A pair of hands went under her skirt, and she could not help a murmur.

"Ding Dong... Ding Dong..."

The doorbell rings. In the charming and ambiguous atmosphere, it undoubtedly becomes a heavy bomb, smashing the room full of warmth.

Ye Huanyan obviously felt that hand slightly stiff, and then around his body, even the temperature suddenly dropped a few minutes, the face also instantly restored the usual cold appearance.

Lingling got rid of all kinds of difficulties and risks and brought her clothes. Standing at the door, she was sweating. The cold wind in November made her sweat, which showed her seriousness in her work.

However, ye Huanyan\'s face was not good-looking, and he was reluctant to smile.

"Miss ye, did I send it too late?"

Ye Huanyan waved her hand and laughed,

"No, you... You did a good job."

"Stab..." a, the bathroom door was very rough to open, tall figure straight toward the door of the apartment, did not look at the two people, back extremely indifferent.

Ye Huanyan quickly packed her bag and pulled Lingling to follow her.

As soon as the door closes, someone on the bed turns over with a squint, takes a long breath, jumps out of the bed, and then sprints to the bathroom,

"Damn, I\'m suffocating..."

It\'s early in the morning when we get home. Ye Huanyan falls on his bed and doesn\'t even have the strength to take a bath. As soon as he lies down, his mind is full of scenes from Ji Xiaoyue\'s home. It was the first time in her life that she felt the warmth on Ling Han. It was like a dream. She couldn\'t get rid of it in her mind. When she thought of it, she couldn\'t sleep. She got up and went into the bathroom, put a jar of water in it, and tried to relieve her burning pain

It\'s a heart.

The bathroom on the second floor is separated by a ceiling. At the same position, the shower head splashes water, which is different from the dense and sultry water on the first floor. The bathroom on the second floor is cool, and the cold water splashes on the back.

Ling Han grabs his hair back and passes his fingers through it. Then he wipes the water on his face and takes a deep breath. Finally, he rushes down the restlessness.

He regretted half an hour ago in the small apartment, frowned and looked in the mirror for a long time, the shy pink face in his mind was always lingering, and the cold water poured on his body could not solve the inner heat.

Can you really let her go? At least now the body tells itself, this is impossible.

The next day, ye Huanyan, with a sleepless face, gets up, washes her face, brushes her teeth, changes her clothes, and goes out to eat. Ling Han just wakes up. When she sees Ling Han coming downstairs, she suddenly wakes up.

"Good morning, young master, good morning, Miss ye..." as usual, Lingling said hello to them happily, "today is such a coincidence, young master and young lady get up at the right time..."

Very common words, fall in ye Huanyan\'s ears, inexplicable some ambiguous.

Her face turned a little red. She bowed her head and answered,

"Well, I get up normally. The alarm clock is this time. I should be this time at ordinary times. It\'s nothing special..."

Lingling was stunned and looked at ye Huanyan suspiciously,

A casual sentence, need such a deliberate explanation?

"Good morning..."

Ling Han coughed to hide his "good morning" and sat at the table drinking coffee without expression.

Ye Huanyan was stunned, thinking that there was an illusion. She looked up and ran into Lingling\'s eyes.

Did you just hear Ling Han say "morning" to them?

Lingling nodded meaningfully, but ye Huanyan hesitated for a while, and finally responded with a little trembling, "good morning..."

Back to the too hasty, so that some broken sound, can not hide the fear.

Ling Han\'s brow slightly a wrinkly, didn\'t express what opinion, instantly resumed normal appearance.

After dinner, he took Linghan\'s car to work.

That kind of long lost heart thumping feeling seems to slowly recover in the body, she decided to drive the car music, tender and soothing piano music, like a sugar cake smeared with honey, let ye Huanyan inexplicably feel sweet.

If everything could start over like this, it would be a great turning point in her life.

Ji Xiaoyue felt the atmosphere of dog food as soon as she entered the office.

Secretary ye, who has always advocated strict and rigid style of work, even plays music in the Secretary\'s office.

Ji Xiaoyue put down her bag, put her coffee cup on her desk and asked a woman who was humming a love song, "did you go out to pick up money today?"

Ye Huanyan blinked, "it\'s more fun than picking up money. I think I\'m in a good state recently. It seems that I can fly."

Thinking of the scene on her sofa last night, Ji Xiaoyue has a convulsion in her heart,

Yes, you two almost flew up on my sofa last night... She rolled her eyes and said coldly, "I\'ll make coffee. You\'d better turn off the music before I come back, or I\'ll complain that you disturb the single dog\'s work." Ye Huanyan said with a smile, "I\'ll play this song, and close it after playing. You can make coffee for a long time. This song is longer." Ji Xiaoyue stares big eyes, can\'t believe looking at this to a date, feel oneself bubble into the honey pot woman, really remember to eat or not remember to hit? It\'s rare to see her so happy. Ji Xiaoyue doesn\'t have the heart to beat her. She silently carries the cup to the tea room, and slowly recalls the things of the previous night. She woke up in the middle of the night. She felt much more comfortable after vomiting. When ye Huanyan took her to a bath and climbed to bed, she had already woken up. But before vomiting, it was a bit fragmented. When I was making coffee, I glanced at the door of the tea room from the corner of my eye and suddenly saw a familiar figure“ Ah, manager Wu... "Her eyes brightened. After what happened last night, manager Wu heard the names of Ji Xiaoyue and ye Huanyan and wanted to run away. This cry seemed to be a life-threatening bell, which scared him out of his wits. His legs were shaking like chaff“ Well, Secretary Ji, what can I do for you? I\'m busy delivering something to President Ling... "Hey, you stop. If you want to deliver something to President Ling, don\'t you have to deliver it to the secretary? Secretary Ye is busy. You can leave it with me first, and I\'ll bring it to you after making coffee. " Ji Xiaoyue frowned and chased him to the door of the tea room. She patted him on the shoulder. Manager Wu suddenly felt soft and fell to the ground“ Manager Wu... "Ji Xiaoyue quickly reached out to help her. She couldn\'t believe her face. She didn\'t have much strength, so she patted her gently," what, i... manager Wu... Are you ok? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation