"Hiss …"
He Chaoqun covered his forehead and sucked in a breath of cold air. "Sister, you hit me so hard."
"Alright, the joke is over. You should know the church. I have something to do, so I won't play with you anymore."
Ye Huanyan raised her eyebrows and turned to leave.
"I'm not joking."
He Chaoqun's voice came from behind, "Sis, I'm serious."
"What are you serious about? You little brat. "
"I'm twenty-five years old. I'm a few years past the legal age for marriage. I have my own company and house. I'm a rational man with an independent personality, Sis."
"I didn't say you weren't." Ye Huanyan finally burst out laughing. She turned around helplessly, "What are you trying to say?"
Seeing her laugh, He Chaoqun suddenly restrained his expression and looked at her seriously, "Sis, be my girlfriend. I'm serious."
Ye Huanyan stared at him blankly, then the corners of her mouth twitched, "Stop joking. You know that I'm married. I have a son."
"You can get a divorce if you're married. It's fine if you have a son. Naonnao and I will get along very well, don't you think?"
"Alright, alright, stop." Ye Huanyan couldn't stand it anymore. Why was this little brat making fun of her when the elders were joking? Was there an end to it? "I really have something to do. I don't have time to play with you. Go play with Naonnao."
With that, she walked towards the North Gate. If one looked closely, one could see that she was in a hurry.
After running a distance, Ye Huanyan covered her face and realized that her face was burning.
She was already thirty-two years old. How could she blush when she heard a little brat say something on a whim? How shallow.
The North Gate was not far away. As soon as she walked out of the gate, she saw a familiar figure on a fishing boat in the distance. He was wearing a leather fishing jumpsuit. His hair was wet, giving him a mature charm. The closer she got to him, the more she could feel the masculine scent coming from him.
Seeing that Ye Huanyan had arrived, Ling Han put down the fish in his hand and waved vigorously at her with a warm smile, just like ten years ago.
Ye Huanyan also waved her hand and smiled at him. Compared to little fresh meats, she still preferred the older uncle type. As for why she blushed when she heard He Chaoqun's unsure confession, it was probably because she had never heard anyone formally confess to her since she was young, and that awakened her maiden heart a little.
She walked towards the beach with firm steps.
Standing next to Ling Han was John, a fisherman who had lived on the island for many years. Later, he was hired by Gu Heng and Wen Yi to be a guard at the North Gate of the villa. Despite his age, he still acted like an old urchin. At this moment, he seemed to be saying something to Ling Han, and he started laughing to himself. He even whistled loudly at Ye Huanyan.
"John, your teeth are almost all falling out, and you're whistling at a woman. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Ye Huanyan shouted at him.
John spoke in fluent English. He was not angry when he heard that. Instead, he laughed out loud. "Dora, I told Leon again. If I were twenty years younger, I would definitely pursue you."
Ye Huanyan laughed even more heartily. "I don't like the fishy smell on you. Even if you were thirty years younger, I wouldn't want you."
John seemed a little dissatisfied when he heard that. He rubbed his chin and muttered to himself for a moment. Suddenly, he bent down and grabbed a big fish that was thrown on the boat. He directly stuffed it into Ling Han's fisherman overalls. Ling Han could not dodge in time. He staggered two steps and jumped off the fishing boat. It took him a lot of effort to shake the poor fish out. The fish struggled desperately on the beach, splashing sand all over Ye Huanyan.
John's laughter came from the fishing boat. "Leon smells like fish now. Do you like it? Hahaha."
Ye Huanyan glared at him, then jumped and climbed onto Ling Han's neck. She laughed and shouted at John, "I like it. He's my man. Not to mention the fishy smell, I'd like to be sprayed with cuttlefish juice."
Ling Han's hands were stained with fish scales. At this moment, he was afraid that she would fall, so he had no choice but to hold her legs. There was helplessness in his eyes, but there was also affection in them.
Ye Huanyan seemed to be particularly obedient today. He did not know why.
When Ye Huanyan and Ling Han returned to the villa, Uncle He had already left. There was food left for the two of them in the kitchen. The two of them pulled up a small folding stool and sat at the entrance of the kitchen with their bowls in their hands. They ate while sunbathing. Perhaps Ye Huanyan's sitting posture was too bold, or perhaps the small folding stool was too small for Ling Han. The servants passing by all covered their mouths and snickered.
"My parents didn't ask you to come over for lunch. Don't mind them. I see that my mother's attitude is much better when she mentions you. Uncle He is a friend of my parents, and I'm not very close to them. Anyway, you won't have anything to talk to them about. It'll be more peaceful if you don't go."
"I know."
Ling Han's slender fingers held the edge of the bowl. He picked up a piece of pork rib and placed it in Ye Huanyan's bowl. The sun shone on his brows, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked even more gentle.
Ye Huanyan was a little restless. She bit her chopsticks and thought for a few seconds. "I'll look for you at your place tonight."
Ling Han raised his brows. "Oh? Why are you looking for me? "
Ye Huanyan blushed. "You already know the answer."
Ling Han put down the bowl and chopsticks and patted her head. "Wear more clothes when you come."
"Don't you usually ask me to wear less?"
Ye Huanyan was a little puzzled.
Ling Han had already stood up and leaned over to block her eyes from the sun. She could hear his breathing and his deep, seductive voice. "I prefer the feeling of taking my clothes off slowly."
Even after he had walked far away, Ye Huanyan felt her blood rush to her head. That feeling of blood rushing to her veins did not go away for a long time. He was really … an expert at flirting.
Because Wen Yi had deliberately distracted Ling Han from the incident at noon, Ye Huanyan deliberately did not go to the East Court at dinner time. When Ji Xiaoyue called, she also said that she had a headache and wanted to eat alone in the house.
Ji Xiaoyue lowered her voice over the phone. "Yan Yan, are you angry with Mom because you didn't invite Ling Han for lunch? At a time like this, you can't go against your parents. Haven't you seen those stories where the more you go against your parents, the more they end up breaking up the couple?"
"I didn't go against them previously. I went along with them in all sorts of ways, but didn't I still end up breaking up the couple? It seems that my mom needs to see my iron fist."
"Damn, aren't you childish? Iron fist?"
"You're still talking about me? Aren't you childish? Let me interview you, Ji Xiaoyue. Because of the kiss that my brother didn't kiss, you slept in separate rooms for three days, right? Didn't you pretend to be generous in the bamboo forest?"
"How did you know?"
Ji Xiaoyue raised her voice a few octaves, but the next second, she lowered it. "I didn't tell you. Did Gu Sinian tell you?"
"Do you think my brother will talk to me about his private life? I'm not a pervert. "
"Then you …"
"The villa is only so big, and the South Court and West Court are so close together. Do you think that the servants don't talk? I'm so free. Is it strange that I would listen to a few words of gossip?"
"Damn …"
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