Chapter 54
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"Benedict Benedict"
"Come in"
The broken steps were a little dull, and Jin Yan stood carefully at the door of the study with a dinner plate,
"That black rice porridge tastes good. Lingling also made some snacks for supper. You didn't eat much for dinner. Do you want to eat some more?"
Behind the book case, Ling Han focused on an artist training contract, didn't look up, as if he didn't hear what ye Huanyan said.
Ye Huanyan pursed her lips and said, "it seems that you don't eat midnight snack at night, so I... I'd better take it back..."
"Keep it."
The cold voice interrupted ye Huanyan's acquiescence.
"Ha?" A flash of consternation flashed across her face, thinking she had heard wrong.
Ling Han raised his head from the book case, and the gold framed glasses reduced the sharpness in his eyes for a few points. The whole person even vaguely showed a little bookish spirit, as if he had been sitting in the study to help her revise her graduation thesis.
"Bad ears? Let you put it first, and I'll finish reading this contract."
"Oh... Ok..." she suddenly regained her consciousness and hurriedly avoided his eyes.
The dinner plate was placed on the tea table. Although he was very careful when putting it down, it inevitably collided with the glass tea table and made a small noise. Ye Huanyan subconsciously turned back to see Ling Han, for fear of disturbing him, and found that his eyebrows were slightly frowned and he was looking in her direction.
His eyes collided in the air. He didn't have time to take it back and didn't dare to look straight at it. He stared at it for a long time.
And Ling Han looked at those clear eyes, and there was a moment of trance, as if everything went back to the time when she graduated a few years ago. When she revised her thesis day and night at home, she was so confused that she couldn't even change the format of the thesis.
"Cough..." Ling Han was the first to react, coughed twice, covered his lips and lowered his head, and moved his eyes back to the contract.
Ye Huanyan's face was also chatty, and there was such a trace of embarrassment.
In the past six months, their physical intimacy has not fused their spirit. In addition to the necessary work handover in the company, the most common thing between them is Ling Han's unreasonable abuse and humiliation of her. It has been more than six months that they haven't said a few words properly.
Aside from things in bed, they are superior and subordinate under the bed, but they are more like strangers.
Putting down the dinner plate, she stood hesitant in the study, looking at the books on the wall, her heart moved slightly, "can I borrow a book?"
I vaguely remember a famous scholar who said that good love always begins with borrowing books. Borrowing and returning books are the germination and development of love.
Although ye Huanyan doesn't expect a book to improve her relationship with Ling Han, at least it can alleviate her embarrassment at the moment. Taking a book and leaving the study is the best choice.
Behind him was Ling Han's careless voice, "at will."
The books on the wall are easy to say. When you really want to find them, it seems to be a little troublesome. Look at them row by row. Some are in English, some are in finance and economics, and some are in enterprise management. It seems that you haven't found anything suitable for you.
"Did you find it?" A voice of inquiry suddenly came from behind.
In a panic, she casually took a copy from the bookshelf and turned around to raise it,
"I found it, just this one. I... I'll go first..."
"Wait a minute." Ling Han just took off his glasses, stood up from behind the book case, frowned and looked at the book in her hand, "you searched for a long time and found this one?"
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, subconsciously looking at the book in his hand, and the place where his thumb pressed up was the capitalized Chinese translation Name: "sexology analysis"
When she saw the four words clearly, she didn't feel anything. Looking at the place where her fingers pressed, her blood rushed to her forehead, and her face was burning like a hot potato. She wanted to throw it out of the window immediately.
The position of the woman getting on and the man getting off, and the place where her fingers press is the position where the two meet.
Ling Han's eyes flashed away with a trace of banter, glancing at her in the distance, "like this kind of book, you also find a Chinese translation, your English level, do you count every number in your heart?"
Ye Huanyan suddenly swallowed his saliva and stuttered with his neck. "I... Recently feel that learning English should be helpful to work, and this kind of Medical... Book... Is beneficial to physical and mental health."
The more you paint, the darker it gets. At the moment of saying this, ye Huanyan can't wait to slap himself in the face.
"Oh?" His ending sound dragged a little longer. At this moment, he was leaning on the book case, his body was slightly tilted back, and his raised chin looked arrogant and noble. When he looked at ye Huanyan, there was a kind of inadvertent contempt.
"Good for physical and mental health?" He repeated word by word, looking at ye Huanyan's bloody face, "then what are you blushing for?"
"I..." she subconsciously touched her cheek. It was burning. This book in her hand was either lost or taken, and she was at a loss.
In the panic, it seemed to hear Ling Han chuckle, and then the sound of footsteps gradually came closer. As soon as she looked up, Ling Han's broad chest and the familiar smell of tobacco on his body were in front of her. She was very excited and wanted to dodge, but one leg was like being filled with lead, and she couldn't move. Even if Ling Han stood in front of her, her hands crossed her shoulders, and confined her to a small world, her breathing gradually became difficult.
She could feel the friction of his chin on the top of her head, and the breath he exhaled gently brushed from her hair. His body leaned forward slightly, and his chest brushed from the tip of her nose. The faint but clear smell of men's perfume was like a breeze blowing on her face, mixed with a trace of tobacco, which made her heart have a kind of unspeakable emotion of long-term farewell reunion.
Once upon a time, the lingering smell of night and night made her miss it very much, but she didn't approach it for a few days.
The man in front of her approached her for a few minutes, and she suddenly lost her focus, screamed, and fell behind her.
"Ah..."
The back of her head hit the block. There was no imagined pain. Her hands subconsciously held the corner of the bookshelf behind her to avoid her fall. Ling Han crossed her shoulder with one hand and leaned down slightly on her upper body. At the moment, the delicate face was clear enough to lose focus from herself, so it gradually became blurred. Ye Huanyan's cheek was swept by the tip of his nose, and a general shivering feeling of electric shock spread all over her body.
In his wide eyes, there was a trace of consternation in his eyes.
This ambiguous posture remained for a long time, and her heart was like a mess of confused wool. A heart almost jumped out of her chest, banging and banging.
"If you don't get up again, are you going to rest your life on my hand?"
The cold voice pulled all her confused thoughts back. She suddenly regained consciousness and stood firmly with the bookshelf. At this time, the lump in the back of her head was suddenly pulled out and fell in front of her.
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"Benedict Benedict"
"Come in"
The broken steps were a little dull, and Jin Yan stood carefully at the door of the study with a dinner plate,
"That black rice porridge tastes good. Lingling also made some snacks for supper. You didn't eat much for dinner. Do you want to eat some more?"
Behind the book case, Ling Han focused on an artist training contract, didn't look up, as if he didn't hear what ye Huanyan said.
Ye Huanyan pursed her lips and said, "it seems that you don't eat midnight snack at night, so I... I'd better take it back..."
"Keep it."
The cold voice interrupted ye Huanyan's acquiescence.
"Ha?" A flash of consternation flashed across her face, thinking she had heard wrong.
Ling Han raised his head from the book case, and the gold framed glasses reduced the sharpness in his eyes for a few points. The whole person even vaguely showed a little bookish spirit, as if he had been sitting in the study to help her revise her graduation thesis.
"Bad ears? Let you put it first, and I'll finish reading this contract."
"Oh... Ok..." she suddenly regained her consciousness and hurriedly avoided his eyes.
The dinner plate was placed on the tea table. Although he was very careful when putting it down, it inevitably collided with the glass tea table and made a small noise. Ye Huanyan subconsciously turned back to see Ling Han, for fear of disturbing him, and found that his eyebrows were slightly frowned and he was looking in her direction.
His eyes collided in the air. He didn't have time to take it back and didn't dare to look straight at it. He stared at it for a long time.
And Ling Han looked at those clear eyes, and there was a moment of trance, as if everything went back to the time when she graduated a few years ago. When she revised her thesis day and night at home, she was so confused that she couldn't even change the format of the thesis.
"Cough..." Ling Han was the first to react, coughed twice, covered his lips and lowered his head, and moved his eyes back to the contract.
Ye Huanyan's face was also chatty, and there was such a trace of embarrassment.
In the past six months, their physical intimacy has not fused their spirit. In addition to the necessary work handover in the company, the most common thing between them is Ling Han's unreasonable abuse and humiliation of her. It has been more than six months that they haven't said a few words properly.
Aside from things in bed, they are superior and subordinate under the bed, but they are more like strangers.
Putting down the dinner plate, she stood hesitant in the study, looking at the books on the wall, her heart moved slightly, "can I borrow a book?"
I vaguely remember a famous scholar who said that good love always begins with borrowing books. Borrowing and returning books are the germination and development of love.
Although ye Huanyan doesn't expect a book to improve her relationship with Ling Han, at least it can alleviate her embarrassment at the moment. Taking a book and leaving the study is the best choice.
Behind him was Ling Han's careless voice, "at will."
The books on the wall are easy to say. When you really want to find them, it seems to be a little troublesome. Look at them row by row. Some are in English, some are in finance and economics, and some are in enterprise management. It seems that you haven't found anything suitable for you.
"Did you find it?" A voice of inquiry suddenly came from behind.
In a panic, she casually took a copy from the bookshelf and turned around to raise it,
"I found it, just this one. I... I'll go first..."
"Wait a minute." Ling Han just took off his glasses, stood up from behind the book case, frowned and looked at the book in her hand, "you searched for a long time and found this one?"
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, subconsciously looking at the book in his hand, and the place where his thumb pressed up was the capitalized Chinese translation Name: "sexology analysis"
When she saw the four words clearly, she didn't feel anything. Looking at the place where her fingers pressed, her blood rushed to her forehead, and her face was burning like a hot potato. She wanted to throw it out of the window immediately.
The position of the woman getting on and the man getting off, and the place where her fingers press is the position where the two meet.
Ling Han's eyes flashed away with a trace of banter, glancing at her in the distance, "like this kind of book, you also find a Chinese translation, your English level, do you count every number in your heart?"
Ye Huanyan suddenly swallowed his saliva and stuttered with his neck. "I... Recently feel that learning English should be helpful to work, and this kind of Medical... Book... Is beneficial to physical and mental health."
The more you paint, the darker it gets. At the moment of saying this, ye Huanyan can't wait to slap himself in the face.
"Oh?" His ending sound dragged a little longer. At this moment, he was leaning on the book case, his body was slightly tilted back, and his raised chin looked arrogant and noble. When he looked at ye Huanyan, there was a kind of inadvertent contempt.
"Good for physical and mental health?" He repeated word by word, looking at ye Huanyan's bloody face, "then what are you blushing for?"
"I..." she subconsciously touched her cheek. It was burning. This book in her hand was either lost or taken, and she was at a loss.
In the panic, it seemed to hear Ling Han chuckle, and then the sound of footsteps gradually came closer. As soon as she looked up, Ling Han's broad chest and the familiar smell of tobacco on his body were in front of her. She was very excited and wanted to dodge, but one leg was like being filled with lead, and she couldn't move. Even if Ling Han stood in front of her, her hands crossed her shoulders, and confined her to a small world, her breathing gradually became difficult.
She could feel the friction of his chin on the top of her head, and the breath he exhaled gently brushed from her hair. His body leaned forward slightly, and his chest brushed from the tip of her nose. The faint but clear smell of men's perfume was like a breeze blowing on her face, mixed with a trace of tobacco, which made her heart have a kind of unspeakable emotion of long-term farewell reunion.
Once upon a time, the lingering smell of night and night made her miss it very much, but she didn't approach it for a few days.
The man in front of her approached her for a few minutes, and she suddenly lost her focus, screamed, and fell behind her.
"Ah..."
The back of her head hit the block. There was no imagined pain. Her hands subconsciously held the corner of the bookshelf behind her to avoid her fall. Ling Han crossed her shoulder with one hand and leaned down slightly on her upper body. At the moment, the delicate face was clear enough to lose focus from herself, so it gradually became blurred. Ye Huanyan's cheek was swept by the tip of his nose, and a general shivering feeling of electric shock spread all over her body.
In his wide eyes, there was a trace of consternation in his eyes.
This ambiguous posture remained for a long time, and her heart was like a mess of confused wool. A heart almost jumped out of her chest, banging and banging.
"If you don't get up again, are you going to rest your life on my hand?"
The cold voice pulled all her confused thoughts back. She suddenly regained consciousness and stood firmly with the bookshelf. At this time, the lump in the back of her head was suddenly pulled out and fell in front of her.
"Benedict Benedict""Come in"The broken steps were a little dull, and Jin Yan stood carefully at the door of the study with a dinner plate,"That black rice porridge tastes good. Lingling also made some snacks for supper. You didn't eat much for dinner. Do you want to eat some more?"Behind the book case, Ling Han focused on an artist training contract, didn't look up, as if he didn't hear what ye Huanyan said.Ye Huanyan pursed her lips and said, "it seems that you don't eat midnight snack at night, so I... I'd better take it back...""Keep it."The cold voice interrupted ye Huanyan's acquiescence."Ha?" A flash of consternation flashed across her face, thinking she had heard wrong.Ling Han raised his head from the book case, and the gold framed glasses reduced the sharpness in his eyes for a few points. The whole person even vaguely showed a little bookish spirit, as if he had been sitting in the study to help her revise her graduation thesis."Bad ears? Let you put it first, and I'll finish reading this contract.""Oh... Ok..." she suddenly regained her consciousness and hurriedly avoided his eyes.The dinner plate was placed on the tea table. Although he was very careful when putting it down, it inevitably collided with the glass tea table and made a small noise. Ye Huanyan subconsciously turned back to see Ling Han, for fear of disturbing him, and found that his eyebrows were slightly frowned and he was looking in her direction.His eyes collided in the air. He didn't have time to take it back and didn't dare to look straight at it. He stared at it for a long time.And Ling Han looked at those clear eyes, and there was a moment of trance, as if everything went back to the time when she graduated a few years ago. When she revised her thesis day and night at home, she was so confused that she couldn't even change the format of the thesis."Cough..." Ling Han was the first to react, coughed twice, covered his lips and lowered his head, and moved his eyes back to the contract.Ye Huanyan's face was also chatty, and there was such a trace of embarrassment.In the past six months, their physical intimacy has not fused their spirit. In addition to the necessary work handover in the company, the most common thing between them is Ling Han's unreasonable abuse and humiliation of her. It has been more than six months that they haven't said a few words properly.Aside from things in bed, they are superior and subordinate under the bed, but they are more like strangers.Putting down the dinner plate, she stood hesitant in the study, looking at the books on the wall, her heart moved slightly, "can I borrow a book?"I vaguely remember a famous scholar who said that good love always begins with borrowing books. Borrowing and returning books are the germination and development of love.Although ye Huanyan doesn't expect a book to improve her relationship with Ling Han, at least it can alleviate her embarrassment at the moment. Taking a book and leaving the study is the best choice.Behind him was Ling Han's careless voice, "at will."The books on the wall are easy to say. When you really want to find them, it seems to be a little troublesome. Look at them row by row. Some are in English, some are in finance and economics, and some are in enterprise management. It seems that you haven't found anything suitable for you."Did you find it?" A voice of inquiry suddenly came from behind.In a panic, she casually took a copy from the bookshelf and turned around to raise it,"I found it, just this one. I... I'll go first...""Wait a minute." Ling Han just took off his glasses, stood up from behind the book case, frowned and looked at the book in her hand, "you searched for a long time and found this one?"Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, subconsciously looking at the book in his hand, and the place where his thumb pressed up was the capitalized Chinese translation Name: "sexology analysis"When she saw the four words clearly, she didn't feel anything. Looking at the place where her fingers pressed, her blood rushed to her forehead, and her face was burning like a hot potato. She wanted to throw it out of the window immediately.The position of the woman getting on and the man getting off, and the place where her fingers press is the position where the two meet.Ling Han's eyes flashed away with a trace of banter, glancing at her in the distance, "like this kind of book, you also find a Chinese translation, your English level, do you count every number in your heart?"Ye Huanyan suddenly swallowed his saliva and stuttered with his neck. "I... Recently feel that learning English should be helpful to work, and this kind of Medical... Book... Is beneficial to physical and mental health."The more you paint, the darker it gets. At the moment of saying this, ye Huanyan can't wait to slap himself in the face."Oh?" His ending sound dragged a little longer. At this moment, he was leaning on the book case, his body was slightly tilted back, and his raised chin looked arrogant and noble. When he looked at ye Huanyan, there was a kind of inadvertent contempt."Good for physical and mental health?" He repeated word by word, looking at ye Huanyan's bloody face, "then what are you blushing for?""I..." she subconsciously touched her cheek. It was burning. This book in her hand was either lost or taken, and she was at a loss.In the panic, it seemed to hear Ling Han chuckle, and then the sound of footsteps gradually came closer. As soon as she looked up, Ling Han's broad chest and the familiar smell of tobacco on his body were in front of her. She was very excited and wanted to dodge, but one leg was like being filled with lead, and she couldn't move. Even if Ling Han stood in front of her, her hands crossed her shoulders, and confined her to a small world, her breathing gradually became difficult.She could feel the friction of his chin on the top of her head, and the breath he exhaled gently brushed from her hair. His body leaned forward slightly, and his chest brushed from the tip of her nose. The faint but clear smell of men's perfume was like a breeze blowing on her face, mixed with a trace of tobacco, which made her heart have a kind of unspeakable emotion of long-term farewell reunion.Once upon a time, the lingering smell of night and night made her miss it very much, but she didn't approach it for a few days.The man in front of her approached her for a few minutes, and she suddenly lost her focus, screamed, and fell behind her."Ah..."The back of her head hit the block. There was no imagined pain. Her hands subconsciously held the corner of the bookshelf behind her to avoid her fall. Ling Han crossed her shoulder with one hand and leaned down slightly on her upper body. At the moment, the delicate face was clear enough to lose focus from herself, so it gradually became blurred. Ye Huanyan's cheek was swept by the tip of his nose, and a general shivering feeling of electric shock spread all over her body.In his wide eyes, there was a trace of consternation in his eyes.This ambiguous posture remained for a long time, and her heart was like a mess of confused wool. A heart almost jumped out of her chest, banging and banging."If you don't get up again, are you going to rest your life on my hand?"The cold voice pulled all her confused thoughts back. She suddenly regained consciousness and stood firmly with the bookshelf. At this time, the lump in the back of her head was suddenly pulled out and fell in front of her.
