Chapter 7

Saturday, as promised.

Because it was a holiday and there was no need to go to work, ye Huanyan slept late. When she woke up, it was close to noon.

The servant knocked outside the door. She answered vaguely, put on her clothes, opened the door, and showed a timid face.

"Miss ye... Ling Shao is at the door and says he won't come in, so let you move faster..." the girl obediently says, and doesn't even dare to look directly at her face, slowly saying the following sentence, "Ling Shao says that he doesn't like waiting for others, and only gives you five minutes... No..."

The maid paused and glanced at her, "let you bear the consequences."

Bear the consequences.

Ye Huanyan vaguely knows what this' consequence 'refers to.

Just, five minutes... Is not enough for her to wash.

The sleepy insect in ye Huanyan's brain immediately ran away.

It has been five days since Ling Han tore up her photo that day. During this period, she didn't even see anyone else.

He has never been back to this villa.

Today, I was forced to pick her up by grandma Ling's' will '.

Because of the time limit, ye Huanyan didn't dare to delay too long. He casually picked out a bottomed V-neck shirt from the wardrobe, matched it with a pair of leg trimming denim tight pants, and wore a long black hair. He carried his bag and went downstairs.

The shoes in the porch were neatly placed. She put on white casual flats and pushed open the front door of the villa.

Head on, a cold wind hit.

It seems to have cooled down.

Ye Huanyan shivered with his arms around his chest and wanted to go upstairs and put on a coat, but the black Maserati parked outside the house was too conspicuous. The window fell, revealing Ling Han's half angular side face, and his face had obviously had an unhappy look.

After gritting his teeth, ye Huanyan simply stopped going upstairs and walked quickly towards the black car.

As soon as the door opened and closed, she lowered her head and fastened her seat belt. When she raised her head, she saw Ling Han's eyes staring at her without blinking. Her eyes moved all the way down from her face to her chest. There was a white transparent T-shirt and a faint pink bra inside.

The attractive dark ravines made the breath that men sprayed on her face increase by one point.

On such a cold day, she dressed like this to seduce who?

"Not cold?" Hoarse, he questioned her.

Ye Huanyan was stared at by Ling Han with goose bumps all over his body, and his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat, "it's still... Good. Why... What's the matter?"

Looking at her innocent eyes, Ling Han looked at it for a moment. Suddenly, a faint smile came out of the corner of his lips, raised his fingers, and his fingers crossed her full, straight and muddy circle across her thin clothes. The sensitive touch instantly aroused her excitement.

I heard his bad low laughter.

He leaned close to her face and his tone was full of banter, "but it's also good to wear less. You can feel it when you pinch it."

“……”

His tone was slightly angry, and ye Huanyan's thin body trembled, and his fingers hanging between his knees gently clenched into fists.

She knew clearly that he was deliberately breaking her modesty and self-esteem as a daughter.

"I, let's hurry... Let's go, grandma. She should wait in a hurry." Ye Huanyan stammered to change the topic and met his eyes with trembling.

Ling Hanbo's cool eyes looked into her eyes, and passed her flushed cheeks a little bit, breaking her heart inch by inch. She was nervous and nervous, and she didn't dare to breathe, and didn't dare to make a sound.

But he enjoyed it quite a lot.

It seemed that only by abusing her, his heart would feel better.

Ye Huanyan, you know, you deserve all this.

Perhaps, from the moment you enter the Ling family, I should be on guard against you.

At least, be on guard.