I really don't want to make a choice

After eating barbecue, Han Lang took a nap in the car for a while in the afternoon.

Ouyang Qian is still busy in the afternoon.

When she woke up, Ouyang Qian was packing up her sketching tools.

"Are you ready to go?"

Han Lang asked Ouyang Qian outside the car window, looking at the time, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon.

I will start now, and I'm afraid it will be almost six o'clock when I arrive at school.

"Yes."

Ouyang Qian said.

Then Han Lang got out of the car and began to help Ouyang Qian move things.

This boring day is finally over, and I have repaid Ouyang Qian's favor.

For Ouyang Qian, she saw another side of Han Lang today.

In the past, he thought that Han Lang was just a conceited, affectionate, romantic man.

Little did he know that he still had such a side today.

Ouyang Qian sat in the co-pilot, and Han Lang listened to music while driving.

"Are you like this in the company?"

Ouyang Qian suddenly asked curiously.

"How is it possible, I'm a domineering president in the company."

"Everyone has two sides."

Han Lang said with a smile.

Ouyang Qian suddenly felt that she was asking an idiot question.

Just like his own father, he looks completely different outside and at home.

"Are you men like this? Isn't this tired?"

Ouyang Qian suddenly asked again.

"It's unnecessary for you to ask this question, not only for men, but also for women."

"Think about when we first met, are you like this now?"

"Then how warm you are to me."

Han Lang said with a smile.

Idle is also idle, chatting is also very good.

Ouyang Qian was speechless.

She always felt that she was real.

But hearing what Han Lang said, it seems to be right.

It can be seen that smart women sometimes get confused in some small things.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Ouyang Qian asked again.

"You can ask, but I don't have to answer."

Han Lang took the words and said with a smile.

This woman can be regarded as his nemesis, the ghost knows what questions she will ask, and she absolutely cannot agree.

In order to let her keep the secret for him before, Han Lang promised Ouyang Qian that he would do one thing for her when the time came.

Of course, today's matter is too small to count.

But Ouyang Qian is also very good, and never mentioned this matter.

This is also an important reason why Han Lang gave Ouyang Qian a high look.

"You have so many girlfriends, which one do you like best?"

"What do they have in common?"

Ouyang Qian said.

"The palms and backs of the hands are all meat, I like them all equally, there is no favorite."

"To be a human being, you need a bowl of water to be level. Why do you want to compare one, two, three?"

"As for what they have in common, they are all in good shape, good-looking, and treat me well."

"Men, it's not that complicated to like women."

Han Lang replied with a smile.

This question is not particularly complicated, nor is it a difficult question to answer.

"It's superficial."

Ouyang Qian said with a look of contempt.

"Why are you superficial? Men like women to look at their faces and bodies, and treat themselves well. Isn't that enough?"

"Could it be that if you like a man, you don't consider the man's appearance?"

Han Lang immediately retorted.

"But I'll watch others, too."

Ouyang Qian also retorted this time.

"You asked about the common ground, and I didn't say that they don't consider other things."

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Ouyang Qian was speechless.

Han Lang drove the car directly to Ouyang Qian's downstairs.

"You go to the trunk to get things by yourself, and I won't come down. It's not good to be seen by others."

Han Lang said with a smile.

"You are afraid that the influence will be bad, it is really hypocritical."

"You are not afraid of the shadow slanting when you are upright, so what are you afraid of?"

Ouyang Qian said with a smile.

"Crush people to death under the tongue, one more thing is worse than one less thing."

Han Lang said again.

Ouyang Qian didn't bother to pay attention to him, she got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out her things.

As Han Lang was about to leave, Ouyang Qian knocked on Han Lang's car window.

"What else is there?"

Han Lang asked.

"I'll give you a painting, I painted it today."

Ouyang Qian threw a painting into Han Lang's car.

When Han Lang saw it, he saw that the picture was of himself having a barbecue.

Although he didn't paint himself that handsome, but his demeanor was not bad.

Then Han Lang started the car and left here.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Han Lang was going to drive the car to the company's side, and his own car was parked there.

If the car doesn't drive back, Sister Fang will drive her own car.

The main reason is that there are some materials and clothes of my own in the car.

Besides, Sister Fang is not used to driving her own car.

As soon as the car drove outside the gate, Han Lang's phone rang, and it was Li Qiuzhu calling.

Han Lang parked the car in an open space at the gate of the school and began to answer the phone.

"Are you at school?"

Li Qiuzhu asked directly.

"Not here, what's the matter?"

Han Lang replied directly.

Li Qiuzhu must have no good looking for him.

"I'm on a road not far from your school, and my car had an accident just now."

Li Qiuzhu said again.

"ACCIDENT?"

Han Lang asked.

This Li Qiuzhu is not lying to himself again, is he?

"Well, since you're not at school, forget it."

Li Qiuzhu said again.

"Where is the specific location, send me a text message, and I will go to find you."

Han Lang was still a little worried.

Li Qiuzhu probably wouldn't joke about this kind of thing with himself.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qiuzhu sent himself a text message.

Han Lang immediately drove there.

Because of the short distance, Han Lang arrived at the location Li Qiuzhu mentioned in less than 5 minutes.

"..."

Seeing that Li Qiuzhu's car crashed into a guardrail, the front end was completely scrapped.

There are already traffic police taking pictures on the side.

Han Lang felt speechless.

Li Qiuzhu is an old driver, how could he be like this.

"Aunt Zhu, are you okay?"

Seeing the scene, Han Lang no longer thought that Li Qiuzhu was lying to him.

"I was scared to death just now, I thought I would never see you again."

Seeing Han Lang approaching, Li Qiuzhu threw herself into Han Lang's arms and cried.

After all, women are still vulnerable.

"Are you injured?"

The car was so badly damaged, it was hard for Han Lang to imagine that Li Qiuzhu was not injured.

"I'm fine, but when I opened the door, I touched my foot."

Li Qiuzhu said with an aggrieved face.

"Okay, okay, it's okay."

"Say hello to the traffic police department, arrange a tow truck, and I'll take you back."

At this juncture, Han Lang couldn't care less about anything else.

When Li Qiuzhu encountered such a big event, she called herself immediately, which shows that she really has herself in her heart.

Fortunately she is fine.

"Ok!"

Li Qiuzhu will be very gentle this time, perhaps because the accident has had too much psychological impact on her.

Li Qiuzhu was sitting in the co-pilot of Han Lang's car, she was still in a trance.

"Aunt Zhu, it's okay."

Seeing Aunt Zhu like this, Han Lang felt a little distressed.

Although her family background is superior, she has lost her parents since she was a child. In a sense, she is actually very unfortunate.

"Are there tissues in the car?"

Because of Li Qiuzhu's crying just now, his nose feels a little uncomfortable.

"some."

Holding the steering wheel with his left hand, Han Lang pointed to the bottom of the center console with his right hand and said.

Li Qiuzhu immediately tore two pieces of paper, wiped his eyes, and wiped his nose.

Suddenly she saw something rolled up next to the tissue.

She just took it and opened it.

Han Lang was driving and didn't pay much attention.

Suddenly she squinted.

Ok?

What did she take?

It seems to be the painting by Ouyang Qian.

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