After wearing the book, I hugged the strongest thigh

Chapter 802 Han Ling Extra Story (18)

"No." Ling Que took the bag over.

"Why not? You don't like sweets." Han Yanting laughed.

"What are you still doing here? Don't make your sister in the house wait." Ling Que began to change the subject.

"She's gone." Han Yanting said calmly.

Ling Que was dumbfounded: "When?"

Han Yanting thought for a while: "5 minutes ago. Why, didn't you see her?"

Ling Que shook her head, she had been lying on the steering wheel just now and didn't pay attention.

At this time, Han Yanting finally noticed Ling Que's strangeness, and suddenly leaned over to hold her face, frowning: "Did you cry just now?"

"I didn't." Ling Que hurriedly tried to turn her face away, but was pulled back by Han Yanting.

"You can fool others, but you can't fool me." Han Yanting said.

Nothing about her could escape Han Yanting's eyes, he knew it at a glance.

Moreover, Han Yanting also knew why she was crying.

On the surface, it seemed that he was crying because he brought another girl home.

In fact, he knew that she had been too tired and worked too hard these years.

Thinking of this, Han Yanting couldn't help feeling distressed, and even felt a little guilty towards her.

He shouldn't have pushed her like this.

Thinking of this, Han Yanting took a deep breath, and took the cake in her hand: "Don't think about those sad things, come and eat the cake."

"I told you it's not for you." Ling Que said.

"Yes, it's not for me. You can see that the ice cream on it has melted like this, so we can't send it out. Let's eat it ourselves." Han Yanting half coaxed, while unpacking the box.

Han Yanting picked up a fork, dug out a piece, and handed it to her mouth.

Ling Que looked at him and didn't open her mouth for a long time.

"Hurry up, if you don't eat any more butter, it will drip onto the car, be careful and the master will tell you." Han Yanting said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Ling Que could only quickly open her mouth and eat the small piece of cake.

Delicious is delicious and sweet.

Ling Que swallowed the cake, then stuck out her tongue to lick the cream on her lips.

She was about to give this cake a fair evaluation, but before she could speak, Han Yanting suddenly leaned forward and kissed her lips.

Han Yanting was in the room just now, obviously lacking in interest, no matter how Vivi seduced him, he didn't feel it.

However, just now, Ling Que just licked his lips and easily ignited his fire.

The two panted in a low voice, swinging in the small car, Han Yanting let go of her, and said in a breathy voice: "Come with me, okay?"

Listening to his coaxing tone, Ling Que felt itchy, so she nodded.

So Han Yanting got out of the car and led her to the apartment.

When getting off the bus, don't forget to take the cake with you.

When he arrived in the room, Han Yanting couldn't wait to hug him to the bed.

Lying on it, Ling Que noticed the residual fragrance of women's perfume in the air.

"Did she lie on the bed just now?" Ling Que frowned slightly.

"Well, I'm lying down." Han Yanting replied honestly. "I didn't do anything."

Ling Que pushed him away and sat up: "She can lie on the bed, I don't want it."

Han Yanting smiled: "Okay, where do you want to go? The balcony? Or the bathroom?"

At the end, I added a sentence: "I can do it."

In the end, I chose to stay on the bed.

Ling Que's temper isn't anything serious, she just played a little bit of temper once in a while, and she'll let it go.

Just like that, Vice Marshal Han's birthday night, which seemed meaningless but actually seemed quite meaningful, passed like this.

(End of this chapter)