Chapter 833

After her mother died, she didn't have long hair, hated skirts, hated all the soft images, even tears. In my memory, she didn't seem to wear such self-cultivation clothes!

Looking at the image in the mirror, how to see, how does she feel eye-catching!

The more he looked, the more agitated he was. Finally, with his eyes closed, Ye Ling turned and went out.

Returning to the message, Lu Yanhao raised his eyes and saw that the bed was empty. At this time, there was a slight voice behind him, and he also turned his body:

"wake up?"

The sight of a collision, two people are a little stunned, Ye Ling's hand is not used to pulling on the corner of the clothes, but Lu Yanhao was surprised by her pretty appearance.

He raised his hand and rubbed her soft hair. His eyebrows were stained with a smile of a little grace: "people really depend on clothes!"

Compared with her in prison, she really has the temperament of a high-level runway supermodel. It may not be amazing beauty, but it is absolutely unforgettable temperament. Lu Yanhao also praises her: "very beautiful!"

It's obvious that praise, to Ye Ling's ear, always highlights the prickly feeling - he just dislikes her, at least, he must dislike her in the past!

It's an indescribable sense of embarrassment. Ye Ling's mood is not very comfortable: in fact, she doesn't like her dress at all. It's neither comfortable nor her style.

In her cognition, she doesn't like her natural appearance without decoration. What she loves is the appearance piled up with flashiness, not the person she wants!

From small to large, she has never been short of men. Even if her dress is simple enough to be despised by men, she has never changed for any men.

This is the reason why she gave up her childhood love of dressing up, only had a boyfriend with Tang Zhi for so many years, and was willing to go to jail for him. On the one hand, he never forced or even expressed any dissatisfaction.

He kept stretching his slightly shorter shirt down. Before Ye Ling opened his mouth, Lu Yanhao took the lead in saying, "are you hungry? I'll take you down to eat! "

Lu Yanhao thought that she had been in prison for a long time, but he didn't think much about it. He grabbed her little hand and held it in his hand:

"go!"

He took her downstairs. In the dining room and on the table, there was a big dinner. There was also a small cake on one side. In two chic higher education cups, one was filled with red wine, the other was empty, with milk and fresh orange juice on the other side. He pushed her to her seat. Lu Yanhao gave a glance: "what do you want to drink? Or do you have any other juice you want to drink? Take care of you

Anyway, it's also a good day. Lu Yanhao thinks it's time to celebrate. I didn't expect that he still had this idea. All of a sudden, Ye Ling's nose was sour, a deep feeling of being cared about, and his heart was full of warmth:

"orange juice ~"

as soon as the voice fell, Lu Yanhao also raised his hand to pour a cup for her and put it into her hand. Taking up the glass, Lu Yanhao said, "come on, let's have a drink first! Welcome ling'er back ~ "

" Ping "a clear ring, Ye Ling's heart seems to follow, like something knocked:" thank you ~ "

clink a cup, she also drank a mouthful, sweet and sour taste, lips and teeth ripple open, very beautiful.

As soon as she removed her glass, a piece of cake came to her mouth: "have a dessert, and you'll have a sweet life in the future!"

The star eye one can, bit the lower lip petal, turn Ye Ling open mouth swallow down, instantly smile Mi Mou son, for the first time, her world seems to be suddenly full of sunshine, spring flowers.

"Have a meal ~"

pulling her to sit down, Lu Yanhao gave her some green vegetables and eggs: "eat more! This is your home. Just say what you want and like

"Well!"

Shocked by an unprecedented feeling, Ye Ling nodded and gave him a dish: "you eat it too!"

The sight intersection, warm lingering, quiet meal, is a rare experience for both of them.

After dinner, Ye Ling wanted to clean up, but Lu Yanhao stopped her and accompanied her back to her room. She took the fruit from the servant and poured her a cup of warm water. Lu Yanhao handed it over and sat down on one side of the sofa:

"you want to talk to me?"

At the dinner table, he noticed that she had stopped talking several times.

He sipped the warm water and looked up at him. When he came to his mouth, he shook his head slightly: it seems that the mention of Tang Zhi is very destructive to the atmosphere at this time!

This day, although suffered a little, but for Ye Ling, it is more of a new experience and engraved with the joy of the mind.

At this moment, she didn't want to destroy it!

When he got up and sat down beside her, Lu Yanhao reached out and pulled her to her lap, circled her and rubbed her chin: "how can you be polite to me?"

He was a cold hearted man. He was not used to the intimacy he picked up. He leaned back and his whole neck was red"Really It's all right

But Lu Hao wanted to tighten her arm.

In the past, no matter how intimate they were in prison, they both had a dark and furtive sense of sight. They were a little bright, but they were always faint and faint. In addition, the mood of that place, no matter how beautiful it was, was not in the mood to appreciate it.

At this moment, when we look at Ye Ling, Lu Yanhao suddenly feels that her face is very lovely. She used to know her more by feeling. At this moment, it's the visual stimulation of chiguoguo. Under the bright incandescent lamp, her delicate face, delicate skin and icy temperament, but her different shyness, interweave and collide with a kind of fierce spark, Especially bright.

This kind of trait is quite different from the women around him. He has seen many warm-hearted beauties and dignified and virtuous beauties, but ye Ling is totally different. It brings him a new sense of contrast and mystery, which makes him want to explore deeply.

As her eyes approached, Lu Yanhao's lips fell on her bright red.

"Well ~"

a exclamation, Ye Ling almost fell the cup in her hand. She put down the water cup and took out the tissue. She quickly wiped the splashed clothes and the back of her hand:

"you You put me down

The dark prison, perhaps because of the closure, perhaps because of the cold and lonely night, she can barely accept his evil behavior; at this moment, although it is just a change of place, but the bright bedroom, the same action, also makes her feel guilty all over hair, this kind of feeling, like doing something untold under the gaze of countless eyes!

Looking at Lu Yanhao at this moment, Ye Ling's eyes are totally different: how can he be so Bohemian?