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Chapter nine hundred and eighty first to hug

But the footsteps stopped behind, but no sound rang out for a long time.

Su Nangang felt something was wrong, and a familiar low and smooth voice broke the silence.

"What are you watching so focusedly?"

Su Nan was stunned, turned around and looked at Shang Qian who was standing there with a tall and handsome face, and was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you here?"

Shang Qian smiled gently, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes were filled with a shallow warmth.

"Of course I miss you, my girlfriend."

He stood there with his arms wide open, giving her a color.

Su Nan froze for a moment, did he want to hug her?

This action is simply too obvious.

Shang Qian broke the boundaries one after another, and she was no longer surprised.

Every time she contacted her, she was not disgusted. He had a very nice smell of wood agarwood, which made people addicted.

Su Nan gritted her teeth, walked over silently, and leaned stiffly in his arms.

Listening to the laughter coming from his chest, Su Nan's face suddenly turned red.

Hot.

She wanted to escape in an instant, but her hands tightly wrapped around her waist and locked her in her arms.

Gentle but powerful.

Shang Qian's hand stopped on her back and looked at the direction she had just looked.

The voice was mute and quiet, and she whispered in her ear:

"So it's so pretty..."

It was like a feather brushing across the tip of his heart, Su Nan's heart seemed to have passed the electric current, and it was numb for a moment.

He secretly pointed it out, but Su Nan couldn't get the right name.

She struggled for a while, and Shang Qian let go with a sense of understanding.

He also knew that it could not be too much.

Today's sugar is enough.

Su Nan turned around as if nothing had happened and got on the rattan chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Why didn't you bring little Mike with you?"

Shang Qian's gentle face instantly felt a little aggrieved.

"I don't want him to bother us, I will have the maid and bodyguards accompany him in the library until evening.

Didn't expect you miss him quite a bit?"

Su Nan pursed her lips and signaled the rattan chair opposite her.

Shang Qian walked over and sat down, the sun shining on his body, and the shadow was deeply carved.

His long legs bent, his side face was handsome, his facial features were not aggressive at all, and he was gentle and quiet.

At this time, he looked at Su Nan opposite him with deep eyes, with a smile on his lips.

Su Nan dodged his gaze and paused:

"You are so good at cheating children!"

Shang Qian smiled, "A boy, you can't spoil it."

He couldn't stand it when he was spoiled by him.

Su Nan suddenly remembered Shang Yi, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that Shang Yi is here."

Shang Qian was not surprised at all, as if he had expected it.

"I know."

"You know?"

Shang Qian nodded, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes.

"How could he give up so easily? He must be impatient to persuade you to nod. In this way, he can completely step on me and see my joke."

Su Nan opened her mouth, with a little tangled look.

I want to ask, but I don't know if I should ask.

Shang Qian noticed her expression and smiled.

"What else did he say?"

Su Nan shook her head, "Just telling about your father's critically ill thing. You really won't go back and take a look?"

After all, if it is true, you may regret it for the rest of your life.

Shang Qian lowered his eyes, covering up the chill that was about to gush out from his eyes.

"No, since I left the business, his life and death had nothing to do with me."

His tone was stiff, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

Su Nan looked at him quietly for a few seconds, smiled, and said nothing.

Forget it, stop asking.
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