Chapter 168
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When Ling Han stepped into the Dongyuan courtyard, the oncoming snowball hit his forehead.
"Pa" burst, and snowflakes splashed everywhere.
His face suddenly froze and looked in the direction of the snowball.
Behind the lacquered red wooden column in the corridor, ye Huanyan was looking at him with a surprised face. It was not the eighth day of the Lunar New Year today. How did he come back?
Lingli popped out a head from behind the opposite snowdrift and exclaimed,
"Ah..."
"Ye Huanyan, how old are you? Follow the children?" Ling Han frowned.
"Brother Ling Han, I don't blame sister Yan. We pulled her to play."
Ye Huanyan's side, another figure came out of the shadow of the column.
It was actually a mausoleum.
Ling Han noticed that the man's scarf on ye Huanyan's neck suddenly sank.
"It makes the yard full of snow on the corridor. It's fun to fall and knock your head?"
Ling Han's return ended the snow battle. Aunt Zhang came to the courtyard to urge several people to go out for breakfast. Seeing that the situation was bad, Ling Li and Ling Xue smeared oil under their feet and followed Aunt Zhang to slip away first.
In the yard, there was only ye Huanyan with a bewildered face, followed by a mausoleum about the same height as her, and Ling Han slowly walked in at the gate of the courtyard.
Of course, there are the couple who are hiding in the opposite room to watch the excitement, plus a small diced bean.
"Don't you worry that your son will be crushed by Linghan and his self-esteem will be frustrated?" Chris looked out of the window anxiously.
Ling Dongyu crossed her legs and looked indifferent,
"If you don't let him suffer a little frustration, his adolescent agitation will be nowhere to be placed, and he is prone to accidents. He is also 15 years old, has never had a fight, has never argued with others, and has nothing to let others, not even a hobby. I don't think he looks like my son."
Hearing this, Chris rolled his eyes,
"You are a lot of addicts. Didn't he learn to smoke from you?"
"I smoke for pleasure, but he smokes for vent. It's different."
"You are always right."
Chris didn't bother to answer him, so he turned around and continued to look out the window.
The window is opposite the door,
Ling Han approached and glanced at Ling,
"You go to eat first."
On weekdays, Ling Han is the oldest and the oldest cousin. No matter what he says, his younger brother and sister are absolutely speechless. Even the most naughty Ling Li is frightened by his eyes.
Ling is good-natured and clever since childhood, but he has never scolded him,
Speaking of it, it was the first time he had looked at him with such eyes, which always made him feel a little contemptuous.
Ling suddenly lost his temper and stood in front of Ye Huanyan with great persistence,
"Brother Ling Han, Aunt Zhang asked us to have dinner. Let's go together."
"You go first,"
"I have something to say with sister Yan." Before Ling Han finished speaking, Ling interrupted,
Ling Han's face sank slightly,
"What can you tell her?"
"This is my business with sister Yan."
After saying this, Ling looked back at ye Huanyan, "sister, what you said last night still counts?"
last night?
Ling Han frowned and stared at Ling with great vigilance.
Ye Huanyan didn't notice anything strange, hesitated and nodded, "well, count it, why are you suddenly, what are you going to say now?"
"I have something for you. Come with me."
Without saying anything, Ling took her by the wrist and walked towards her room.
"Ye Huanyan..."
Ling Han's voice sounded coldly behind her.
Did he rush back to the old house early in the morning just to see her look like an idiot who didn't see anything?
Ye Huanyan glanced back at him in a hurry and hurried before being dragged away by Ling,
"Well, you go to dinner first. Ling may ask me something. I'll go later."
Seeing ye Huanyan's figure disappear at the door of Ling's room, Ling Han's face turned blue. He pushed ye Huanyan's door open with a slap and walked straight in.
In the opposite room.
Chris fretted, "you really don't care?"
"What can I do?"
"Yan Yan is eleven years older than Ling!"
"What is eleven years old?" Ling Dongyu put xiaodouding back on the sofa and sat up straight,
"No matter how old you are, you can't catch up with Yan Yan."
"Is there anyone who belittles his son?" Chris was suddenly dissatisfied,
"Then do you want Ling to catch up or not..."
"Of course I am..."
Chris didn't say anything, suddenly he didn't know what he was thinking.
Ling Dongyu slowly spit out four words, "people worry about the sky."
Ling took out a beautifully crafted carousel music box from the suitcase and handed it to ye Huanyan,
"This is for you."
Ye Huanyan's eyes lit up, "New Year's gift!"
Ling opened his mouth and finally nodded, "it's true."
"That's all you want to tell me?"
"Ang, and."
"And?"
Ye Huanyan raised his head in doubt.
Ling's face is seven points similar to Ling Dongyu's, and the remaining three points are inherited from his mother Chris on the eyebrows and eyes. Although he is a 15-year-old boy, he is not as immature as his peers. In addition to his height, he is already a handsome young man.
"I applied to enter the University in advance. When I graduate from the University, can you come to my graduation ceremony?"
"Ah?" Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. "Graduation ceremony? Won't your parents go?"
"They are them, you are you."
Facing Ling's persistent appearance, ye Huanyan hesitated,
"If you're not busy, you should be able."
"I will finish all my courses in one year."
Hearing this, ye Huanyan pinched his fingers and calculated, and his face froze,
"Are you going to graduate from college at the age of 16? What a bully?"
She suddenly felt a little ashamed. After all, as a sister, she was really not a good example in learning.
Ling thought she didn't believe it, so she turned the suitcase upside down and put all the certificates and awards she had obtained in recent years in front of Ye Huanyan,
"Sister, look, this is the champion certificate of the state swimming competition, this is the debate competition, this is the art exhibition, this is..."
Ye Huanyan experienced the feeling of Xue Zha shivering in front of Xue ba.
She suddenly felt that Ling didn't find herself to be a bosom sister.
He came to crush himself with IQ to achieve spiritual pride!
"Well, Ling, I'm a little hungry. I'll go to dinner first. You... You're really good... You're really good. Study hard and make progress every day."
Ye Huanyan's eagerness to get out of the mausoleum door was quite a bit of an intention to flee.
As soon as she closed her door,
Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief, but when I saw the figure in front of the table, my body stiffened again.
"Why are you here?"
"Waiting for you." Ling Han's face was a little sulky, staring at the scarf around her neck, and asked, "don't you have a scarf yourself? Do you like to use others so much?"
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When Ling Han stepped into the Dongyuan courtyard, the oncoming snowball hit his forehead.
"Pa" burst, and snowflakes splashed everywhere.
His face suddenly froze and looked in the direction of the snowball.
Behind the lacquered red wooden column in the corridor, ye Huanyan was looking at him with a surprised face. It was not the eighth day of the Lunar New Year today. How did he come back?
Lingli popped out a head from behind the opposite snowdrift and exclaimed,
"Ah..."
"Ye Huanyan, how old are you? Follow the children?" Ling Han frowned.
"Brother Ling Han, I don't blame sister Yan. We pulled her to play."
Ye Huanyan's side, another figure came out of the shadow of the column.
It was actually a mausoleum.
Ling Han noticed that the man's scarf on ye Huanyan's neck suddenly sank.
"It makes the yard full of snow on the corridor. It's fun to fall and knock your head?"
Ling Han's return ended the snow battle. Aunt Zhang came to the courtyard to urge several people to go out for breakfast. Seeing that the situation was bad, Ling Li and Ling Xue smeared oil under their feet and followed Aunt Zhang to slip away first.
In the yard, there was only ye Huanyan with a bewildered face, followed by a mausoleum about the same height as her, and Ling Han slowly walked in at the gate of the courtyard.
Of course, there are the couple who are hiding in the opposite room to watch the excitement, plus a small diced bean.
"Don't you worry that your son will be crushed by Linghan and his self-esteem will be frustrated?" Chris looked out of the window anxiously.
Ling Dongyu crossed her legs and looked indifferent,
"If you don't let him suffer a little frustration, his adolescent agitation will be nowhere to be placed, and he is prone to accidents. He is also 15 years old, has never had a fight, has never argued with others, and has nothing to let others, not even a hobby. I don't think he looks like my son."
Hearing this, Chris rolled his eyes,
"You are a lot of addicts. Didn't he learn to smoke from you?"
"I smoke for pleasure, but he smokes for vent. It's different."
"You are always right."
Chris didn't bother to answer him, so he turned around and continued to look out the window.
The window is opposite the door,
Ling Han approached and glanced at Ling,
"You go to eat first."
On weekdays, Ling Han is the oldest and the oldest cousin. No matter what he says, his younger brother and sister are absolutely speechless. Even the most naughty Ling Li is frightened by his eyes.
Ling is good-natured and clever since childhood, but he has never scolded him,
Speaking of it, it was the first time he had looked at him with such eyes, which always made him feel a little contemptuous.
Ling suddenly lost his temper and stood in front of Ye Huanyan with great persistence,
"Brother Ling Han, Aunt Zhang asked us to have dinner. Let's go together."
"You go first,"
"I have something to say with sister Yan." Before Ling Han finished speaking, Ling interrupted,
Ling Han's face sank slightly,
"What can you tell her?"
"This is my business with sister Yan."
After saying this, Ling looked back at ye Huanyan, "sister, what you said last night still counts?"
last night?
Ling Han frowned and stared at Ling with great vigilance.
Ye Huanyan didn't notice anything strange, hesitated and nodded, "well, count it, why are you suddenly, what are you going to say now?"
"I have something for you. Come with me."
Without saying anything, Ling took her by the wrist and walked towards her room.
"Ye Huanyan..."
Ling Han's voice sounded coldly behind her.
Did he rush back to the old house early in the morning just to see her look like an idiot who didn't see anything?
Ye Huanyan glanced back at him in a hurry and hurried before being dragged away by Ling,
"Well, you go to dinner first. Ling may ask me something. I'll go later."
Seeing ye Huanyan's figure disappear at the door of Ling's room, Ling Han's face turned blue. He pushed ye Huanyan's door open with a slap and walked straight in.
In the opposite room.
Chris fretted, "you really don't care?"
"What can I do?"
"Yan Yan is eleven years older than Ling!"
"What is eleven years old?" Ling Dongyu put xiaodouding back on the sofa and sat up straight,
"No matter how old you are, you can't catch up with Yan Yan."
"Is there anyone who belittles his son?" Chris was suddenly dissatisfied,
"Then do you want Ling to catch up or not..."
"Of course I am..."
Chris didn't say anything, suddenly he didn't know what he was thinking.
Ling Dongyu slowly spit out four words, "people worry about the sky."
Ling took out a beautifully crafted carousel music box from the suitcase and handed it to ye Huanyan,
"This is for you."
Ye Huanyan's eyes lit up, "New Year's gift!"
Ling opened his mouth and finally nodded, "it's true."
"That's all you want to tell me?"
"Ang, and."
"And?"
Ye Huanyan raised his head in doubt.
Ling's face is seven points similar to Ling Dongyu's, and the remaining three points are inherited from his mother Chris on the eyebrows and eyes. Although he is a 15-year-old boy, he is not as immature as his peers. In addition to his height, he is already a handsome young man.
"I applied to enter the University in advance. When I graduate from the University, can you come to my graduation ceremony?"
"Ah?" Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. "Graduation ceremony? Won't your parents go?"
"They are them, you are you."
Facing Ling's persistent appearance, ye Huanyan hesitated,
"If you're not busy, you should be able."
"I will finish all my courses in one year."
Hearing this, ye Huanyan pinched his fingers and calculated, and his face froze,
"Are you going to graduate from college at the age of 16? What a bully?"
She suddenly felt a little ashamed. After all, as a sister, she was really not a good example in learning.
Ling thought she didn't believe it, so she turned the suitcase upside down and put all the certificates and awards she had obtained in recent years in front of Ye Huanyan,
"Sister, look, this is the champion certificate of the state swimming competition, this is the debate competition, this is the art exhibition, this is..."
Ye Huanyan experienced the feeling of Xue Zha shivering in front of Xue ba.
She suddenly felt that Ling didn't find herself to be a bosom sister.
He came to crush himself with IQ to achieve spiritual pride!
"Well, Ling, I'm a little hungry. I'll go to dinner first. You... You're really good... You're really good. Study hard and make progress every day."
Ye Huanyan's eagerness to get out of the mausoleum door was quite a bit of an intention to flee.
As soon as she closed her door,
Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief, but when I saw the figure in front of the table, my body stiffened again.
"Why are you here?"
"Waiting for you." Ling Han's face was a little sulky, staring at the scarf around her neck, and asked, "don't you have a scarf yourself? Do you like to use others so much?"
When Ling Han stepped into the Dongyuan courtyard, the oncoming snowball hit his forehead."Pa" burst, and snowflakes splashed everywhere.His face suddenly froze and looked in the direction of the snowball.Behind the lacquered red wooden column in the corridor, ye Huanyan was looking at him with a surprised face. It was not the eighth day of the Lunar New Year today. How did he come back?Lingli popped out a head from behind the opposite snowdrift and exclaimed,"Ah...""Ye Huanyan, how old are you? Follow the children?" Ling Han frowned."Brother Ling Han, I don't blame sister Yan. We pulled her to play."Ye Huanyan's side, another figure came out of the shadow of the column.It was actually a mausoleum.Ling Han noticed that the man's scarf on ye Huanyan's neck suddenly sank."It makes the yard full of snow on the corridor. It's fun to fall and knock your head?"Ling Han's return ended the snow battle. Aunt Zhang came to the courtyard to urge several people to go out for breakfast. Seeing that the situation was bad, Ling Li and Ling Xue smeared oil under their feet and followed Aunt Zhang to slip away first.In the yard, there was only ye Huanyan with a bewildered face, followed by a mausoleum about the same height as her, and Ling Han slowly walked in at the gate of the courtyard.Of course, there are the couple who are hiding in the opposite room to watch the excitement, plus a small diced bean."Don't you worry that your son will be crushed by Linghan and his self-esteem will be frustrated?" Chris looked out of the window anxiously.Ling Dongyu crossed her legs and looked indifferent,"If you don't let him suffer a little frustration, his adolescent agitation will be nowhere to be placed, and he is prone to accidents. He is also 15 years old, has never had a fight, has never argued with others, and has nothing to let others, not even a hobby. I don't think he looks like my son."Hearing this, Chris rolled his eyes,"You are a lot of addicts. Didn't he learn to smoke from you?""I smoke for pleasure, but he smokes for vent. It's different.""You are always right."Chris didn't bother to answer him, so he turned around and continued to look out the window.The window is opposite the door,Ling Han approached and glanced at Ling,"You go to eat first."On weekdays, Ling Han is the oldest and the oldest cousin. No matter what he says, his younger brother and sister are absolutely speechless. Even the most naughty Ling Li is frightened by his eyes.Ling is good-natured and clever since childhood, but he has never scolded him,Speaking of it, it was the first time he had looked at him with such eyes, which always made him feel a little contemptuous.Ling suddenly lost his temper and stood in front of Ye Huanyan with great persistence,"Brother Ling Han, Aunt Zhang asked us to have dinner. Let's go together.""You go first,""I have something to say with sister Yan." Before Ling Han finished speaking, Ling interrupted,Ling Han's face sank slightly,"What can you tell her?""This is my business with sister Yan."After saying this, Ling looked back at ye Huanyan, "sister, what you said last night still counts?"last night?Ling Han frowned and stared at Ling with great vigilance.Ye Huanyan didn't notice anything strange, hesitated and nodded, "well, count it, why are you suddenly, what are you going to say now?""I have something for you. Come with me."Without saying anything, Ling took her by the wrist and walked towards her room."Ye Huanyan..."Ling Han's voice sounded coldly behind her.Did he rush back to the old house early in the morning just to see her look like an idiot who didn't see anything?Ye Huanyan glanced back at him in a hurry and hurried before being dragged away by Ling,"Well, you go to dinner first. Ling may ask me something. I'll go later."Seeing ye Huanyan's figure disappear at the door of Ling's room, Ling Han's face turned blue. He pushed ye Huanyan's door open with a slap and walked straight in.In the opposite room.Chris fretted, "you really don't care?""What can I do?""Yan Yan is eleven years older than Ling!""What is eleven years old?" Ling Dongyu put xiaodouding back on the sofa and sat up straight,"No matter how old you are, you can't catch up with Yan Yan.""Is there anyone who belittles his son?" Chris was suddenly dissatisfied,"Then do you want Ling to catch up or not...""Of course I am..."Chris didn't say anything, suddenly he didn't know what he was thinking.Ling Dongyu slowly spit out four words, "people worry about the sky."Ling took out a beautifully crafted carousel music box from the suitcase and handed it to ye Huanyan,"This is for you."Ye Huanyan's eyes lit up, "New Year's gift!"Ling opened his mouth and finally nodded, "it's true.""That's all you want to tell me?""Ang, and.""And?"Ye Huanyan raised his head in doubt.Ling's face is seven points similar to Ling Dongyu's, and the remaining three points are inherited from his mother Chris on the eyebrows and eyes. Although he is a 15-year-old boy, he is not as immature as his peers. In addition to his height, he is already a handsome young man."I applied to enter the University in advance. When I graduate from the University, can you come to my graduation ceremony?""Ah?" Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. "Graduation ceremony? Won't your parents go?""They are them, you are you."Facing Ling's persistent appearance, ye Huanyan hesitated,"If you're not busy, you should be able.""I will finish all my courses in one year."Hearing this, ye Huanyan pinched his fingers and calculated, and his face froze,"Are you going to graduate from college at the age of 16? What a bully?"She suddenly felt a little ashamed. After all, as a sister, she was really not a good example in learning.Ling thought she didn't believe it, so she turned the suitcase upside down and put all the certificates and awards she had obtained in recent years in front of Ye Huanyan,"Sister, look, this is the champion certificate of the state swimming competition, this is the debate competition, this is the art exhibition, this is..."Ye Huanyan experienced the feeling of Xue Zha shivering in front of Xue ba.She suddenly felt that Ling didn't find herself to be a bosom sister.He came to crush himself with IQ to achieve spiritual pride!"Well, Ling, I'm a little hungry. I'll go to dinner first. You... You're really good... You're really good. Study hard and make progress every day."Ye Huanyan's eagerness to get out of the mausoleum door was quite a bit of an intention to flee.As soon as she closed her door,Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief, but when I saw the figure in front of the table, my body stiffened again."Why are you here?""Waiting for you." Ling Han's face was a little sulky, staring at the scarf around her neck, and asked, "don't you have a scarf yourself? Do you like to use others so much?"
