Chapter 46
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She guessed that Ling Han came back, wiped her hands on her apron and hurried out of the kitchen.
"Young master, are you coming back for lunch?"
As soon as Ling Han walked into the living room, his eyes fell on the table not far away. There were three dishes and one soup on the table. There were meat and vegetables, which were still rich. His face was satisfied.
He looked up at the direction of the master bedroom upstairs.
Lingling instantly understood and hurried,
"Miss ye went to bed when she came back. Before going to bed, she told me not to disturb her. I just made lunch, so I haven't... you see..."
"Bring a copy upstairs."
Ling Han glanced at the table and gave a faint order.
Lingling nodded hurriedly, plunged into the kitchen and brought out a lunch within two minutes. She packed a meal in a lunch box, wrapped it and sent it upstairs directly.
When going downstairs, Ling Han sat at the table for dinner. He glanced at Lingling and casually asked, "have you eaten?"
Lingling bowed her head,
"Miss Ye didn't wake up. I shouted twice. She said put it away, and then I didn't dare to shout again."
Ling Han's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and there was a layer of frost between his eyebrows and eyes,
"OK, I see. Go ahead."
In the master bedroom on the second floor, the aroma of food is floating in the lunch box. The tired woman is wrapped in the quilt, and sleeping with a pillow is really not elegant. A section of white calf belly is exposed outside. The smooth skin is no less impressive than the freshly peeled eggs.
The door of the bedroom was slowly pushed open. Under the well cut black suit pants, a pair of blue home slippers rubbed the floor. There was little movement, but it was a little dull.
"Ye Huanyan." The cold voice sounded from the end of the bed, and it seemed a little empty in the silent bedroom.
Ye Huanyan was sleeping soundly. Hearing this cry, he thought it was a dream and turned over and ignored it.
Seeing that he was ignored, someone suddenly felt more like frost, and his voice sank a little, "ye Huanyan, since you like this bed so much, you might as well not go to work in the future and lie here every day."
Hearing this sentence, ye Huanyan suddenly woke up, bounced up from the bed, and sat in the middle of the bed with disheveled hair, staring at the man at the end of the bed.
It's not a dream.
Ling Han glanced at her, walked to one side of the bed, picked up the lunch box, and said coldly, "why don't you eat?"
Ye Huanyan's eyes gradually took back from him. He lowered his head and looked at the sheet. His eyes were white and dazzling. "I'm too sleepy to eat."
The mattress under her body tilted slightly to one side, and her whole body stiffened. From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Ling Han sitting beside her. The black suit pants were particularly eye-catching on the snow-white sheet, pressing out several folds.
"Why, wait for me to feed you?"
A spoonful of egg soup was piled on the silver spoon. The texture of q-play trembled slightly on the spoon and hung in front of her eyes. At the end of the spoon was a bony hand.
She was stunned, and reached out to take the spoon, "I'll do it myself..."
"Open your mouth," Ling Han's indifferent voice stopped her half gesture.
She was stunned and couldn't help opening her mouth, and then the spoonful of egg soup was sent into her mouth. It melted in her mouth. When it slipped into her throat, she felt a little sweet inexplicably. Was it sugar?
"I'll do it myself." She swallowed the egg soup and looked up at Ling Han.
He glanced at her expressionless,
"Do you think I'm willing to feed you? It's easy to go on hunger strike when I don't pay attention to you and don't go to work, isn't it?"
As he spoke, he picked up the lunch box, bypassed ye Huanyan's shoulder with one hand, and wrapped her whole body in his arms. The lunch box was held in front of her chest, while holding a spoon in his other hand, he dug a spoonful of rice and sent it to her lips, "open your mouth."
His chest was close to her back behind him, and gradually a trace of heat spread on her back. His breath swept her side face, as if it were nothing, like a dream.
Ye Huanyan felt that at the moment, he didn't seem to wake up. He looked hazy. He listened to his instructions, opened his mouth, chewed, and drank a mouthful of soup.
Half a bowl of egg soup and some vegetables were fed down, and her face gradually turned a little bloody.
Ling Han's chest left her back, and the lunch box and spoon collided with each other, making a clanging sound, and then placed it smoothly on the chair beside him. He looked back at ye Huanyan, frowned, smoked two pieces of paper in the cherry blossom cloth drawer beside the bed, and leaned over.
Ye Huanyan has a palm sized melon face, a pair of black and bright eyes, a small nose tip like a clever little fox, a pale yellow egg soup on his lips, and a confused look like a lost kitten.
Ling Han held a paper towel and approached her. He had raised his hand to wipe the corners of her mouth. At the moment when he approached her, his heart suddenly missed a beat. The breeze blew, and she blinked. Her eyes looked like a spring water. His gesture suddenly stopped, changed direction, held her shoulder, and then leaned slightly, lowering his head and holding her small lips.
One center of gravity was unstable, and two people fell in the middle of the soft big bed.
Ye Huanyan's whole body froze, and the pain in her lower body has not disappeared yet. She is not willing to bear Ling Han's love at this moment, but she dare not resist in a conditioned way, leaving him to kiss his lips, pry open her teeth, and tentatively explore every inch of her skin.
At this moment, Ling Han felt inexplicably gentle in his heart, both kissing and touching were extremely gentle. His hand reached under her wide white nightdress, stroked her smooth thighs, reached the edge of her lace underwear, and his fingers skillfully lifted the corners and gently pulled down
Ye Huanyan's mind gradually blurred. How could this dream be so true?
Assistant Joe's voice sounded outside the door,
"It's too late for president Ling's afternoon meeting. Do you need me to change the time with the customer?"
Ling Han's hand paused slightly on his belt and glanced at the door unhappily.
Ye Huanyan was also stiff all over, and instantly recovered his consciousness. He raised his eyes and looked at the man on his body, his face burning red.
"No, I'll change my clothes and leave."
The cold voice, accompanied by a sudden light force on her body, gradually walked away, and entered his own room from the sliding door of the compartment, leaving a room that had not yet had time to fade away, clean ambiguity and warmth.
Ye Huanyan stroked the skin on his chest, and it seemed that there was still the temperature left by him. This was his few tenderness. His clothes and skirts were complete, and his body was complete. Except for his slightly red lips, it seemed that this time he did nothing to himself.
It really seems like a dream.
After Ling Han left, ye Huanyan went into the bathroom and took a shower. Having learned from the previous night, she didn't dare to wash for too long, and the aromatherapy lamp didn't turn on. Looking at herself in the mirror, there were still some mottled bruises on her body that hadn't dissipated, and the pain in her lower body was still clear, but when she thought of the tenderness just now, it seemed that these could disappear.
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She guessed that Ling Han came back, wiped her hands on her apron and hurried out of the kitchen.
"Young master, are you coming back for lunch?"
As soon as Ling Han walked into the living room, his eyes fell on the table not far away. There were three dishes and one soup on the table. There were meat and vegetables, which were still rich. His face was satisfied.
He looked up at the direction of the master bedroom upstairs.
Lingling instantly understood and hurried,
"Miss ye went to bed when she came back. Before going to bed, she told me not to disturb her. I just made lunch, so I haven't... you see..."
"Bring a copy upstairs."
Ling Han glanced at the table and gave a faint order.
Lingling nodded hurriedly, plunged into the kitchen and brought out a lunch within two minutes. She packed a meal in a lunch box, wrapped it and sent it upstairs directly.
When going downstairs, Ling Han sat at the table for dinner. He glanced at Lingling and casually asked, "have you eaten?"
Lingling bowed her head,
"Miss Ye didn't wake up. I shouted twice. She said put it away, and then I didn't dare to shout again."
Ling Han's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and there was a layer of frost between his eyebrows and eyes,
"OK, I see. Go ahead."
In the master bedroom on the second floor, the aroma of food is floating in the lunch box. The tired woman is wrapped in the quilt, and sleeping with a pillow is really not elegant. A section of white calf belly is exposed outside. The smooth skin is no less impressive than the freshly peeled eggs.
The door of the bedroom was slowly pushed open. Under the well cut black suit pants, a pair of blue home slippers rubbed the floor. There was little movement, but it was a little dull.
"Ye Huanyan." The cold voice sounded from the end of the bed, and it seemed a little empty in the silent bedroom.
Ye Huanyan was sleeping soundly. Hearing this cry, he thought it was a dream and turned over and ignored it.
Seeing that he was ignored, someone suddenly felt more like frost, and his voice sank a little, "ye Huanyan, since you like this bed so much, you might as well not go to work in the future and lie here every day."
Hearing this sentence, ye Huanyan suddenly woke up, bounced up from the bed, and sat in the middle of the bed with disheveled hair, staring at the man at the end of the bed.
It's not a dream.
Ling Han glanced at her, walked to one side of the bed, picked up the lunch box, and said coldly, "why don't you eat?"
Ye Huanyan's eyes gradually took back from him. He lowered his head and looked at the sheet. His eyes were white and dazzling. "I'm too sleepy to eat."
The mattress under her body tilted slightly to one side, and her whole body stiffened. From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Ling Han sitting beside her. The black suit pants were particularly eye-catching on the snow-white sheet, pressing out several folds.
"Why, wait for me to feed you?"
A spoonful of egg soup was piled on the silver spoon. The texture of q-play trembled slightly on the spoon and hung in front of her eyes. At the end of the spoon was a bony hand.
She was stunned, and reached out to take the spoon, "I'll do it myself..."
"Open your mouth," Ling Han's indifferent voice stopped her half gesture.
She was stunned and couldn't help opening her mouth, and then the spoonful of egg soup was sent into her mouth. It melted in her mouth. When it slipped into her throat, she felt a little sweet inexplicably. Was it sugar?
"I'll do it myself." She swallowed the egg soup and looked up at Ling Han.
He glanced at her expressionless,
"Do you think I'm willing to feed you? It's easy to go on hunger strike when I don't pay attention to you and don't go to work, isn't it?"
As he spoke, he picked up the lunch box, bypassed ye Huanyan's shoulder with one hand, and wrapped her whole body in his arms. The lunch box was held in front of her chest, while holding a spoon in his other hand, he dug a spoonful of rice and sent it to her lips, "open your mouth."
His chest was close to her back behind him, and gradually a trace of heat spread on her back. His breath swept her side face, as if it were nothing, like a dream.
Ye Huanyan felt that at the moment, he didn't seem to wake up. He looked hazy. He listened to his instructions, opened his mouth, chewed, and drank a mouthful of soup.
Half a bowl of egg soup and some vegetables were fed down, and her face gradually turned a little bloody.
Ling Han's chest left her back, and the lunch box and spoon collided with each other, making a clanging sound, and then placed it smoothly on the chair beside him. He looked back at ye Huanyan, frowned, smoked two pieces of paper in the cherry blossom cloth drawer beside the bed, and leaned over.
Ye Huanyan has a palm sized melon face, a pair of black and bright eyes, a small nose tip like a clever little fox, a pale yellow egg soup on his lips, and a confused look like a lost kitten.
Ling Han held a paper towel and approached her. He had raised his hand to wipe the corners of her mouth. At the moment when he approached her, his heart suddenly missed a beat. The breeze blew, and she blinked. Her eyes looked like a spring water. His gesture suddenly stopped, changed direction, held her shoulder, and then leaned slightly, lowering his head and holding her small lips.
One center of gravity was unstable, and two people fell in the middle of the soft big bed.
Ye Huanyan's whole body froze, and the pain in her lower body has not disappeared yet. She is not willing to bear Ling Han's love at this moment, but she dare not resist in a conditioned way, leaving him to kiss his lips, pry open her teeth, and tentatively explore every inch of her skin.
At this moment, Ling Han felt inexplicably gentle in his heart, both kissing and touching were extremely gentle. His hand reached under her wide white nightdress, stroked her smooth thighs, reached the edge of her lace underwear, and his fingers skillfully lifted the corners and gently pulled down
Ye Huanyan's mind gradually blurred. How could this dream be so true?
Assistant Joe's voice sounded outside the door,
"It's too late for president Ling's afternoon meeting. Do you need me to change the time with the customer?"
Ling Han's hand paused slightly on his belt and glanced at the door unhappily.
Ye Huanyan was also stiff all over, and instantly recovered his consciousness. He raised his eyes and looked at the man on his body, his face burning red.
"No, I'll change my clothes and leave."
The cold voice, accompanied by a sudden light force on her body, gradually walked away, and entered his own room from the sliding door of the compartment, leaving a room that had not yet had time to fade away, clean ambiguity and warmth.
Ye Huanyan stroked the skin on his chest, and it seemed that there was still the temperature left by him. This was his few tenderness. His clothes and skirts were complete, and his body was complete. Except for his slightly red lips, it seemed that this time he did nothing to himself.
It really seems like a dream.
After Ling Han left, ye Huanyan went into the bathroom and took a shower. Having learned from the previous night, she didn't dare to wash for too long, and the aromatherapy lamp didn't turn on. Looking at herself in the mirror, there were still some mottled bruises on her body that hadn't dissipated, and the pain in her lower body was still clear, but when she thought of the tenderness just now, it seemed that these could disappear.
She guessed that Ling Han came back, wiped her hands on her apron and hurried out of the kitchen."Young master, are you coming back for lunch?"As soon as Ling Han walked into the living room, his eyes fell on the table not far away. There were three dishes and one soup on the table. There were meat and vegetables, which were still rich. His face was satisfied.He looked up at the direction of the master bedroom upstairs.Lingling instantly understood and hurried,"Miss ye went to bed when she came back. Before going to bed, she told me not to disturb her. I just made lunch, so I haven't... you see...""Bring a copy upstairs."Ling Han glanced at the table and gave a faint order.Lingling nodded hurriedly, plunged into the kitchen and brought out a lunch within two minutes. She packed a meal in a lunch box, wrapped it and sent it upstairs directly.When going downstairs, Ling Han sat at the table for dinner. He glanced at Lingling and casually asked, "have you eaten?"Lingling bowed her head,"Miss Ye didn't wake up. I shouted twice. She said put it away, and then I didn't dare to shout again."Ling Han's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and there was a layer of frost between his eyebrows and eyes,"OK, I see. Go ahead."In the master bedroom on the second floor, the aroma of food is floating in the lunch box. The tired woman is wrapped in the quilt, and sleeping with a pillow is really not elegant. A section of white calf belly is exposed outside. The smooth skin is no less impressive than the freshly peeled eggs.The door of the bedroom was slowly pushed open. Under the well cut black suit pants, a pair of blue home slippers rubbed the floor. There was little movement, but it was a little dull."Ye Huanyan." The cold voice sounded from the end of the bed, and it seemed a little empty in the silent bedroom.Ye Huanyan was sleeping soundly. Hearing this cry, he thought it was a dream and turned over and ignored it.Seeing that he was ignored, someone suddenly felt more like frost, and his voice sank a little, "ye Huanyan, since you like this bed so much, you might as well not go to work in the future and lie here every day."Hearing this sentence, ye Huanyan suddenly woke up, bounced up from the bed, and sat in the middle of the bed with disheveled hair, staring at the man at the end of the bed.It's not a dream.Ling Han glanced at her, walked to one side of the bed, picked up the lunch box, and said coldly, "why don't you eat?"Ye Huanyan's eyes gradually took back from him. He lowered his head and looked at the sheet. His eyes were white and dazzling. "I'm too sleepy to eat."The mattress under her body tilted slightly to one side, and her whole body stiffened. From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Ling Han sitting beside her. The black suit pants were particularly eye-catching on the snow-white sheet, pressing out several folds."Why, wait for me to feed you?"A spoonful of egg soup was piled on the silver spoon. The texture of q-play trembled slightly on the spoon and hung in front of her eyes. At the end of the spoon was a bony hand.She was stunned, and reached out to take the spoon, "I'll do it myself...""Open your mouth," Ling Han's indifferent voice stopped her half gesture.She was stunned and couldn't help opening her mouth, and then the spoonful of egg soup was sent into her mouth. It melted in her mouth. When it slipped into her throat, she felt a little sweet inexplicably. Was it sugar?"I'll do it myself." She swallowed the egg soup and looked up at Ling Han.He glanced at her expressionless,"Do you think I'm willing to feed you? It's easy to go on hunger strike when I don't pay attention to you and don't go to work, isn't it?"As he spoke, he picked up the lunch box, bypassed ye Huanyan's shoulder with one hand, and wrapped her whole body in his arms. The lunch box was held in front of her chest, while holding a spoon in his other hand, he dug a spoonful of rice and sent it to her lips, "open your mouth."His chest was close to her back behind him, and gradually a trace of heat spread on her back. His breath swept her side face, as if it were nothing, like a dream.Ye Huanyan felt that at the moment, he didn't seem to wake up. He looked hazy. He listened to his instructions, opened his mouth, chewed, and drank a mouthful of soup.Half a bowl of egg soup and some vegetables were fed down, and her face gradually turned a little bloody.Ling Han's chest left her back, and the lunch box and spoon collided with each other, making a clanging sound, and then placed it smoothly on the chair beside him. He looked back at ye Huanyan, frowned, smoked two pieces of paper in the cherry blossom cloth drawer beside the bed, and leaned over.Ye Huanyan has a palm sized melon face, a pair of black and bright eyes, a small nose tip like a clever little fox, a pale yellow egg soup on his lips, and a confused look like a lost kitten.Ling Han held a paper towel and approached her. He had raised his hand to wipe the corners of her mouth. At the moment when he approached her, his heart suddenly missed a beat. The breeze blew, and she blinked. Her eyes looked like a spring water. His gesture suddenly stopped, changed direction, held her shoulder, and then leaned slightly, lowering his head and holding her small lips.One center of gravity was unstable, and two people fell in the middle of the soft big bed.Ye Huanyan's whole body froze, and the pain in her lower body has not disappeared yet. She is not willing to bear Ling Han's love at this moment, but she dare not resist in a conditioned way, leaving him to kiss his lips, pry open her teeth, and tentatively explore every inch of her skin.At this moment, Ling Han felt inexplicably gentle in his heart, both kissing and touching were extremely gentle. His hand reached under her wide white nightdress, stroked her smooth thighs, reached the edge of her lace underwear, and his fingers skillfully lifted the corners and gently pulled downYe Huanyan's mind gradually blurred. How could this dream be so true?Assistant Joe's voice sounded outside the door,"It's too late for president Ling's afternoon meeting. Do you need me to change the time with the customer?"Ling Han's hand paused slightly on his belt and glanced at the door unhappily.Ye Huanyan was also stiff all over, and instantly recovered his consciousness. He raised his eyes and looked at the man on his body, his face burning red."No, I'll change my clothes and leave."The cold voice, accompanied by a sudden light force on her body, gradually walked away, and entered his own room from the sliding door of the compartment, leaving a room that had not yet had time to fade away, clean ambiguity and warmth.Ye Huanyan stroked the skin on his chest, and it seemed that there was still the temperature left by him. This was his few tenderness. His clothes and skirts were complete, and his body was complete. Except for his slightly red lips, it seemed that this time he did nothing to himself.It really seems like a dream.After Ling Han left, ye Huanyan went into the bathroom and took a shower. Having learned from the previous night, she didn't dare to wash for too long, and the aromatherapy lamp didn't turn on. Looking at herself in the mirror, there were still some mottled bruises on her body that hadn't dissipated, and the pain in her lower body was still clear, but when she thought of the tenderness just now, it seemed that these could disappear.
