Chapter 110
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Ye Huanyan fell to the ground and snorted with pain. There was a sound of opening and closing the door behind her. She was stiff and struggled to get up from the ground.
Ling Han leaned over and stretched out his hand to her, and his expressionless face could not see good or evil,
"Get up."
Ye Huanyan propped up on the ground with one hand and encouraged him to support half of his body. At this time, seeing Ling Han reaching out to him, his heart moved slightly, thinking that he had just turned a blind eye by the pool, perhaps he was just unwilling to expose the relationship between the two of them in front of everyone.
There was a little comfort in my heart,
"When you lose your face in front of so many people, do you think you lost your face alone?"
This sentence made her raised hand suddenly jump and hang on her side,
"No brain as before."
Ling Han frowned, his face a little disgusted. Seeing that she didn't move, his eyebrows frowned deeper, and he simply picked her up and threw her into the bathroom.
With a 'Hula', the door of the bathroom was pulled, isolating the two people,
"Even several artists of the 18th tier can ride on your head. You are tired of being the chief secretary."
A series of satires made ye Huanyan's body gradually stiffen. She stood for a while holding the glass door of the bathroom shower, looking at the tall figure behind the frosted door of the bathroom shaking faintly, and the sarcasm stabbed her heart word by word, bleeding, until she was numb.
I don't know how long it took, the shadow at the door disappeared. Finally, she slowly breathed out, turned on the shower head, and poured cold water from the top of her head. She was excited all over, and her brain was inexplicably clear.
This trip to Bali was originally expected to be difficult, but now it seems that there is no big gap.
She took a quick bath in this cold water. When she turned off the shower, she suddenly found that she didn't bring her clothes in.
Looking up at the white bath towel on the towel rack, she frowned and subconsciously glanced at the direction of the bathroom door.
Ling Han should have left.
She walked out of the bathroom barefoot wrapped in a bath towel and hair. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom door, she saw a lazy figure on the sofa, with a hotel magazine on her knees. She leaned askew against the sofa cushion, closed her eyes and breathed evenly.
She paused, a trace of panic appeared on her face, and subconsciously covered the towel on her chest.
It seems that... I fell asleep.
With a slight sigh of relief, she tiptoed towards the suitcase she had put by the bed.
I turned out my pajamas from the suitcase, looked back with her pajamas in my arms, and after confirming that Ling Han was sleeping well, I crept back to the bathroom with her pajamas in my arms. When I closed the door, there was an inevitable noise. She suddenly closed her eyes and quickly locked it.
On the sofa, Ling Han slowly opened his eyes, leisurely picked up the magazine on his knee, got up and walked towards the bed.
In the bathroom,
Ye Huanyan looked at himself in the mirror. The pink silk nightdress with suspenders set off his shoulders white and flawless, and a string of white embroidered flowers on his chest. The gully was like a shadow, but it was too wow with half sleeved silk pajamas. After that, this nightdress was not very sexy and exposed,
What embarrassed her at this moment was that she forgot to take her underwear in her hurry after such a breathtaking trip back and forth.
Across the nightdress, she touched her ass and felt chilly inexplicably.
Covering his skirt, he tiptoed out of the bathroom door, but was surprised to find that the man on the sofa had disappeared.
be gone?
She was a little stunned. After slowly exhaling, she walked towards her bed quite relaxed.
The man half leaning against the bed just looked at her in his spare time, looking like waiting for a rabbit.
She was suddenly stunned,
"You haven't left yet?"
Ling Han's eyes looked at her from head to foot. Her face was flat, and there was a trace of disdain in the corners of her eyes,
"Look at you, you don't seem to care much about what just happened."
Ye Huanyan's reddish eyes showed a bleary look, and his chest suddenly felt a little stuffy.
She is a person who can release a lot of things after crying. No one's life is easy. It seems that someone will embarrass you and trample you. If she can't even live with herself, what's the meaning of this life.
Strong self-healing ability does not mean that the pain in your heart disappears like this. The wound is always there. Even if the scar gradually diminishes, when you touch it again, there will still be pain like conditioned reflex.
She looked at Ling Han with determination, and her eyes were dim bit by bit.
"Are you still busy?"
Ling Han frowned and looked at her, but she was slightly sulky,
"Forgot my appointment in the morning so soon?"
morning?
At the front desk of the hotel, about the appointment at 9:30 p.m?
"This is my room."
Ye Huanyan's voice was a little stuffy, and his fingers clenching his coat trembled slightly.
That ridiculous agreement is just a threat of talking to himself. What kind of agreement is it?
"Really?" Ling Han sat up from the bed, covered the bedspread on his side with his big hand, and gently patted, "come here."
Ye Huanyan stepped back, "President Ling, it's getting late, you..."
"I'll let you come."
Ling Han's tone was a little heavy, and he saw ye Huanyan shivering all over.
It can be seen that she is afraid of him.
Her fingers clenched the corner of her skirt, and she kept pulling down. She was very cramped, and her eyes were red and swollen. She died at a glance. She had just cried in the bathroom.
Ling Han's tone loosened a little, "rest first, and there will be work tomorrow. I hope you can cheer up."
With that, he got up and walked towards the door.
"I've settled the matter of customer renewal, and I'll leave tomorrow."
Behind her, there was a somewhat stubborn voice.
Holding the hand of the door handle, he looked back and stared at the figure coldly, "what did you say?"
"I'm going to leave tomorrow. It's not an eyesore here. Have a good time with Miss Sheng."
Ling Han's face sank, "did I say to let you go?"
"Ling always probably drank too much tonight and forgot something."
"For example?"
The footsteps behind him approached step by step.
Ye Huanyan gritted his teeth, "on the plane."
"I really forgot,"
The sudden pressure on her shoulders made her stiff, and she fell into a wide chest. She exclaimed,
"Why don't you review it again? Maybe I'll remember what I told you on the plane."
Her struggling hands were cut behind her by him, and the whole person's center of gravity was unstable, which was roughly pushed to the bed by him. Her face was severely hit on the quilt. In the struggle of twisting her waist, a wind lifted her skirt and lifted it to her waist. Her snow-white hips were high and exposed in the air, shaking slightly, like two fragrant and soft huge white steamed buns.
The full circle in front of Ling Han's eyes suddenly contracted his pupils, and a trace of abnormality appeared on his cold face.
Ye Huanyan realized something, and the sense of shame poured into his blood, even forgetting to struggle.
"Ye Huanyan, you did it on purpose."
Irritate him, let him stay, let him see this scene, let him out of control,
"In that case, I'll satisfy you."
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Ye Huanyan fell to the ground and snorted with pain. There was a sound of opening and closing the door behind her. She was stiff and struggled to get up from the ground.
Ling Han leaned over and stretched out his hand to her, and his expressionless face could not see good or evil,
"Get up."
Ye Huanyan propped up on the ground with one hand and encouraged him to support half of his body. At this time, seeing Ling Han reaching out to him, his heart moved slightly, thinking that he had just turned a blind eye by the pool, perhaps he was just unwilling to expose the relationship between the two of them in front of everyone.
There was a little comfort in my heart,
"When you lose your face in front of so many people, do you think you lost your face alone?"
This sentence made her raised hand suddenly jump and hang on her side,
"No brain as before."
Ling Han frowned, his face a little disgusted. Seeing that she didn't move, his eyebrows frowned deeper, and he simply picked her up and threw her into the bathroom.
With a 'Hula', the door of the bathroom was pulled, isolating the two people,
"Even several artists of the 18th tier can ride on your head. You are tired of being the chief secretary."
A series of satires made ye Huanyan's body gradually stiffen. She stood for a while holding the glass door of the bathroom shower, looking at the tall figure behind the frosted door of the bathroom shaking faintly, and the sarcasm stabbed her heart word by word, bleeding, until she was numb.
I don't know how long it took, the shadow at the door disappeared. Finally, she slowly breathed out, turned on the shower head, and poured cold water from the top of her head. She was excited all over, and her brain was inexplicably clear.
This trip to Bali was originally expected to be difficult, but now it seems that there is no big gap.
She took a quick bath in this cold water. When she turned off the shower, she suddenly found that she didn't bring her clothes in.
Looking up at the white bath towel on the towel rack, she frowned and subconsciously glanced at the direction of the bathroom door.
Ling Han should have left.
She walked out of the bathroom barefoot wrapped in a bath towel and hair. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom door, she saw a lazy figure on the sofa, with a hotel magazine on her knees. She leaned askew against the sofa cushion, closed her eyes and breathed evenly.
She paused, a trace of panic appeared on her face, and subconsciously covered the towel on her chest.
It seems that... I fell asleep.
With a slight sigh of relief, she tiptoed towards the suitcase she had put by the bed.
I turned out my pajamas from the suitcase, looked back with her pajamas in my arms, and after confirming that Ling Han was sleeping well, I crept back to the bathroom with her pajamas in my arms. When I closed the door, there was an inevitable noise. She suddenly closed her eyes and quickly locked it.
On the sofa, Ling Han slowly opened his eyes, leisurely picked up the magazine on his knee, got up and walked towards the bed.
In the bathroom,
Ye Huanyan looked at himself in the mirror. The pink silk nightdress with suspenders set off his shoulders white and flawless, and a string of white embroidered flowers on his chest. The gully was like a shadow, but it was too wow with half sleeved silk pajamas. After that, this nightdress was not very sexy and exposed,
What embarrassed her at this moment was that she forgot to take her underwear in her hurry after such a breathtaking trip back and forth.
Across the nightdress, she touched her ass and felt chilly inexplicably.
Covering his skirt, he tiptoed out of the bathroom door, but was surprised to find that the man on the sofa had disappeared.
be gone?
She was a little stunned. After slowly exhaling, she walked towards her bed quite relaxed.
The man half leaning against the bed just looked at her in his spare time, looking like waiting for a rabbit.
She was suddenly stunned,
"You haven't left yet?"
Ling Han's eyes looked at her from head to foot. Her face was flat, and there was a trace of disdain in the corners of her eyes,
"Look at you, you don't seem to care much about what just happened."
Ye Huanyan's reddish eyes showed a bleary look, and his chest suddenly felt a little stuffy.
She is a person who can release a lot of things after crying. No one's life is easy. It seems that someone will embarrass you and trample you. If she can't even live with herself, what's the meaning of this life.
Strong self-healing ability does not mean that the pain in your heart disappears like this. The wound is always there. Even if the scar gradually diminishes, when you touch it again, there will still be pain like conditioned reflex.
She looked at Ling Han with determination, and her eyes were dim bit by bit.
"Are you still busy?"
Ling Han frowned and looked at her, but she was slightly sulky,
"Forgot my appointment in the morning so soon?"
morning?
At the front desk of the hotel, about the appointment at 9:30 p.m?
"This is my room."
Ye Huanyan's voice was a little stuffy, and his fingers clenching his coat trembled slightly.
That ridiculous agreement is just a threat of talking to himself. What kind of agreement is it?
"Really?" Ling Han sat up from the bed, covered the bedspread on his side with his big hand, and gently patted, "come here."
Ye Huanyan stepped back, "President Ling, it's getting late, you..."
"I'll let you come."
Ling Han's tone was a little heavy, and he saw ye Huanyan shivering all over.
It can be seen that she is afraid of him.
Her fingers clenched the corner of her skirt, and she kept pulling down. She was very cramped, and her eyes were red and swollen. She died at a glance. She had just cried in the bathroom.
Ling Han's tone loosened a little, "rest first, and there will be work tomorrow. I hope you can cheer up."
With that, he got up and walked towards the door.
"I've settled the matter of customer renewal, and I'll leave tomorrow."
Behind her, there was a somewhat stubborn voice.
Holding the hand of the door handle, he looked back and stared at the figure coldly, "what did you say?"
"I'm going to leave tomorrow. It's not an eyesore here. Have a good time with Miss Sheng."
Ling Han's face sank, "did I say to let you go?"
"Ling always probably drank too much tonight and forgot something."
"For example?"
The footsteps behind him approached step by step.
Ye Huanyan gritted his teeth, "on the plane."
"I really forgot,"
The sudden pressure on her shoulders made her stiff, and she fell into a wide chest. She exclaimed,
"Why don't you review it again? Maybe I'll remember what I told you on the plane."
Her struggling hands were cut behind her by him, and the whole person's center of gravity was unstable, which was roughly pushed to the bed by him. Her face was severely hit on the quilt. In the struggle of twisting her waist, a wind lifted her skirt and lifted it to her waist. Her snow-white hips were high and exposed in the air, shaking slightly, like two fragrant and soft huge white steamed buns.
The full circle in front of Ling Han's eyes suddenly contracted his pupils, and a trace of abnormality appeared on his cold face.
Ye Huanyan realized something, and the sense of shame poured into his blood, even forgetting to struggle.
"Ye Huanyan, you did it on purpose."
Irritate him, let him stay, let him see this scene, let him out of control,
"In that case, I'll satisfy you."
Ye Huanyan fell to the ground and snorted with pain. There was a sound of opening and closing the door behind her. She was stiff and struggled to get up from the ground.Ling Han leaned over and stretched out his hand to her, and his expressionless face could not see good or evil,"Get up."Ye Huanyan propped up on the ground with one hand and encouraged him to support half of his body. At this time, seeing Ling Han reaching out to him, his heart moved slightly, thinking that he had just turned a blind eye by the pool, perhaps he was just unwilling to expose the relationship between the two of them in front of everyone.There was a little comfort in my heart,"When you lose your face in front of so many people, do you think you lost your face alone?"This sentence made her raised hand suddenly jump and hang on her side,"No brain as before."Ling Han frowned, his face a little disgusted. Seeing that she didn't move, his eyebrows frowned deeper, and he simply picked her up and threw her into the bathroom.With a 'Hula', the door of the bathroom was pulled, isolating the two people,"Even several artists of the 18th tier can ride on your head. You are tired of being the chief secretary."A series of satires made ye Huanyan's body gradually stiffen. She stood for a while holding the glass door of the bathroom shower, looking at the tall figure behind the frosted door of the bathroom shaking faintly, and the sarcasm stabbed her heart word by word, bleeding, until she was numb.I don't know how long it took, the shadow at the door disappeared. Finally, she slowly breathed out, turned on the shower head, and poured cold water from the top of her head. She was excited all over, and her brain was inexplicably clear.This trip to Bali was originally expected to be difficult, but now it seems that there is no big gap.She took a quick bath in this cold water. When she turned off the shower, she suddenly found that she didn't bring her clothes in.Looking up at the white bath towel on the towel rack, she frowned and subconsciously glanced at the direction of the bathroom door.Ling Han should have left.She walked out of the bathroom barefoot wrapped in a bath towel and hair. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom door, she saw a lazy figure on the sofa, with a hotel magazine on her knees. She leaned askew against the sofa cushion, closed her eyes and breathed evenly.She paused, a trace of panic appeared on her face, and subconsciously covered the towel on her chest.It seems that... I fell asleep.With a slight sigh of relief, she tiptoed towards the suitcase she had put by the bed.I turned out my pajamas from the suitcase, looked back with her pajamas in my arms, and after confirming that Ling Han was sleeping well, I crept back to the bathroom with her pajamas in my arms. When I closed the door, there was an inevitable noise. She suddenly closed her eyes and quickly locked it.On the sofa, Ling Han slowly opened his eyes, leisurely picked up the magazine on his knee, got up and walked towards the bed.In the bathroom,Ye Huanyan looked at himself in the mirror. The pink silk nightdress with suspenders set off his shoulders white and flawless, and a string of white embroidered flowers on his chest. The gully was like a shadow, but it was too wow with half sleeved silk pajamas. After that, this nightdress was not very sexy and exposed,What embarrassed her at this moment was that she forgot to take her underwear in her hurry after such a breathtaking trip back and forth.Across the nightdress, she touched her ass and felt chilly inexplicably.Covering his skirt, he tiptoed out of the bathroom door, but was surprised to find that the man on the sofa had disappeared.be gone?She was a little stunned. After slowly exhaling, she walked towards her bed quite relaxed.The man half leaning against the bed just looked at her in his spare time, looking like waiting for a rabbit.She was suddenly stunned,"You haven't left yet?"Ling Han's eyes looked at her from head to foot. Her face was flat, and there was a trace of disdain in the corners of her eyes,"Look at you, you don't seem to care much about what just happened."Ye Huanyan's reddish eyes showed a bleary look, and his chest suddenly felt a little stuffy.She is a person who can release a lot of things after crying. No one's life is easy. It seems that someone will embarrass you and trample you. If she can't even live with herself, what's the meaning of this life.Strong self-healing ability does not mean that the pain in your heart disappears like this. The wound is always there. Even if the scar gradually diminishes, when you touch it again, there will still be pain like conditioned reflex.She looked at Ling Han with determination, and her eyes were dim bit by bit."Are you still busy?"Ling Han frowned and looked at her, but she was slightly sulky,"Forgot my appointment in the morning so soon?"morning?At the front desk of the hotel, about the appointment at 9:30 p.m?"This is my room."Ye Huanyan's voice was a little stuffy, and his fingers clenching his coat trembled slightly.That ridiculous agreement is just a threat of talking to himself. What kind of agreement is it?"Really?" Ling Han sat up from the bed, covered the bedspread on his side with his big hand, and gently patted, "come here."Ye Huanyan stepped back, "President Ling, it's getting late, you...""I'll let you come."Ling Han's tone was a little heavy, and he saw ye Huanyan shivering all over.It can be seen that she is afraid of him.Her fingers clenched the corner of her skirt, and she kept pulling down. She was very cramped, and her eyes were red and swollen. She died at a glance. She had just cried in the bathroom.Ling Han's tone loosened a little, "rest first, and there will be work tomorrow. I hope you can cheer up."With that, he got up and walked towards the door."I've settled the matter of customer renewal, and I'll leave tomorrow."Behind her, there was a somewhat stubborn voice.Holding the hand of the door handle, he looked back and stared at the figure coldly, "what did you say?""I'm going to leave tomorrow. It's not an eyesore here. Have a good time with Miss Sheng."Ling Han's face sank, "did I say to let you go?""Ling always probably drank too much tonight and forgot something.""For example?"The footsteps behind him approached step by step.Ye Huanyan gritted his teeth, "on the plane.""I really forgot,"The sudden pressure on her shoulders made her stiff, and she fell into a wide chest. She exclaimed,"Why don't you review it again? Maybe I'll remember what I told you on the plane."Her struggling hands were cut behind her by him, and the whole person's center of gravity was unstable, which was roughly pushed to the bed by him. Her face was severely hit on the quilt. In the struggle of twisting her waist, a wind lifted her skirt and lifted it to her waist. Her snow-white hips were high and exposed in the air, shaking slightly, like two fragrant and soft huge white steamed buns.The full circle in front of Ling Han's eyes suddenly contracted his pupils, and a trace of abnormality appeared on his cold face.Ye Huanyan realized something, and the sense of shame poured into his blood, even forgetting to struggle."Ye Huanyan, you did it on purpose."Irritate him, let him stay, let him see this scene, let him out of control,"In that case, I'll satisfy you."
