Chapter 140

If you want to get there in one step, you have to take risks.

The greater the risk, the greater the return.

"Cold?"

Ling Han's eyes are a little intoxicated. Sheng Enron shouts a few times, as if he didn't hear them. He leans back on the chair and is in a trance.

Sheng Enron's eyes flashed a trace of success,

She put down her knife and fork, got up and helped Ling Han upstairs. She stumbled open the door of the master bedroom and put him on the bed.

After leaning against the bed for a breath, she raised her hand, and her bright red nails ran across his cheek, uncontrollably excited,

The delicate and charming face gradually blurred, and gradually revealed a sweet and pure face,

Without the application of powder and Dai, the words smile sweetly,

The brow was cold and brow eyed, and suddenly turned over and pressed the man in front of him. He bent down to kiss her neck, and the strong perfume made him frown, murmuring his eyes.

"I said, I don't love the smell of any perfume on you."

Sheng Enron was stunned for a few seconds, and his sense of urgency suddenly disappeared,

Looking at the man who let go of her lying on his back, she frowned and eagerly climbed up from the bed,

"Han, wait for me. I'll take a bath."

Anyway, it's been a long time. It's just beginning to work now. Don't worry.

There was a clatter of water from the bathroom,

The man staggered to his feet with the help of the bedpost, followed the habit of going to the bathroom across the corridor, passed by the locked room, and frowned at it for a long time.

Sheng ran out of the shower, wrapped in a pure white bath towel, and carefully recognized that she had no smell of perfume before she came out. She bites her lips and walks towards the direction of the bed.

"Cold... I've washed it..."

“……”

"Cold..."

Looking at the empty bed, Sheng Enron's face changed. Holding the bath towel on his chest, he quickly ran towards the bedroom door. The locked room was half open, and the "big group photo" that should have been at the head of the bed disappeared.

Outside the house came the sound of the car starting,

Sheng Enron's face darkened, and he chased downstairs crazily barefoot,

All the way to the villa yard, the black car left only the bad smell of exhaust, long gone Linghan trace.

She angrily looked at the direction of the car disappeared, took off the towel on her head and fell on the lawn.

His eyes were red, and his eyes flashed with anger,

"Linghan!"

Jinjiang yuanlingjia villa,

Lingling sleeps in the babysitter's room. Suddenly, she hears a crash outside the room. The crash is very loud. Her face is flustered. She puts on her coat and goes out to check.

"My God, young master, this..."

The cold wind made her shiver. Half of the black car at the door hit the street lamp, half of the lamp was broken, and a staggering figure came out of the driver's seat. At a glance, it was Ling Han.

"Young master, you are... How can you drive after drinking?"

Lingling was so scared that she went up to help her,

"You're not hurt, are you?"

Ling Han shakes off her hand and stumbles towards the house.

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and ye Huanyan's face froze when he saw Ling Han's appearance,

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, Miss ye, you didn't see it. The lights were smashed."

"He drove back?"

Ye Huanyan frowned and looked out of the house. Under the street lights, the expensive car stopped in the middle of the road. The lights on one side were broken, and the lights on the other side were flickering intermittently like they were about to die.

"Isn't it? It looks like a lot to drink. "

Ye Huanyan was flustered and walked quickly to Linghan, "let me see. Are you ok?"

Unexpectedly, he put his head in her arms and buried it in her shoulder socket,

Full of wine and spirit, and the familiar strong perfume, Ye Huanyan's eyebrows were ruthlessly wrinkled.

Seeing this, Lingling quickly turned around and walked out of the door, leaving only one sentence,

"Miss ye, please help to send the young master upstairs. I'll find someone to tow the car away."

Ye Huanyan put her hand on Ling Han's back and slowly clenched it. Her eyes were sad,

He just came back from Sheng Enron,

Drink like this.

Second floor master bedroom,

Ye Huanyan holds Ling Han and puts him down beside the bed breathlessly,

Turning to go, he pulled a stagger, fell into his arms.

His body is strong wine gas, sniffing, let people smell uncomfortable, ye Huanyan turned his head, cold but not Ding found his eyes red.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

After a whirl, she was pressed under her body, and the unexpected kiss almost suffocated her. He sucked her lips, greedy for her unique mint fragrance, and the body that belonged to him without impurities, and his emotion became more and more indulgent.

But ye Huanyan smelled an unusual smell from his strange eyes. At least she wanted to know who he thought was in front of when he got drunk, "who am I?" She pressed his deep hand and gasped for questioning“ Ye Huanyan... "He was tossed by the waves, entangled by the clouds and rain, and the night was dim. He didn't ask about his return, but only sang happily. Deep at night, the man beside her is asleep. His sleeping face is calm and gentle. Compared with his usual appearance, he is more like the gentle and beautiful elder brother Linghan in her memory. Ye Huanyan watched for a while. After he turned over, he finally got up from the bed and quietly wiped away all the traces about himself tonight. As if all this had never happened, he pulled up the door and went back to his room to sleep safely. There are many nights like this. When there are many social activities, she will not come back until she is drunk every day. When she thinks Ling Han loves her, and the sun rises again and the sun shines on the earth, the drunken joy of the previous night becomes a sharp edge for him to satirize and humiliate himself, turning all the sweetness into ashes. In any case, now she just wants to secretly keep some good memories with him, some memories that have not been overthrown by him, even those memories of self deception. It seems funny to think of it. I slept with him so many times, but I tried my best not to let him know this time. The next day, the sun rose as usual, bringing a little warmth to the cold winter. Ling Han got up from the bed with his splitting head and looked around. He couldn't remember how he came back yesterday. He vaguely felt that something seemed to have happened, but the sheets were clean except for wrinkles. He held the doorframe and pushed open the bedroom door. Ling Ling was downstairs preparing breakfast. She looked up and saw him and said with a smile, "young master, you wake up, Would you like to have breakfast at home? "“ Well, "Ling Han frowned," how did I get back yesterday? "“ Did you forget? Yesterday, you drove back by yourself, and the lights were damaged. I had to find a trailer to tow you away. I drank a lot. Why didn't I ask someone to send you back? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.