After wearing the book, I hugged the strongest thigh

Chapter 331
"Gu Ying, wake up."

Gu Ying seemed to be in a deep sleep, she didn't even have a dream, and then she heard someone calling softly in her ear.

When Gu Ying woke up rubbing her eyes, she found that she was pillowing on Mo Qinfeng's shoulder. She immediately became sober and jumped up quickly, feeling a little at a loss.

"Did you sleep well?" Mo Qinfeng asked.

"It's...not bad..." Gu Ying looked at him with some embarrassment. "Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Gu Ying thought that she didn't pay attention when she was asleep.

"It's okay." Mo Qinfeng moved his shoulders nonchalantly, but didn't say anything.

Gu Ying noticed that the car had stopped at some point.

The surrounding area was silent, and many famous cars were parked, like an underground parking lot.

"This is the central apartment." Mo Qinfeng looked at her and said softly.

"Why don't you go home?" Gu Ying asked subconsciously.

"Change a set of clothes here first, and then go home." After Mo Qinfeng finished speaking, he got out of the car first.

Similarly, this time again, he used the excuse that Gu Ying didn't wear shoes, and carried her to the elevator together with her cloak.

"Good night, Lord, good night, madam." Ling Que stood at the door of the elevator and sent her boss off respectfully.

"Hey, that's right." Just as the elevator door was about to close, Gu Ying suddenly looked at Ling Que: "Lieutenant Ling is working hard, let me give you a vacation tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"

Mo Qinfeng:?

Ling Que also raised her head suddenly, gave her a puzzled look, and then looked at Mo Qinfeng questioningly.

Mo Qinfeng finally sighed helplessly, and said to Ling Que: "Listen to her."

Ling Que's eyes moved, and he bowed to Gu Ying: "Thank you Madam Jingzhu."

Seeing the elevator doors close, Ling Que straightened up.

Indeed, these days she is almost spinning, and she hasn't had a lot of rest. Since she has to be on call at any time, her sleep time is basically no more than 5 hours a night these days.

After the host left, Ling Que finally stretched his waist, moved his shoulders and neck, and relaxed a lot, then took off the shawl on his body, walked out of the apartment, and planned to directly catch a taxi back to the residence.

As soon as she walked to the side of the road near the apartment, she saw a familiar white Range Rover parked there quietly.

Han Yanting lazily leaned against the side of the car, smoking a cigarette, and greeted her from a distance when he saw her.

Ling Que walked over, and the first sentence was: "Give me one."

Han Yanting looked up at her, reached in through the open car window, took out the cigarette case on the front of the car, and handed it to her.

Ling Que took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, Han Yanting skillfully opened the lighter and handed it over.

"Smooth less." Han Yanting said with a smile.

"What right do you have to say about me?" Ling Que glanced at the cigarette butts under Han Yanting's feet, then raised her head and exhaled a mouthful of white mist.

"Why are you here?" After taking a sip, Ling Que asked the business.

Han Yanting shrugged: "The Landlord sent me a message saying that we are approaching Yincheng, and asked me to take you home."

"Master Han doesn't have a show tonight?" Ling Que asked.

"But I'm here to pick you up, how dare I arrange any program?" Han Yanting said with a smile.

While talking, Ling Que quickly finished smoking a cigarette. She threw the cigarette butt on the ground, opened the passenger car door unceremoniously, and sat on it: "Then let's go."

The car started, and there were few cars on the road at night. It only took half an hour to drive to Han's house.

"You went wrong." Ling Que said lightly. "This is not the apartment I live in."

"Sleep here tonight." Han Yanting parked the car and pulled the handbrake. "My dad is away on a business trip. He's not here now. The house is pretty empty."

After a pause, he added, "Your room has already been cleaned."

After all, get out of the car.

Ling Que sat in the passenger seat, looked at the familiar house, remained silent for a moment, and got out of the car anyway.

(End of this chapter)