Chapter 158 (1/2)

There is a tranquilizing incense burning in the room, and the heating is sufficient,

It's drowsy.

Ling Han sits by the bed and looks at ye Huanyan's sleeping face. For a moment, he feels like he is dreaming, like an illusion. He goes back to the half year when Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan just had an accident two years ago.

She was so depressed that she spent most of her time in bed in a daze.

Jiang Meilan's death was a blow to her.

After all, she is the only relative in the world.

Aunt Zhang takes the porridge to ye Huanyan's room, and sees the scene of Ling Han holding ye Huanyan's hand lying asleep by the bed. Her eyes are full of surprise.

Without porridge, he turned around and ran back to the old lady's house to tell her about the great event.

You know, since the old lady proposed to let the young master marry the young lady more than half a year ago, the young master has turned a cold shoulder to the young lady. When we meet again, we have to be sarcastic, which gives the old lady a headache.

Ye Huanyan sleeps in a daze. When she wakes up, her palms are a little wet. After a little movement, she wakes up the people around her. She slowly opens her eyes,

The four eyes are opposite. As soon as you open your eyes, you can see shanglinghan's eyes,

It seems that I haven't woken up at the moment, with a bit of bleary.

She Leng Leng, vaguely feel is a dream.

Ling Han sat up and said in a cold voice, ”how long are you going to hold my hand?”

She was so stiff that she suddenly released her hand, which was full of sweat.

It's not a dream.

She got up from the bed, her shoulders shrunk, her long hair spread over her shoulders, wondering,

”Why are you here?”

Ling Han's eyes moved slightly. He stood up and moved his wrist. He said faintly, ”come to find something.”

”Looking for something?” Ye Huanyan leaned on the head of the bed, more and more confused, ”do you have anything in my room?”

Ling Han was silent for two seconds,

”The two books you borrowed from me last time have not been returned to me.”

Ye Huan's face suddenly tightened,

Those two books? Analysis of sexology?

Thinking of the two books, her mouth could not help twitching, ”I... the two books... I didn't bring them... Wait, you, are you in urgent need?”

After asking the last sentence, ye Huanyan would like to have a big mouth. How can that kind of book be used urgently?

Sure enough, a meaningful look appeared on Ling Han's face, and he gave her a deep look,

”Urgent?”

”I mean... I...” ye Huanyan some incoherent, half a day hold out a word, ”after the Spring Festival I go back to you.”