Chapter 1970 Compared with men, work is more important!

  Han Yunan looked at the set of jewellery carefully, the emerald inlaid in white gold was crystal clear and bright in color.

  Probably like Qiao Qing said, after a special design, it is still a world away from other cheesy jewelry in the counter.

  Not long, Han Yunan nodded slightly and gave a very pertinent comment, "Not bad."

  Qiao Qing's tense emotions, instantly relaxed.

  He bent his knees and stood up, took out the exquisite necklace, and walked around behind the sofa, "I'll bring it for you."

  Han Yunan wanted to refuse, but Qiao Qing moved quickly, with his arms directly around her shoulders and neck, and soon helped her wear it.

  At this time, the shopping guide handed the mirror to Han Yunan while praising, “This design really matches Miss Han’s temperament, look!”

  Faced with such compliments, Han Yunan's reaction was dull.

  Her fingertips stroked the smooth jade jade face, and then looked at Qiao Qing through the mirror, "It's a waste!"

  Qiao Qing smiled slightly, and looked at her seriously, "You like it!"

  So, when he helped Han Yunan take off the necklace, his fingertips gently slid across her side neck uncontrollably.

  Although Han Yunan is three years older than him, her generous life still keeps her skin moisturized and shiny.

  The charm and **** of mature women are vividly reflected in her.

  Qiao Qing's hands were still lingering on her skin, but Han Yunan was very calm and avoided his movements.

  She took the necklace along the way, handed it to the shopping guide, and whispered: "Help me put it up."

   "Okay, Miss Han."

  Taking the jewelry, the two of them left the storefront at the counter.

  Qiao Qing carried the box and walked beside Han Yunan, with the other hand hanging down to his side, rubbing his fingertips twice, he made a gesture to hold Han Yunan.

  But, as soon as the fingertips touched the back of her hand, Han Yunan raised his hand and opened the purse directly, and took out the phone from the inside...

  At this time, Qiao Qing frowned helplessly and irritably, and he could feel Han Yunan deliberately avoiding his touch.

  There are indeed many unread messages on her mobile page, most of which are emails from the company.

  It was almost half past nine in the evening. She glanced at Qiao Qing and asked without surprise, "Anything else?"

  Qiao Qing's thin lips pressed tightly, his tone was slightly blunt, "It's gone."

   "Well, take me home."

  Han Yunan's attitude, which was taken for granted, made Qiao Qing increasingly unhappy.

  He walked slowly, watching her concentrate on replying to the email, and ignoring Han Yunan’s estrangement, he raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, and then forcibly held her hand.

  Han Yunan was unguarded, and his phone fell to the ground.

  Qiao Qing: "..."

  Han Yunan looked at the phone on the ground, faintly turned his eyes, and met Qiao Qing's blinking eyes, and said lightly: "I'm busy!"

  Qiao Qing leaned over and picked up the phone without saying a word, put it back in her hand, and walked outside while pulling her.

  Han Yunan can only follow Qiao Qing's swift steps, and can't continue with half-reply emails.

  Two people shuttled past the mall in tandem. During this period, Qiao Qing was like an awkward child, saying nothing, just holding Han Yunan's hand firmly, not giving her a chance to escape.

  Han Yunan looked at Qiao Qing's back, twisted his eyebrows, sighed and put the phone in his pocket.

  She didn't have the mind to try Qiao Qing, she just wanted to go home as soon as possible and deal with business affairs.

  Compared with men, work is more important.

  (End of this chapter)