Chapter 158
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The room is burning with tranquilizing incense and sufficient heating,
It makes people sleepy.
Ling Han sat by the bed and looked at ye Huanyan's sleeping face. For a moment, he felt like he was dreaming, like an illusion. He went back to the half year when Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan had an accident two years ago.
She never recovered and spent most of her time lying in bed in a daze every day.
Jiang Meilan's death was a blow to her.
After all, she is her only relative in the world.
Aunt Zhang took the cooked porridge to ye Huanyan's room and saw Ling Han sleeping beside the bed with ye Huanyan's hand in his hand. Her eyes showed full surprise.
Without the porridge, he turned around and ran back to the old lady's house to tell her the big news.
You know, since the old lady proposed to let the young master marry the young lady more than half a year ago, the young master had a cold look at the young lady. He had to satirize her severely when he met her back, which made the old lady very headache.
Ye Huanyan slept in a daze. When she woke up, her palm was a little wet. She moved a little and woke up the people around her. She slowly opened her eyes,
Four eyes were opposite, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at Shang Linghan's eyes,
At the moment, it seems that I haven't woken up yet, with a little bleary.
She was stunned, vaguely thinking it was a dream.
Ling Han sat up and said in a cold voice, "how long are you going to hold my hand?"
She was stiff and suddenly released her hand, which was full of sweat.
It was not a dream.
She got up from the bed, her shoulders shrank, her long hair spread over her shoulders, and she wondered,
"Why are you here?"
Ling Han's eyes moved slightly, stood up and moved his wrist, saying faintly, "come to find something."
"Looking for something?" Ye Huanyan leaned against the head of the bed and wondered more and more, "do you have anything in my room?"
Ling Han was silent for two seconds,
"The two books you borrowed from me last time have not been returned to me."
Ye Huan's face suddenly tightened,
Those two books? Sexual analysis?
Thinking of those two books, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, "I... those two books... I didn't bring them... Wait, are you in urgent need?"
After asking the last sentence, ye Huanyan wanted to slap himself a big mouth. How could that kind of book be in urgent need?
Sure enough, Ling Han's face showed a meaningful expression and gave her a deep look,
"Urgent?"
"I mean... I..." ye Huanyan was a little incoherent, holding out a sentence for a long time, "I'll go back to you after the Spring Festival."
Ling Han's face became more normal.
"I'll call Aunt Zhang." He dropped a word and walked towards the door,
Ye Huanyan looked down at the palm of his hand, leaving some warmth.
She likes the old house. When she is in the old house, Ling Han's temper can be restrained a lot. Even in front of his grandmother, he will still satirize himself, but he will not be angry anytime and anywhere, and will 'punish her'.
In this place, it seems that no matter what you have done, you can always make the illusion of peaceful coexistence with him for even a little time, deceive others and yourself.
After leaving ye Huanyan's room, Ling Han went to the concierge to call Aunt Zhang, but found that the lights in Aunt Zhang and Xiaoqin's room had turned off, and the servants in the whole old house had gone away, and there was no one to find at this time.
He frowned, glanced back at ye Huanyan's room, turned and walked towards the kitchen.
When Ling Han came back, ye Huanyan sat by the bed and dozed off. Hearing the door ring, he was excited all over. He suddenly woke up. When he saw Ling Han, he was stunned and looked up at the wall clock,
It's past twelve.
A bowl of porridge was placed beside the bed, and Ling Han gave her an expressionless look, "Aunt Zhang asked me to bring it."
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, raised his hand to carry the atherosclerotic bowl, took a sip, and pursed his mouth.
"Not to taste?"
Ling Han frowned,
Ye Huanyan was stunned, and quickly shook his head, "it's not..."
Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Ling Han frowned and asked, "if it doesn't taste good, I'll go to Aunt Zhang to make it again."
"No, no..." ye Huanyan looked down at the porridge, "a little light."
Ling Han's face sank and he didn't have a good airway,
"White rice porridge, can it be salty or not?"
Ye Huanyan shrunk his neck and whispered,
"No pickled radish?"
Ling Han was slightly stunned, glanced at her for a long time, and dropped a word,
"Like to eat or not."
Not long after, he carried a small pile of pickled radishes and put them heavily on the bedside cabinet, saying coldly,
"It's troublesome."
"Thank you..." her voice is even smaller than that of mosquitoes.
Ling Han raised his chin, looked condescending, and turned out of the door,
"Eat by yourself. I have something else to do. I don't have time to be called around by you here."
Looking at his back, ye Huanyan's eyes overflowed with a smile.
The next morning,
Ye Huanyan just woke up and got out of bed to drink water in the room,
Aunt Zhang came to the room to check. Seeing that she got out of bed, she walked forward and raised her hand to touch her forehead,
"The fever is gone. That's good. Would you like something to eat?"
Ye Huanyan smiled, "I want to eat sesame dumplings made by Aunt Zhang."
"Greedy cat, you saw the cooking of glutinous rice balls in the kitchen yesterday morning, didn't you?"
Aunt Zhang scraped her nose and smiled very kindly.
"OK, Aunt Zhang is going to cook you glutinous rice balls now. Do you want to eat six, liuliudashun!"
"Then I can't eat eight?"
"Of course, it's also good. Eight eight eight, hair hair! But girls are still six or six good luck, don't be too hair." Aunt Zhang turned around with a smile and conveniently carried the kettle on the table to cook water in the kitchen. When she turned around, she saw the bowls and dishes on the bedside table and was stunned,
"Miss, when did this bowl and plate come from?"
Ye Huanyan was drinking water and took a look at the speech,
"Last night, didn't you ask Ling han to bring it?"
Aunt Zhang's eyes deepened a little, and she immediately showed a happy smile,
"No wonder, no wonder."
No wonder Xiao Qin came back from making breakfast in the morning and asked her if she had cooked porridge but not washed the pot last night.
Ye Huanyan's face was unclear, so,
"No wonder what? Aunt Zhang?"
Aunt Zhang tidied up the dishes and laughed as she walked, "nothing, nothing. Miss Yan, you haven't completely recovered from your cold, just stay in the room and don't come out. You can eat Tangyuan right away. I'll have someone bring it in for you."
Ye Huanyan nodded suspiciously. She didn't understand why Aunt Zhang was suddenly happy this morning.
Ling Han pinched the order to the restaurant for breakfast. Before his ass was next to the stool, Aunt Zhang stuffed a wooden lunch box into his hand,
"Young master, Miss Yan's breakfast and your breakfast are here. Please send them to miss Yan's room and have them with her by the way."
Hearing this, Ling Han frowned,
"Me? I'll send it? What are you going to do with that aunt?"
The old lady raised her eyebrows, winked at Aunt Zhang and gave a dry cough,
"Aunt Zhang has to go back to her hometown in the evening. Can't she take time to clean up? Just send it to Yan Yan. Do you want my old bone to send food to Yan Yan?"
Aunt Zhang understood and nodded repeatedly,
"Young master, really, I have to pack up. Xiaoqin is alone at home and has to accompany the old lady. You are tired."
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The room is burning with tranquilizing incense and sufficient heating,
It makes people sleepy.
Ling Han sat by the bed and looked at ye Huanyan's sleeping face. For a moment, he felt like he was dreaming, like an illusion. He went back to the half year when Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan had an accident two years ago.
She never recovered and spent most of her time lying in bed in a daze every day.
Jiang Meilan's death was a blow to her.
After all, she is her only relative in the world.
Aunt Zhang took the cooked porridge to ye Huanyan's room and saw Ling Han sleeping beside the bed with ye Huanyan's hand in his hand. Her eyes showed full surprise.
Without the porridge, he turned around and ran back to the old lady's house to tell her the big news.
You know, since the old lady proposed to let the young master marry the young lady more than half a year ago, the young master had a cold look at the young lady. He had to satirize her severely when he met her back, which made the old lady very headache.
Ye Huanyan slept in a daze. When she woke up, her palm was a little wet. She moved a little and woke up the people around her. She slowly opened her eyes,
Four eyes were opposite, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at Shang Linghan's eyes,
At the moment, it seems that I haven't woken up yet, with a little bleary.
She was stunned, vaguely thinking it was a dream.
Ling Han sat up and said in a cold voice, "how long are you going to hold my hand?"
She was stiff and suddenly released her hand, which was full of sweat.
It was not a dream.
She got up from the bed, her shoulders shrank, her long hair spread over her shoulders, and she wondered,
"Why are you here?"
Ling Han's eyes moved slightly, stood up and moved his wrist, saying faintly, "come to find something."
"Looking for something?" Ye Huanyan leaned against the head of the bed and wondered more and more, "do you have anything in my room?"
Ling Han was silent for two seconds,
"The two books you borrowed from me last time have not been returned to me."
Ye Huan's face suddenly tightened,
Those two books? Sexual analysis?
Thinking of those two books, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, "I... those two books... I didn't bring them... Wait, are you in urgent need?"
After asking the last sentence, ye Huanyan wanted to slap himself a big mouth. How could that kind of book be in urgent need?
Sure enough, Ling Han's face showed a meaningful expression and gave her a deep look,
"Urgent?"
"I mean... I..." ye Huanyan was a little incoherent, holding out a sentence for a long time, "I'll go back to you after the Spring Festival."
Ling Han's face became more normal.
"I'll call Aunt Zhang." He dropped a word and walked towards the door,
Ye Huanyan looked down at the palm of his hand, leaving some warmth.
She likes the old house. When she is in the old house, Ling Han's temper can be restrained a lot. Even in front of his grandmother, he will still satirize himself, but he will not be angry anytime and anywhere, and will 'punish her'.
In this place, it seems that no matter what you have done, you can always make the illusion of peaceful coexistence with him for even a little time, deceive others and yourself.
After leaving ye Huanyan's room, Ling Han went to the concierge to call Aunt Zhang, but found that the lights in Aunt Zhang and Xiaoqin's room had turned off, and the servants in the whole old house had gone away, and there was no one to find at this time.
He frowned, glanced back at ye Huanyan's room, turned and walked towards the kitchen.
When Ling Han came back, ye Huanyan sat by the bed and dozed off. Hearing the door ring, he was excited all over. He suddenly woke up. When he saw Ling Han, he was stunned and looked up at the wall clock,
It's past twelve.
A bowl of porridge was placed beside the bed, and Ling Han gave her an expressionless look, "Aunt Zhang asked me to bring it."
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, raised his hand to carry the atherosclerotic bowl, took a sip, and pursed his mouth.
"Not to taste?"
Ling Han frowned,
Ye Huanyan was stunned, and quickly shook his head, "it's not..."
Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Ling Han frowned and asked, "if it doesn't taste good, I'll go to Aunt Zhang to make it again."
"No, no..." ye Huanyan looked down at the porridge, "a little light."
Ling Han's face sank and he didn't have a good airway,
"White rice porridge, can it be salty or not?"
Ye Huanyan shrunk his neck and whispered,
"No pickled radish?"
Ling Han was slightly stunned, glanced at her for a long time, and dropped a word,
"Like to eat or not."
Not long after, he carried a small pile of pickled radishes and put them heavily on the bedside cabinet, saying coldly,
"It's troublesome."
"Thank you..." her voice is even smaller than that of mosquitoes.
Ling Han raised his chin, looked condescending, and turned out of the door,
"Eat by yourself. I have something else to do. I don't have time to be called around by you here."
Looking at his back, ye Huanyan's eyes overflowed with a smile.
The next morning,
Ye Huanyan just woke up and got out of bed to drink water in the room,
Aunt Zhang came to the room to check. Seeing that she got out of bed, she walked forward and raised her hand to touch her forehead,
"The fever is gone. That's good. Would you like something to eat?"
Ye Huanyan smiled, "I want to eat sesame dumplings made by Aunt Zhang."
"Greedy cat, you saw the cooking of glutinous rice balls in the kitchen yesterday morning, didn't you?"
Aunt Zhang scraped her nose and smiled very kindly.
"OK, Aunt Zhang is going to cook you glutinous rice balls now. Do you want to eat six, liuliudashun!"
"Then I can't eat eight?"
"Of course, it's also good. Eight eight eight, hair hair! But girls are still six or six good luck, don't be too hair." Aunt Zhang turned around with a smile and conveniently carried the kettle on the table to cook water in the kitchen. When she turned around, she saw the bowls and dishes on the bedside table and was stunned,
"Miss, when did this bowl and plate come from?"
Ye Huanyan was drinking water and took a look at the speech,
"Last night, didn't you ask Ling han to bring it?"
Aunt Zhang's eyes deepened a little, and she immediately showed a happy smile,
"No wonder, no wonder."
No wonder Xiao Qin came back from making breakfast in the morning and asked her if she had cooked porridge but not washed the pot last night.
Ye Huanyan's face was unclear, so,
"No wonder what? Aunt Zhang?"
Aunt Zhang tidied up the dishes and laughed as she walked, "nothing, nothing. Miss Yan, you haven't completely recovered from your cold, just stay in the room and don't come out. You can eat Tangyuan right away. I'll have someone bring it in for you."
Ye Huanyan nodded suspiciously. She didn't understand why Aunt Zhang was suddenly happy this morning.
Ling Han pinched the order to the restaurant for breakfast. Before his ass was next to the stool, Aunt Zhang stuffed a wooden lunch box into his hand,
"Young master, Miss Yan's breakfast and your breakfast are here. Please send them to miss Yan's room and have them with her by the way."
Hearing this, Ling Han frowned,
"Me? I'll send it? What are you going to do with that aunt?"
The old lady raised her eyebrows, winked at Aunt Zhang and gave a dry cough,
"Aunt Zhang has to go back to her hometown in the evening. Can't she take time to clean up? Just send it to Yan Yan. Do you want my old bone to send food to Yan Yan?"
Aunt Zhang understood and nodded repeatedly,
"Young master, really, I have to pack up. Xiaoqin is alone at home and has to accompany the old lady. You are tired."
The room is burning with tranquilizing incense and sufficient heating,It makes people sleepy.Ling Han sat by the bed and looked at ye Huanyan's sleeping face. For a moment, he felt like he was dreaming, like an illusion. He went back to the half year when Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan had an accident two years ago.She never recovered and spent most of her time lying in bed in a daze every day.Jiang Meilan's death was a blow to her.After all, she is her only relative in the world.Aunt Zhang took the cooked porridge to ye Huanyan's room and saw Ling Han sleeping beside the bed with ye Huanyan's hand in his hand. Her eyes showed full surprise.Without the porridge, he turned around and ran back to the old lady's house to tell her the big news.You know, since the old lady proposed to let the young master marry the young lady more than half a year ago, the young master had a cold look at the young lady. He had to satirize her severely when he met her back, which made the old lady very headache.Ye Huanyan slept in a daze. When she woke up, her palm was a little wet. She moved a little and woke up the people around her. She slowly opened her eyes,Four eyes were opposite, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at Shang Linghan's eyes,At the moment, it seems that I haven't woken up yet, with a little bleary.She was stunned, vaguely thinking it was a dream.Ling Han sat up and said in a cold voice, "how long are you going to hold my hand?"She was stiff and suddenly released her hand, which was full of sweat.It was not a dream.She got up from the bed, her shoulders shrank, her long hair spread over her shoulders, and she wondered,"Why are you here?"Ling Han's eyes moved slightly, stood up and moved his wrist, saying faintly, "come to find something.""Looking for something?" Ye Huanyan leaned against the head of the bed and wondered more and more, "do you have anything in my room?"Ling Han was silent for two seconds,"The two books you borrowed from me last time have not been returned to me."Ye Huan's face suddenly tightened,Those two books? Sexual analysis?Thinking of those two books, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, "I... those two books... I didn't bring them... Wait, are you in urgent need?"After asking the last sentence, ye Huanyan wanted to slap himself a big mouth. How could that kind of book be in urgent need?Sure enough, Ling Han's face showed a meaningful expression and gave her a deep look,"Urgent?""I mean... I..." ye Huanyan was a little incoherent, holding out a sentence for a long time, "I'll go back to you after the Spring Festival."Ling Han's face became more normal."I'll call Aunt Zhang." He dropped a word and walked towards the door,Ye Huanyan looked down at the palm of his hand, leaving some warmth.She likes the old house. When she is in the old house, Ling Han's temper can be restrained a lot. Even in front of his grandmother, he will still satirize himself, but he will not be angry anytime and anywhere, and will 'punish her'.In this place, it seems that no matter what you have done, you can always make the illusion of peaceful coexistence with him for even a little time, deceive others and yourself.After leaving ye Huanyan's room, Ling Han went to the concierge to call Aunt Zhang, but found that the lights in Aunt Zhang and Xiaoqin's room had turned off, and the servants in the whole old house had gone away, and there was no one to find at this time.He frowned, glanced back at ye Huanyan's room, turned and walked towards the kitchen.When Ling Han came back, ye Huanyan sat by the bed and dozed off. Hearing the door ring, he was excited all over. He suddenly woke up. When he saw Ling Han, he was stunned and looked up at the wall clock,It's past twelve.A bowl of porridge was placed beside the bed, and Ling Han gave her an expressionless look, "Aunt Zhang asked me to bring it."Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, raised his hand to carry the atherosclerotic bowl, took a sip, and pursed his mouth."Not to taste?"Ling Han frowned,Ye Huanyan was stunned, and quickly shook his head, "it's not..."Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Ling Han frowned and asked, "if it doesn't taste good, I'll go to Aunt Zhang to make it again.""No, no..." ye Huanyan looked down at the porridge, "a little light."Ling Han's face sank and he didn't have a good airway,"White rice porridge, can it be salty or not?"Ye Huanyan shrunk his neck and whispered,"No pickled radish?"Ling Han was slightly stunned, glanced at her for a long time, and dropped a word,"Like to eat or not."Not long after, he carried a small pile of pickled radishes and put them heavily on the bedside cabinet, saying coldly,"It's troublesome.""Thank you..." her voice is even smaller than that of mosquitoes.Ling Han raised his chin, looked condescending, and turned out of the door,"Eat by yourself. I have something else to do. I don't have time to be called around by you here."Looking at his back, ye Huanyan's eyes overflowed with a smile.The next morning,Ye Huanyan just woke up and got out of bed to drink water in the room,Aunt Zhang came to the room to check. Seeing that she got out of bed, she walked forward and raised her hand to touch her forehead,"The fever is gone. That's good. Would you like something to eat?"Ye Huanyan smiled, "I want to eat sesame dumplings made by Aunt Zhang.""Greedy cat, you saw the cooking of glutinous rice balls in the kitchen yesterday morning, didn't you?"Aunt Zhang scraped her nose and smiled very kindly."OK, Aunt Zhang is going to cook you glutinous rice balls now. Do you want to eat six, liuliudashun!""Then I can't eat eight?""Of course, it's also good. Eight eight eight, hair hair! But girls are still six or six good luck, don't be too hair." Aunt Zhang turned around with a smile and conveniently carried the kettle on the table to cook water in the kitchen. When she turned around, she saw the bowls and dishes on the bedside table and was stunned,"Miss, when did this bowl and plate come from?"Ye Huanyan was drinking water and took a look at the speech,"Last night, didn't you ask Ling han to bring it?"Aunt Zhang's eyes deepened a little, and she immediately showed a happy smile,"No wonder, no wonder."No wonder Xiao Qin came back from making breakfast in the morning and asked her if she had cooked porridge but not washed the pot last night.Ye Huanyan's face was unclear, so,"No wonder what? Aunt Zhang?"Aunt Zhang tidied up the dishes and laughed as she walked, "nothing, nothing. Miss Yan, you haven't completely recovered from your cold, just stay in the room and don't come out. You can eat Tangyuan right away. I'll have someone bring it in for you."Ye Huanyan nodded suspiciously. She didn't understand why Aunt Zhang was suddenly happy this morning.Ling Han pinched the order to the restaurant for breakfast. Before his ass was next to the stool, Aunt Zhang stuffed a wooden lunch box into his hand,"Young master, Miss Yan's breakfast and your breakfast are here. Please send them to miss Yan's room and have them with her by the way."Hearing this, Ling Han frowned,"Me? I'll send it? What are you going to do with that aunt?"The old lady raised her eyebrows, winked at Aunt Zhang and gave a dry cough,"Aunt Zhang has to go back to her hometown in the evening. Can't she take time to clean up? Just send it to Yan Yan. Do you want my old bone to send food to Yan Yan?"Aunt Zhang understood and nodded repeatedly,"Young master, really, I have to pack up. Xiaoqin is alone at home and has to accompany the old lady. You are tired."
