Zhiyun subconsciously touched herself to see if she could find a bug.

"Zhizhi." Han Qingrang grabbed her hand. "Am I a stingy person in your eyes?"

When he spoke to her, his expression was clearly cold and distant, but his eyes were full of her.

This visual impact was quite huge for Zhiyun.

"Doctor Han..."

"Zhizhi, tell the truth."

"...Doctor Han, you're not stingy. In fact, in my heart, you're the best and most generous man, not stingy at all. I said that on purpose for Si Yufeng to hear, so that he would know that I have a very petty... no, a very possessive boyfriend."

"Little, heart, eyes??"

Zhiyun: “…”

It's over. The more I explain, the more confusing it becomes. The more I explain, the more guilty she feels. She clearly didn't do anything and didn't say anything.

But she was 100% sure that Han Qingrang minded the time she and Si Yufeng had just spent together, minded the way Si Yufeng looked at her, and minded Si Yufeng touching her hand.

I mind very much!

So he is losing his temper now!

Very milky temper!

“Hey hey… hey Han Qing told you not to…!!”

When Zhiyun was distracted, Han Qingrang's arms suddenly lifted her hips and lifted her up, letting her sit on the sink.

In this case, she is a little taller than him.

"Zhizhi, kiss me."

His demand for love was direct and passionate.

Zhiyun was embarrassed.

"Doctor Han, this is the bathroom, the women's bathroom at that. We... shouldn't be here, right? It would be awkward if someone came in."

She said worriedly.

But Han Qingrang told her: "There are people guarding outside, no one will come in to disturb us."

“…”

She didn't move, so Han Qingrang tilted his face up a little more, only half a fist away from her face.

Zhiyun's breathing stopped for a long time.

The next second, her body suddenly crashed backwards, her back pressed against the mirror...

…

A few minutes later, Zhiyun came out of the bathroom.

The complexion is normal, but the color of the lips is a little abnormal, too red.

That gentlemanly scoundrel slowly walked out.

He wore a white shirt with a black windbreaker that reached his knees, and a pair of straight long trousers underneath.

With this kind of attire, coupled with a face that is too stunning to be ignored, and those elegant gold-rimmed glasses, he is absolutely a man of literati elegance and is so isolated.

Only Zhiyun knew that the contrast between Han Qingrang's appearance and inner qualities was too great.

He is one way in front of her and another way in front of outsiders.

"Are you going to the party now?"

Zhiyun asked him.

If he wanted to go, she would take him, but not in front of Zhi's father and Zhi's mother.

At her age, her mother doesn't want her to fall in love, and her father won't allow it either. It's not unreasonable, but she hopes she can experience love at a mature age. The right choice is always better than wasting youthful love. Only when you experience more, you will know how precious love is and will know how to cherish it more.

That's why she didn't dare let Zhi's father and mother know that she had a boyfriend.

Having never had family affection, she especially cherishes every bit of family affection she has now.

But Han Qingrang deliberately opposed her, "Zhizhi, I want to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"No, you don't want to."

"Zhizhi, I want to see you."

"It's not appropriate now."