Dear Mr. Shi

Han Qianqian didn't know exactly what kind of mood she was at that time, and she would feel relieved to give herself to a stranger like that.

But at that time, she was really exhausted, and her whole person was collapsed, and she could no longer hold on.

When she woke up, it seemed to be the evening, the winter night came very early, and the sky was already covered by shady after five o'clock.

The dimly opened eyes, the pungent smell of disinfectant made her frowned subconsciously.

She thought she was in the hospital. After all, the smell of such strong disinfectant water was so strong, but she didn't expect that when she sat up, she found herself taking a needle in someone's house.

The rooms are mainly designed in black and white gray, simple and practical, decorated with green potted plants in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Where is this?" With this question, Han Qianqian removed the hanging needle in her hand, got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.

The living room has dark gray wall tiles and purple carpet as the background, with white sofas and chandeliers, it looks distinct and full of sense.

At this moment, a man walked out of the bathroom and unexpectedly saw Han Qianqian standing in the living room, looking ashamed as a lost child, but when he saw him, his eyes suddenly brightened.

The man almost couldn't breathe in a breath. He was used to living alone for a long time. He forgot that there was an extra woman in the house today. He had just taken a shower. He had nothing but underwear and a bath towel on his shoulders.

He was very embarrassed, and quickly put the T-shirt that was thrown on the sofa on him.

Although a little anxious, she didn't look embarrassed at all.

The man is a little conservative, he doesn't shy away from Han Qianqian, staring straight at him, his almost **** body just now, his face is a bit unpleasant: "Miss, you are already awake, then you leave!"

Han Qianqian slowly approached him, her eyes fixed on his face: "This is your home?"

"Yes!" The man nodded and took a step back subconsciously.

"What's your name?" Han Qianqian asked again.

The man frowned slightly, his eyes were a little shy, and he seemed a little embarrassed: "You just fainted. I am a doctor, so I happened to save you. I don't need your thanks. If you are fine, go home!"

"Name? Your name!" Han Qianqian continued to ask.

The man finally said his name: "In Xia Tang Fei!"

Han Qianqian chuckled: "Next... why don't you call me a girl?"

Tang Fei's ears were red, and he didn't know what to say, so he gave another visit order: "Miss, you have been sleeping all day and night. I think your family should be very worried about you. You should go home quickly."

Han Qianqian did not leave, but still looked at him: "Well, you are quite handsome, especially your eyes are very gentle, just like the summer sun, it can roast people."

Tang Feiqiang resisted his flustered heart, and said with a serious face: "Miss, I think you should study hard. You can't use some words indiscriminately."

"Oh? It can't be applied," Han Qianqian looked distressed and suddenly smiled: "That's because your eyes are very deep and deep, like a very hungry wolf..."

Tang Fei was speechless.

He looked at Han Qianqian rigorously, and said solemnly: "The next single man is not suitable to take you in. You can leave as soon as you wake up!"

A conservative and rigid man doesn't speak too many words, and he doesn't get too entangled with a strange woman. He can say that all he can do is to chase guests away.