Chapter 64

Ye Huanyan, who is busy cleaning up the vomit residue with a paper towel, is stiff after hearing this.

Yeah, she threw her pants in the trash, so what does he wear back?

"That... I... I'll buy you a new one." She didn't dare look back at all.

There was an exhalation from behind. It seemed that she was very angry. She snorted for a long time in a very contemptuous tone,

"I don't wear what I bought at the stall."

Ling Han is trying to embarrass her. He knows that Ji Xiaoyue lives in a place where she doesn't poop in order to save money. She doesn't even have a security guard, let alone a shopping mall.

Even if there is, there is no shopping mall open at this time. We should be glad that we can find a stall to sell pants.

Ye Huanyan eyes a closed heart a horizontal, die to die, simply Ji Xiaoyue this big trouble to deal with first.

It was late at night when she was pulled out of the bathtub to dry, put on her pajamas and dragged to bed.

She wiped the sweat on her forehead, turned to the living room and sat down on the chair. Just after a slow breath, she raised her head and stared at Ling Han.

"Pants..." Ling Han stares at her.

Ye Huanyan's face froze and said, "look, it's more than 12 o'clock now. The shopping malls are closed."

Ling Han's face sank and he thought for a long time. As if he had made a big decision, he glanced at ye Huanyan,

"Forget it, just buy one at will, and the stall will do."

Ye Huanyan pursed her lips and pondered for a few seconds, "stall... This time also needs to close."

It's also people who set up the stall. Everyone has to sleep. OK, young master!

"Well, maybe you should wear a bath towel. No one can see you at night anyway. I'll drive you home, ok..."

Hearing ye Huanyan's words, Ling Han looked as if he was constipated. He was almost dripping water.

"Ye Huanyan... Have I been too polite to you recently?"

His words, usually speaking, have certain lethality to ye Huanyan, but at the moment, he is sitting cross legged on the strawberry pink sofa picked up from Ji Xiaoyue's second-hand market with a blanket on his leg, like a disabled person, inexplicably humorous.

"I can't help it..." she said bitterly, "or I'll go home and get it for you now."

Ling Han glanced at a drunk who was restlessly tossing and turning in bed. The fear dominated by vomit filled the whole heart. His face sank, "no..."

Leave him alone in a room with this crazy woman, unless he's out of his mind.

"This is not good, that is not good, then what do you want..."

Ye Huanyan's tone is quite dissatisfied. She has been tired all day. At night, she helps Ji Xiaoyue to clean up the mess. She is almost sexually assaulted by a sex wolf. Now she is very impatient.

Ling Han heard this kind of impatient tone from ye Huanyan for the first time. His face suddenly changed. He looked at ye Huanyan with a cold face.

The chill in her eyes was quite heartbreaking, and ye Huanyan shivered suddenly. In a hurry, she jumped out of her chair and said, "I'll call Lingling and ask her to take a taxi to deliver it..."

Without waiting for Ling han to speak, she grabbed her mobile phone and avoided his eyes, and plunged into the bathroom.

In the middle of the night, it's a question whether we can get a taxi, and it's also a question when we can get it.

She said so, and she was not sure when the pants would arrive.

After the phone call, she sat on the toilet for a long time, hesitating whether to go out. After all, the atmosphere outside is very unfriendly, which is not as comfortable as in the bathroom.

"Bang bang" outside the frosted door of the bathroom stood a tall figure. His dissatisfaction almost broke into the door. "Ye Huanyan, you have to call for so long?"

She stood up slowly from the toilet, opened the door of the toilet, and said, "Lingling has been sleeping for a long time before she can get through..."

At this time, Ling Han was wearing a blanket around his legs and dragging it on the floor, just like a long skirt. The style of evening dress was a little bloated and looked very nondescript.

After explaining that he still didn't leave, ye Huanyan kept smiling and asked in a dull voice, "what else can I do for you?"

"Go to the toilet..." Ling Han glanced at her, "why, do you want to help?"

Ye Huanyan's face flushed suddenly, and he was anxious to pass him. "No... no, you... You go..." Ji Xiaoyue's bathroom was very narrow. Ling Han stood at the door and blocked two-thirds of them. Ye Huanyan thought that she could pass through the gap between people and the wall because of her small size. Unexpectedly, in the panic, she stumbled under her feet, Left foot tripping right foot, a center of gravity instability, pen

Straight to the front.

She let out a cry of surprise and scratched in the air with her eyes wide open.

"Hiss..." the voice of the man gasping for air-conditioning came from his ear.

The expected pain didn't come. When she fell down, she was picked up by one arm. At this moment, her chest was firmly pressed on a solid arm. One hand was holding the wall, and the other hand was holding someone's shirt collar.

This posture was maintained for a few seconds, and a crisp sound of button cracking sounded in the air. The white shirt button popped out of Ling Han's chest and flew out of sight. At the same time, ye Huanyan grabbed his hand by the collar and suddenly loosened it, and the whole person pressed against the bent arm again. The pain of squeezing from her chest and the sound of the button cracking made her suddenly recover. She hurriedly pushed away Ling Han's arm and stood firm again. Her face was red and her head was low. She looked very embarrassed. In Ling Han's eyes, these "coincidences" or "accidents" are always her scheming "throwing in arms" and "sending out arms". She has heard a lot of dirty words. When she encounters such things, she naturally has psychological preparation. Ling Han took back his arm and shook it casually. He said coldly, "you can't walk steadily. It's a miracle that you can live so long." The sliding door of the bathroom "stabbed" and was pulled tightly. She stood at the door with a look of amazement. Only the pain in her chest reminded her that it was not a dream. In the bathroom, Ling Han clenched his fingers. After closing the door, he stood in front of the mirror and breathed heavily. There was still a soft touch in his arms. The temperature left behind made his calm heart a little agitated. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He lowered his head and washed his face with cold water to lighten the discomfort. He looked up into the mirror. There are two scratches on the left side of the neck. When you touch it with your fingers, the brow is deeper. Ling Han stayed in the bathroom for a long time, until ye Huanyan sat on the sofa and nodded, holding Ji Xiaoyue's chicken doll. There was a loud noise when the bathroom opened. She nodded suddenly and almost fell off the sofa. She looked up at the man who had just come out of the bathroom, her eyes blurred“ You... You took a bath? " She couldn't believe watching the man coming out with a wet fringe. Ling Han frowned at her, a face of impatience, "no?" "Line..." ye Huanyan mouth stiff, gradually convergence of a face of surprise. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.