A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
The two doctors and nurses who were watching the excitement outside were watching with great interest.
This is the first time everyone has seen Dr. Han like this!
Zhiyun walked to the door and immediately started yelling, "What are you looking at?!"
The doctor and the nurse looked at each other: "..."
Immediately following.
"Bang!"
The door suddenly closed.
The office door was closed, blocking out the view of those outside watching the excitement.
This action not only stunned the people outside, but also stunned Han Qingrang, and the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated...
Zhiyun fell back and stood in front of him. Looking at his dull expression, she found it adorable. How could there be such a lustful and adorable man?!
But it’s true that I’m very angry.
"Okay, now that there's no one around, let's talk it over."
"Weave weave..."
His expression was still dull and dazed.
It seems like he hasn't reacted yet.
Zhiyun suddenly stood on tiptoe, cupped his face, and pressed her lips against his. It was a simple gesture, just a kiss. But she felt that she had kissed him seriously, not perfunctorily.
You can come back later to get into more depth, it’s fine to just have a taste of it.
Han Qingrang didn't react.
She came close to him and then left, and the soft breath disappeared so quickly that he couldn't catch it.
He slowly raised his hand, and his fingertips touched his own lips, his expression was simply innocent.
He was used to her taking the initiative, but when she took the initiative, it could make a gale pass through his heart, and the wind would make the bells jingle, and it would take a long time to calm down.
"Weave weave..."
When he spoke again, his voice was not as low and hoarse as before. It became very light and clear, like the gurgling water in a creek at night, quiet and moving.
Zhiyun explained her behavior just now: "I don't like showing affection to my man and being watched by others. Do you like it? If you like it, I can slowly consider it and then accept it. After all, I am a very low-key and shy person."
“…”
She finished her words.
He suddenly laughed.
The smile is so stunning.
He whispered, "I don't like it," then took her hand and interlocked their fingers, "I thought you..."
"Thought I was leaving?"
He didn't say anything, but that expression spoke for him, that he thought she was going to leave.
At that moment, he almost couldn't control his inner demons.
Zhiyun looked down at their clasped hands and said meaningfully, "Why are you leaving? I came here to pick you up."
In fact, she really wanted to leave for a moment just now, but her clear mind told her that if she left, it would be the end of the game. Men can just be coaxed and it’s no big deal!
"Who is the person who asked you to weave?" he asked her.
Zhiyun explained seriously: "His name is Ji Chen. He is a smartass who deliberately provoked you, the queen. This is the first time I met him today."
The word 'main wife' pleased him again.
But the pleasure only lasted for a few seconds, and Han Qingrang realized that the main wife was just the main wife, and having a main wife did not prevent those with ulterior motives from appearing one after another.
"Zhizhi, when will you marry me?" He looked forward to this day every day.
Expecting, she agreed to marry him.
"It's too early to talk about this, but if we can really work together, the wedding day is just a matter of time."
This sentence is a reassurance.
After saying that, Zhiyun looked at his expression and saw nothing unusual, so there was nothing wrong with this sentence.
He suddenly picked her up, walked back, and placed her on his desk. Zhiyun sat on it, her feet swaying. He leaned over and pressed her down. Zhiyun's hands rested on the table, but his arm was across her waist to prevent her from falling backwards due to lack of strength.