Chapter 64

Ye Huanyan, who was busy cleaning up vomitus residue with a paper towel, stiffened after hearing this.

Yes, her pants were thrown into the garbage can, so what did he wear back?

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

Behind him came a exhalation, which seemed to be very angry by her. She snorted for a long time in a very contemptuous tone,

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

Ling Han deliberately embarrasses her, knowing that Ji Xiaoyue lives in a place where birds don't shit and doesn't even have a security guard, let alone a large shopping center, in order to save money.

Even if there is, there is no shopping center open at this time. We should be glad to find a stall selling pants.

Ye Huanyan's eyes closed and his heart crossed. He would die if he died. He simply dealt with Ji Xiaoyue's big trouble first.

It was already late at night when she was fished out of the bathtub, wiped 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. She just took a breath and raised her head with Ling Han.

"Pants..." Ling Han stared at her.

Ye Huanyan's face stiffened, and he said, "look, it's more than twelve o'clock now, and the shopping malls are closed."

Ling Han's face sank and thought for a long time, as if he had made a major decision, glancing at ye Huanyan,

"Forget it, just buy one at random, a stall... It's OK."

Ye Huanyan pursed her lips and meditated for a few seconds, "the stall... This time will also end."

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

"Well, or you can wear a bath towel. Anyway, no one can see it at night. I'll drive you home, ok..."

Hearing ye Huanyan's words, Ling Han's expression seemed to be constipated, and he was almost dripping water.

"Ye Huanyan... Am I too polite to you recently?"

This sentence he squeezed out, usually speaking, has a certain lethality to ye Huanyan, but at the moment, he is wearing a blanket on his legs, like a disabled person, sitting cross legged on the small strawberry pink sofa from Ji Xiaoyue's second-hand market, inexplicably humorous.

"I can't help..." 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 on the bed. The fear dominated by vomit filled the whole heart, and his face sank, "no..."

Let him share a room with this crazy woman alone unless he is out of his mind.

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

Ye Huanyan's tone was quite dissatisfied. She was tired all day and helped Ji Xiaoyue clean up all kinds of mess at night. She was almost sexually assaulted by sex wolves. At this time, she was very impatient.

Ling Han heard this impatient tone from ye Huanyan for the first time, and his face suddenly changed, looking at ye Huanyan with a cold face.

The bleak chill in her eyes was quite debilitating, and ye Huanyan suddenly shivered. She was in a hurry and jumped up from her chair. "I called Lingling and asked her to take a taxi to deliver it..."

Before Ling Han could speak, she grabbed her mobile phone, avoided his eyes, and plunged into the bathroom.

In the middle of the night, it is a question whether we can get a taxi, and when we can deliver it is another question.

She said so. She was not sure when the pants would be delivered.

After calling, she sat on the toilet for a while, hesitating whether to go out. After all, the atmosphere outside is very unfriendly at the moment, which is not as comfortable as that in the bathroom.

"Bang bang" a tall figure stood outside the frosted door of the bathroom. His dissatisfaction in his tone almost broke through the door, "ye Huanyan, it takes you so long to call?"

She was stunned, slowly stood up from the toilet, opened the bathroom door, and casually spun a reason, "Lingling slept for a long time to get through..."

At this time, Ling Han's legs were surrounded by a blanket, which was dragged on the floor, just like the style of a long skirt evening dress, which was a little bloated and looked very nondescript.

After explaining that he still didn't go, ye Huanyan held back a smile and asked stiffly, "what else is the matter with you?"

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

Ye Huanyan's face flushed suddenly, and he hurried to pass by him, "no... no, you... You go..."

Ji Xiaoyue's bathroom was very narrow, and Ling Han stopped two-thirds of them when he stood at the door. Ye Huanyan, relying on his small size, thought he could pass through the gap between people and the wall. Unexpectedly, in a panic, he staggered under his feet, tripped his left foot over his right foot, and fell straight ahead with an unstable center of gravity.

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

"Hiss..." the man gasped in his ear.

The expected pain did not come. The moment she fell, she was picked up by an arm. At this moment, her chest was actually pressed on a solid arm, one hand was holding the wall, and the other hand was holding someone's shirt collar.

Holding this posture for a few seconds, a crisp sound of button cracking sounded in the air, and the white shirt button popped out of Ling Han's chest, flying without a trace. At the same time, ye Huanyan's hand holding his collar suddenly loosened, and the whole person pressed on that bent arm again.

The pain of squeezing and the sound of button cracking came from her chest, which made her suddenly come back to her senses. She hurriedly pushed Ling Han's arm away and stood firmly again. Her face was red, her head was bowed, and her expression was very cramped.

As usual, these 'coincidences' or' accidents' in Ling Han's eyes are always the 'throwing in arms' schemed by her. She has heard many dirty words, and when she meets such things, she naturally has psychological preparation.

Ling Han withdrew his arm and shook it casually, indifferently,

"You can't walk steadily. It's a miracle that you can live so big."

The sliding door of the bathroom was pulled tightly with a "stab", and she stood at the door with a look of amazement.

Only the pain in her chest reminded her that this was not a dream.

In the bathroom, Ling Han clenched his fingers, stood in front of the mirror after closing the door, and breathed heavily. There was still the temperature left by the soft touch in his arms, which made a little commotion in some part of his body. His eyebrows frowned slightly, he bowed his head and washed his face with cold water to reduce this discomfort, and he looked up into the mirror.

There are two scratches on the left neck. With a slight touch of your fingers, your eyebrows frown deeper.

Ling Han stayed in the bathroom for a long time, until ye Huanyan sat on the sofa and nodded with Ji Xiaoyue's chicken doll in his arms.

There was inevitably a noise when the bathroom opened. She nodded suddenly and almost fell off the sofa. She raised her head and looked at the man who had just come out of the bathroom, her eyes blurred.

"You... You took a bath?" She couldn't believe looking at the man who came out with a wet bangs.

Ling Han frowned at her, impatient on his face, "no?"

"Go, go..." ye Huanyan's mouth was stiff, and gradually restrained his surprise.