Chapter 158
There is a tranquilizing incense burning in the room, and the heating is sufficient,
It's drowsy.
Ling Han sits by the bed and looks at ye Huanyan's sleeping face. For a moment, he feels like he is dreaming, like an illusion. He goes back to the half year when Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan just had an accident two years ago.
She was so depressed that she spent most of her time in bed in a daze.
Jiang Meilan's death was a blow to her.
After all, she is the only relative in the world.
Aunt Zhang takes the porridge to ye Huanyan's room, and sees the scene of Ling Han holding ye Huanyan's hand lying asleep by the bed. Her eyes are full of surprise.
Without porridge, he turned around and ran back to the old lady's house to tell her about the great event.
You know, since the old lady proposed to let the young master marry the young lady more than half a year ago, the young master has turned a cold shoulder to the young lady. When we meet again, we have to be sarcastic, which gives the old lady a headache.
Ye Huanyan sleeps in a daze. When she wakes up, her palms are a little wet. After a little movement, she wakes up the people around her. She slowly opens her eyes,
The four eyes are opposite. As soon as you open your eyes, you can see shanglinghan's eyes,
It seems that I haven't woken up at the moment, with a bit of bleary.
She Leng Leng, vaguely feel is a dream.
Ling Han sat up and said in a cold voice, "how long are you going to hold my hand?"
She was so stiff that she suddenly released her hand, which was full of sweat.
It's not a dream.
She got up from the bed, her shoulders shrunk, her long hair spread over her shoulders, wondering,
"Why are you here?"
Ling Han's eyes moved slightly. He stood up and moved his wrist. He said faintly, "come to find something."
"Looking for something?" Ye Huanyan leaned on the head of the bed, more and more confused, "do you have anything in my room?"
Ling Han was silent for two seconds,
"The two books you borrowed from me last time have not been returned to me."
Ye Huan's face suddenly tightened,
Those two books? Analysis of sexology?
Thinking of the two books, her mouth could not help twitching, "I... the two books... I didn't bring them... Wait, you, are you in urgent need?"
After asking the last sentence, ye Huanyan would like to have a big mouth. How can that kind of book be used urgently?
Sure enough, a meaningful look appeared on Ling Han's face, and he gave her a deep look,
"Urgent?"
"I mean... I..." ye Huanyan some incoherent, half a day hold out a word, "after the Spring Festival I go back to you."
Ling Han's face became normal.
"I'll call Aunt Zhang." He dropped a word and walked towards the door,
Ye Huanyan looked down at his palm, still left some warmth.
She likes the old house. When she is in the old house, Ling Han's temper can be restrained a lot. Even in front of his grandmother's face, he will still satirize himself, but he will not be angry anytime and anywhere, and will "punish her.".
In this place, it seems that no matter what you have done, you can always make the illusion of peaceful coexistence with him for a very short period of time to cheat others and yourself.
After getting out of Ye Huanyan's room, Ling Han goes to the porter to call Aunt Zhang. However, he finds that the lights in Aunt Zhang's and Xiaoqin's room have been turned off. All the servants in the old house have gone away, and no one can be found now.
He frowned, looked back at ye Huanyan's room, turned and walked towards the kitchen.
When Linghan comes back, ye Huanyan sits by the bed and dozes. He hears the door ring and wakes up with excitement. When he sees Linghan, he is stunned and looks up at the wall clock,
It's past twelve.
A bowl of porridge on the bedside, Ling Han looked at her without expression, "Aunt Zhang asked me to bring it."
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. She raised her hand and picked up the bowl. She took a sip and sipped her mouth.
"Not to the taste?"
Ling Han frowned,
Ye Huanyan was stunned and quickly shook his head, "it's not..."
Seeing that she was in a dilemma, Ling Han frowned and asked, "if it doesn't suit the taste, I'll go to Aunt Zhang to do it again."
"No, no..." Ye Huan Yan looked down at porridge, "a little light."
Ling Han's face sank and he didn't have a good airway,
"White rice porridge, not light, but salty?"
Ye Huanyan shrunk her neck and whispered,
"No pickled radishes?"
Ling Han was a little stunned. He glanced at her for a long time and dropped a word,
"Like it or not."
Not long after, he took a small stack of pickled radishes and put them heavily on the bedside cupboard,
"That's troublesome."
"Thank you..." her voice was smaller than a mosquito.
Ling Han raised his chin, looked condescending, and turned out of the door,
"Eat by yourself. I have something else to do. I'm not free to be yelled by you here."
Looking at his back, ye Huanyan's eyes overflow with a smile. The next morning, ye Huanyan just woke up and got out of bed to drink water in her room. Aunt Zhang came to the room to check. Seeing that she got out of bed, she went forward and touched her forehead with her hands raised. "The fever is gone. That's good. Would you like something to eat?" Ye Huanyan said with a smile, "I want to eat sesame dumplings made by Aunt Zhang."“ Greedy cat, you saw the dumplings in the kitchen yesterday morning, didn't you? " Aunt Zhang scratched her nose and laughed lovingly“ Well, Aunt Zhang is going to cook you tangyuan. She wants to eat six of them“ Why don't I have eight? "“ Of course, it's also good. It's good! But it's better for a girl to have a good time. Don't be too hairy. " Aunt Zhang turned around with a smile and picked up the kettle on the table to go to the kitchen to boil water. When she turned around, she saw the bowls and dishes on the bedside table. She was stunned. "Miss, when did the bowls and dishes come from?" Ye Huanyan is drinking water, smell speech to see one eye, "last night's ah, isn't you let Ling Han carry?" Aunt Zhang's eyes were a little deep, and she immediately showed a happy smile, "no wonder, no wonder." No wonder Xiaoqin went to make breakfast in the morning and asked her if she had cooked porridge last night. Ye Huanyan is a face of unknown, so, "no wonder what? Aunt Zhang Aunt Zhang cleaned up the dishes and walked with a smile, "nothing, nothing, Miss Yan Yan, you have not completely recovered from your cold, so you stay in the room. You don't have to come out. The dumplings can be eaten immediately. I'll send them to you." Ye Huanyan nodded suspiciously. She didn't understand what Aunt Zhang was doing this morning. Ling Han went to the dining room to eat breakfast. Before his butt was next to the stool, Aunt Zhang put a wooden lunch box in his hand. "Young master, Miss Yan Yan's breakfast and your breakfast are here. Please send it to miss Yan's room and eat with her by the way." Hearing this, Ling Han frowned, "me? Shall I take it? What are you doing, aunt The old lady raised her eyebrows, winked at Aunt Zhang and coughed, "Aunt Zhang has to go back to her hometown in the evening. Can't she make time to clean up? You can give it to Yan Yan. Do you want me to give it to Yan Yan? " Aunt Zhang understood and nodded again and again, "young master, I really have to pack up. Xiaoqin is the only one in the family. She has to accompany the old lady. You are suffering." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
It's drowsy.
Ling Han sits by the bed and looks at ye Huanyan's sleeping face. For a moment, he feels like he is dreaming, like an illusion. He goes back to the half year when Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan just had an accident two years ago.
She was so depressed that she spent most of her time in bed in a daze.
Jiang Meilan's death was a blow to her.
After all, she is the only relative in the world.
Aunt Zhang takes the porridge to ye Huanyan's room, and sees the scene of Ling Han holding ye Huanyan's hand lying asleep by the bed. Her eyes are full of surprise.
Without porridge, he turned around and ran back to the old lady's house to tell her about the great event.
You know, since the old lady proposed to let the young master marry the young lady more than half a year ago, the young master has turned a cold shoulder to the young lady. When we meet again, we have to be sarcastic, which gives the old lady a headache.
Ye Huanyan sleeps in a daze. When she wakes up, her palms are a little wet. After a little movement, she wakes up the people around her. She slowly opens her eyes,
The four eyes are opposite. As soon as you open your eyes, you can see shanglinghan's eyes,
It seems that I haven't woken up at the moment, with a bit of bleary.
She Leng Leng, vaguely feel is a dream.
Ling Han sat up and said in a cold voice, "how long are you going to hold my hand?"
She was so stiff that she suddenly released her hand, which was full of sweat.
It's not a dream.
She got up from the bed, her shoulders shrunk, her long hair spread over her shoulders, wondering,
"Why are you here?"
Ling Han's eyes moved slightly. He stood up and moved his wrist. He said faintly, "come to find something."
"Looking for something?" Ye Huanyan leaned on the head of the bed, more and more confused, "do you have anything in my room?"
Ling Han was silent for two seconds,
"The two books you borrowed from me last time have not been returned to me."
Ye Huan's face suddenly tightened,
Those two books? Analysis of sexology?
Thinking of the two books, her mouth could not help twitching, "I... the two books... I didn't bring them... Wait, you, are you in urgent need?"
After asking the last sentence, ye Huanyan would like to have a big mouth. How can that kind of book be used urgently?
Sure enough, a meaningful look appeared on Ling Han's face, and he gave her a deep look,
"Urgent?"
"I mean... I..." ye Huanyan some incoherent, half a day hold out a word, "after the Spring Festival I go back to you."
Ling Han's face became normal.
"I'll call Aunt Zhang." He dropped a word and walked towards the door,
Ye Huanyan looked down at his palm, still left some warmth.
She likes the old house. When she is in the old house, Ling Han's temper can be restrained a lot. Even in front of his grandmother's face, he will still satirize himself, but he will not be angry anytime and anywhere, and will "punish her.".
In this place, it seems that no matter what you have done, you can always make the illusion of peaceful coexistence with him for a very short period of time to cheat others and yourself.
After getting out of Ye Huanyan's room, Ling Han goes to the porter to call Aunt Zhang. However, he finds that the lights in Aunt Zhang's and Xiaoqin's room have been turned off. All the servants in the old house have gone away, and no one can be found now.
He frowned, looked back at ye Huanyan's room, turned and walked towards the kitchen.
When Linghan comes back, ye Huanyan sits by the bed and dozes. He hears the door ring and wakes up with excitement. When he sees Linghan, he is stunned and looks up at the wall clock,
It's past twelve.
A bowl of porridge on the bedside, Ling Han looked at her without expression, "Aunt Zhang asked me to bring it."
Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned. She raised her hand and picked up the bowl. She took a sip and sipped her mouth.
"Not to the taste?"
Ling Han frowned,
Ye Huanyan was stunned and quickly shook his head, "it's not..."
Seeing that she was in a dilemma, Ling Han frowned and asked, "if it doesn't suit the taste, I'll go to Aunt Zhang to do it again."
"No, no..." Ye Huan Yan looked down at porridge, "a little light."
Ling Han's face sank and he didn't have a good airway,
"White rice porridge, not light, but salty?"
Ye Huanyan shrunk her neck and whispered,
"No pickled radishes?"
Ling Han was a little stunned. He glanced at her for a long time and dropped a word,
"Like it or not."
Not long after, he took a small stack of pickled radishes and put them heavily on the bedside cupboard,
"That's troublesome."
"Thank you..." her voice was smaller than a mosquito.
Ling Han raised his chin, looked condescending, and turned out of the door,
"Eat by yourself. I have something else to do. I'm not free to be yelled by you here."
Looking at his back, ye Huanyan's eyes overflow with a smile. The next morning, ye Huanyan just woke up and got out of bed to drink water in her room. Aunt Zhang came to the room to check. Seeing that she got out of bed, she went forward and touched her forehead with her hands raised. "The fever is gone. That's good. Would you like something to eat?" Ye Huanyan said with a smile, "I want to eat sesame dumplings made by Aunt Zhang."“ Greedy cat, you saw the dumplings in the kitchen yesterday morning, didn't you? " Aunt Zhang scratched her nose and laughed lovingly“ Well, Aunt Zhang is going to cook you tangyuan. She wants to eat six of them“ Why don't I have eight? "“ Of course, it's also good. It's good! But it's better for a girl to have a good time. Don't be too hairy. " Aunt Zhang turned around with a smile and picked up the kettle on the table to go to the kitchen to boil water. When she turned around, she saw the bowls and dishes on the bedside table. She was stunned. "Miss, when did the bowls and dishes come from?" Ye Huanyan is drinking water, smell speech to see one eye, "last night's ah, isn't you let Ling Han carry?" Aunt Zhang's eyes were a little deep, and she immediately showed a happy smile, "no wonder, no wonder." No wonder Xiaoqin went to make breakfast in the morning and asked her if she had cooked porridge last night. Ye Huanyan is a face of unknown, so, "no wonder what? Aunt Zhang Aunt Zhang cleaned up the dishes and walked with a smile, "nothing, nothing, Miss Yan Yan, you have not completely recovered from your cold, so you stay in the room. You don't have to come out. The dumplings can be eaten immediately. I'll send them to you." Ye Huanyan nodded suspiciously. She didn't understand what Aunt Zhang was doing this morning. Ling Han went to the dining room to eat breakfast. Before his butt was next to the stool, Aunt Zhang put a wooden lunch box in his hand. "Young master, Miss Yan Yan's breakfast and your breakfast are here. Please send it to miss Yan's room and eat with her by the way." Hearing this, Ling Han frowned, "me? Shall I take it? What are you doing, aunt The old lady raised her eyebrows, winked at Aunt Zhang and coughed, "Aunt Zhang has to go back to her hometown in the evening. Can't she make time to clean up? You can give it to Yan Yan. Do you want me to give it to Yan Yan? " Aunt Zhang understood and nodded again and again, "young master, I really have to pack up. Xiaoqin is the only one in the family. She has to accompany the old lady. You are suffering." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
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