook his head, then nodded his head. Looking at Qin Xuan's arrogant eyes, he seriously said: "When are you leaving? Little An is about to wake up. "

Shooing him away again? As the saying goes, when you interact with someone you have a good impression of, two things will happen: one is you want them to get close to you, and the other is you want them to stay away from you.

As for why there was a second type, it was probably because she didn't want the other party to interfere in her life, or perhaps because they had once been hurt by her feelings. Han Xin was obviously like this, but it also proved that in her heart, she couldn't help but have a good impression of Qin Xuanlei.

Qin XuanAo immediately stood up. He didn't have the intention of walking to the door. Instead, he quietly stared at Han Xin, who was sitting there, with a dark expression.

As if feeling slightly pressured, Han Xin didn't dare to raise her head to look into his eyes. She turned her head away somewhat guiltily. For someone as proud and arrogant as Qin Xuan, chasing after him time and time again was probably a big taboo.

Suddenly, with a sudden burst of strength, he pushed himself backwards. Qin XuanAo imprisoned Han Xin to the sofa, his left hand gripped her chin and forced her to meet his gaze. An inexplicable anger welled up in his heart, and it was true that Han Xin had offended his pride, so he definitely wouldn't allow this sort of thing to happen.

"You … What are you doing? " Han An's eyes were filled with panic. His current posture made it easy for people to think of another aspect of him that was difficult to say. To Han Xin, it was easier to think of that night four years ago.

Closing his eyes in fear, he tried his best not to reminisce the past. However, when his hands came into contact with the chest that had taken away a trace of the warmth, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Like I said, no one dares to do this to me. Don't try to provoke me." Qin Xuan's arrogant expression was indifferent as he looked down from above. There was not a single trace of a smile on his face, making people feel fear.

Han Xin swallowed a mouthful of saliva. What should she do now to jump out of this awkward situation? Apologize? Right! Apologize, and at least give him a way out so as not to make things difficult for him.

"Right... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drive you away... But... Just asking. "

"Is that so?"

"Right... "Right."

Seeing Han An's frantic expression, Qin Xuan couldn't help but force himself to continue making things difficult for her. Since Han An had already offered her a flight of steps, it would be difficult for him to explain himself to Little An. He tactfully left the sofa and returned to his original seat.

The fawn on Han Xin's chest kept on bumping into her. Every time she approached Qin XuanAo, she would be on guard, or perhaps it was more accurate to say that she was nervous, let alone those intimate movements just now …

She actually felt embarrassed? As for someone who didn't put him in their eyes, would he blush and be shy? If he really wanted to slap himself in the face and wake up, so what if Qin XuanAo had a peerless appearance? Wasn't he toying with himself in the palm of his hand? What was there to be moved by about such a person?

"Father... "Father …" A childish, painful voice sounded in the living room. The two of them immediately turned their gazes to Little An, who was still sleeping in the room.

Han An Xin was the first to rush over and lightly pat Little An's face, as if it was a nightmare. Her forehead was covered in a lot of sweat, and her hair was already wet and stuck to her forehead, forming a frown. Her cherry red lips were still muttering to herself, and her hands tightly hugged the pillow, as if she was afraid that someone had stolen something important.

"Little An …" Baby... What's the matter with you? "

Seeing the child sick, Han Xin felt as if she were in pain. Qin XuanAo noticed her anxiety and decided that there was no need to separate from Xiao An, otherwise, it would be very difficult for the two of them to survive. This was blood is thicker than water.

Finally, under a few soft calls, Little An opened his eyes. There was still some mist in his eyes, and his dazed and frightened expression made Han An's heart ache even more. Why did he suddenly have such a good nightmare?

When he first saw the enlarged Han An's face, Little An's tears immediately began streaming down his face. His voice was aggrieved, but he didn't dare to cry out loud. Does Daddy not want us anymore? "

After saying this, the crying sound slowly came out, from sobbing to a soft moan. The young and tender voice would always strike at the most vulnerable part of an adult's heart, not to mention Han Xin, his own mother.