The redemption target wants me to attack him [Quick Travel]

Chapter 63: Who Are You 6

Teasing can be had, but not overdoing it.
Qi Hanchuan smiled, no longer teasing the ginger fish whose cheeks were red and smoking, only said a good rest, and thoughtfully led into the room.
When the door closed, the ginger fish outside the door finally calmed down and carried the suitcase into another room.
The soldiers came to cover the water, and the so-called came and came, and he could.
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The next morning.
Qi Hanchuan wanted to go to the field to see the land and make sure that the foot injury of the ginger fish was complete, so he took people with him.
Although you hardly need to do anything with gingerfish, you can do a full set of plays, and you have to bring people with you to work.
Of course, there are dinner parties, but it is just a pretense to ask for a female companion, you can bring it or not.
The person who had contacted them in advance led them to see the land, and the words were full of temptation.
"Don't look at the surrounding facilities are desolate now, and when the area is zoned, it is the most central commercial circle, and I also heard that there is a big boss who wants to open a big shopping mall nearby, and the market value of this land is still very high, right?"
Qi Hanchuan was noncommittal, his eyes glanced at the quiet ginger fish on his side.
Today, the sun is big, and after inspecting half of the land, the ginger fish wearing a long turtleneck skirt has a little hot sweat oozing from his forehead.
Qi Hanchuan tilted his head and said in a low voice: "I still have some places to see, you first go to the nearby store and sit for a while."
Jiang Yu shook his head, although he understood this way, he was equivalent to a useless pendant, but how could he leave the boss to rest alone?
Wait a minute.
Jiang Yu's heart was cold, remembering his purpose, the action of shaking his head immediately changed, nodded vigorously, held his throat and smiled "sweetly", and said: "Brother Hanchuan, I'll go to a cool place to rest, you cheer yourself." The
person who helped them lead the way looked at Jiang Yu in surprise, and he thought that this was the beautiful royal sister's secretary beside President Qi.
Qi Hanchuan's eyes skimmed a smile, and he snorted.
The person who came to negotiate asked curiously: "President Qi, that is your wife just now?"
"Not now." Qi Hanchuan denied it, and watched with a smile as Jiang Yu turned around step by step and left, casually and beside him: "Isn't it cute?" So
maybe after that? He nodded and smiled in agreement: "President Qi's vision is good, it is indeed good."
Qi Hanchuan retracted his gaze, and they continued to move forward, and the topic returned to the right track.
After looking at the whole land and going back in a circle, Qi Hanchuan declined the other party's offer to send them back to the hotel, only asked a few restaurants and attractions recommended by Haicheng locals, and said goodbye.
Before he reached the side of the car, he saw a tall figure standing not far away.
Seeing him coming, he trotted and handed over the ice water in his hand.
Jiang Yu did not act as a demon this time, and said obediently: "Mr. Qi has worked hard, drink some water to relieve the heat."
Qi Hanchuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "You didn't go to rest?"
"Go, see Mr. Qi coming over and come out." Jiang Yu said weakly.
This is true, but I always feel that my conscience can't pass, the money in my hand is hot, the stool under my butt seems to be difficult to sit with a needle, and the ginger fish bought two bottles of ice water and hurriedly came out.
Qi Hanchuan bowed his head casually, "Are you resting well?"
Jiang Yu endured it, did not hold back, and asked: "I ran to rest alone, isn't Mr. Qi angry?"
"You didn't delay anyone's time, why are you angry?" Qi Hanchuan wiped away the smile under his eyes and said, "I should be angry if you force heat stroke to cause memph, shouldn't I?" It
seems that something is wrong, and it seems to be this truth.
Ginger fish has a tangled expression.
Qi Hanchuan unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank a sip of water, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, looked at the ginger fish who was staring at him in a daze, and said: "Get in the car and take you to dinner." Ginger
Yu was pulled back to his senses, nodded, remembered the meal he had eaten yesterday, and decided that he was not so abusive today.
Get on the car, Jiang Yu suddenly had a flash of light, since these small means are useless, why not ask me directly?
He seemed to inadvertently ask, "Brother Hanchuan, what kind of female companion do you dislike the most?" Afraid
that the intention was too obvious and was discovered by Qi Hanchuan, Jiang Yu added: "I want to try to avoid your taboo and try to do this job well." Where
did Qi Hanchuan not know the careful thinking of ginger fish? I'm afraid that if he says something, Ginger Yu will do it immediately.
Qi Hanchuan pondered for a moment, looked directly at the road, and said calmly: "If you have to say something, throw yourself in your arms." "
Throwing a hug?
By the way, some men don't like people who take the initiative to hold their thighs. Jiang Yu's mind instantly came alive, and he was a little anxious.
Qi Hanchuan added a fire and said, "It's good that you have a clear distinction between public and private now, and you don't have to do anything specifically." Jiang
Yu felt that he seemed to see the dawn of victory, his beautiful eyes lit up, and he secretly clenched his fists, and he immediately came to give him a hug regardless of whether he was public or private!
Qi Hanchuan Yuguang caught a glimpse of the scrappy appearance of the young man beside him and hooked his lower lip.
It's a busy day and it's getting late when we get back to the hotel.
As soon as the ginger fish returned to the hotel, he got into the room, not knowing what he was doing.
Qi Hanchuan went to the bathroom to take a bath, and when he came out, the door of Jiang Yu was still closed, and he paused and did not bother.
Not long after returning to the room, my hair was still moist, and there was a knock at the door.
Qi Hanchuan stopped wiping his hair, went over to open the door, looked at the ginger fish holding mineral water at the door, and raised his eyebrows.
The ginger fish changed into a flaming red long skirt with a split height, and the legs that were faintly exposed between walking were white and slender, like white stamens in bright and colorful red flowers, and the ultimate contrast between red and white reflected the already porcelain white skin as if it was glowing.
"Mr. Qi." Jiang Yu tried hard to show off the style, and the eyes outlined were sparkling, like a pool of autumn water, looking at Qi Hanchuan with affection, "I can't open this water, can you help me unscrew it?" "
Qi Hanchuan's eyes were slightly dark, and he took the water bottle to help him unscrew it.
When handed over, the unsteady action of the ginger fish could be seen with the naked eye, and the small half of the water immediately flowed, soaking and wetting the waist and abdomen of the large piece of dress, and the dark mark was already thin red skirt smudged an ambiguous trace.
"Ugh." He exclaimed in a fake manner, looked at Qi Hanchuan with an eyebrow, pinched his voice and said delicately: "There is no tissue in my room, can Mr. Qi help me wipe it?"
Qi Hanchuan tilted his head and coughed lightly, and when he turned back, he looked indifferent, and said with a bow: "Okay, I'll help you wipe it."
He reached out, grabbed the doorknob behind Ginger Yu, and closed the door.
With a "click", the door closed, and Jiang Yu's heart trembled, and a question mark slowly appeared on his head.
How is this script different from what he imagined to be blasted out?
What is the purpose of closing the door?!
Qi Hanchuan took a tissue and pressed it on the flat lower abdomen and gently rubbed it.
The warm big hands seem to have some kind of hot magic, the place where it has been wiped is over-electrified and crispy and numb, the ginger fish is inexplicably soft legs and feet, the whole body can not restrain the slight trembling, the long eyelashes are like butterfly wings flapping constantly flapping, and the white ear roots are dyed with a thin red.
"Enough, enough." He couldn't help but speak out and try to stop it.
The dark tide surged under the dark eyes, Qi Hanchuan looked uncertain, one hand clasped the slender waist of the ginger fish, slowly pressed the person against the door, the suppressed voice with an almost imperceptible smile, whispered in the ear of the ginger fish: "Isn't it to dry?" Not dried yet, how is it enough? The
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