Chapter 219 I Like You A Little (3)

Xie Yiren was stunned, and subconsciously called out: "Hancheng..."

Shouldn't he be working at Han's?Why are you at home?

Han Cheng didn't expect Xie Yiren to come back, so he quickly averted his gaze, not wanting her to see his distress.

After leaving the Xieyi people, he did not return to the group, but drove back to Tianli Community.

In an empty apartment, in a quiet environment, all sensory perceptions are infinitely magnified, he feels like his heart is being torn apart, and the picture of Xie Yiren looking at Mu Jianxuan keeps flashing in his mind. No, I can only anesthetize with the most primitive alcohol...

But at the end of the drink, the headache became more and more painful, but the picture became clearer and clearer...

Xie Yiren stood at the door and saw Han Cheng quickly lowered his head, and a wound flashed unconsciously in his eyes. He really didn't want to see her...

That couldn't be better, they don't want to see each other, so she should stay far away from his sight!

The Xie Yi turned around and closed the door, changed his shoes, and walked straight to his bedroom without seeing anything.

Han Cheng lowered his head, but the corner of his eye was still on Xie Yiren. He watched the figure walk past him resolutely, without stopping for a minute or a second, as if he was transparent.

Han Cheng twitched the corners of his lips bitterly, picked up the wine, and poured it with his head held high. The alcohol entered his stomach, and it was as cold as his heart...

In fact, Xie Yi was the same as Han Cheng, pretending not to look at him, but his peripheral vision always drifted to Han Cheng uncontrollably, so she noticed a pile of empty wine bottles at his feet.

He drank so much alcohol alone...

At that moment, a trace of unbearable and heartache flashed across her heart, and she stopped unconsciously, and then she caught a glimpse of the scene of Han Cheng pouring alcohol, almost moving faster than her brain, and rushed to him with a stride, stretched out her hand and snatched him away. Pass the wine bottle in Han Cheng's hand.

"Don't drink any more!" the Xie Yi angrily reprimanded.

"..."

Han Cheng hadn't recovered from the shock of the Xie Yi people snatching his wine bottle, when she suddenly heard her angry reprimand, his heart trembled, and he raised his head involuntarily, looking at the woman who made his heart ache.

She stared at him condescendingly, her big eyes were full of anger, was she angry at him for drinking so much wine?
"What are you looking at, you bastard, why don't you drink so much wine to death!"

She was so sad that she didn't go to drink to get drunk. What's worth getting drunk when he and Lin Luofei are happy in the office? !
asshole!Big bastard!

Thinking of the scene of him and Lin Luofei in the office, Xie Yiren's heart began to feel uncomfortable again. She gave Han Cheng a hard look, and turned to leave.

But suddenly, her hand was grabbed by a big palm, and then a strong force pulled her back. In just a second, Xie Yiren fell to Han Cheng's chest, almost lying on her stomach. on him.

"Xie Yiren, were you caring about me just now?" Han Cheng reached out to caress her cheek, his fingertips trembling, stroking her fair and smooth skin.

Han Cheng's fingertips were very cold, pressing against her skin brought an inexplicable warmth, she suddenly wished that this hand would keep touching her face like this, but it also touched Lin Luofei...

"I didn't care about you!" Xie Yiren raised his hand to knock off Han Cheng's hand touching her face, and turned his head away from looking at him.

"Really?" Han Cheng asked indifferently, without the slightest displeasure in his tone, he raised his hand and pressed Xie Yiren's soft body to himself, "It's okay, I can take it as your duplicity."

(End of this chapter)

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