Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

If Ling Yue wanted to snatch it, Yan Hui had to agree to it. Like a general who swore to defend her territory, she tightly hugged her quilt.

It's a joke, her body under the quilt is still naked now, what if she covers the same quilt with Ling Yue again, and this guy becomes wild.

Thinking about the swollen lower body and limp and weak body, Yan Hui would never let this happen!

Ling Yue looked at her: "Is that why you don't want me to cover you with the quilt?"

Yan Hui's firm and ruthless eyes already said everything.

She pointed to the bottom of the bed: "There is still a quilt here, you can take it yourself."

In fact, Ling Yue doesn't care if it's covered with a quilt or not, but Yan Hui's avoidance made him want to tease him instantly.

"I'm too lazy to take it myself." Ling Yue lazily stretched out his long legs, his eyes were still fixed on Yan Hui's quilt, and even his hands made people feel his eagerness to move.

"If you're too lazy to take it yourself, don't cover yourself with the quilt." Yes, Yan Hui is so indifferent.She even pressed the edge of the quilt completely under her body, leaving no corner of the quilt for Ling Yue.

"If you get it for me, I'll cover it." Ling Yue played a rogue, "Do you just have the heart to see me without a quilt and catch a cold?"

At that moment, Yan Hui really softened her heart, but it was too easy to get a quilt, so she hardened her heart and rejected Ling Yue very firmly.

After teasing Yan Hui, Ling Yue removed a new quilt from under the bed, and then lay down next to Yan Hui.

Long arms passed behind Yan Hui's neck, holding her tightly in his arms, he rubbed his chin against Yan Hui, and closed his eyes.

"It's still early, let's sleep a little longer," Ling Yue said.

This proposal was very favorable to Yan Hui, she nodded and closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky had already brightened, Ling Yue was no longer on the other side of the bed, but a whole set of clothes was neatly arranged, even the underwear was ready.

Yan Hui's heart was sweet, she was a little embarrassed, but also very useful, she took the clothes into the quilt, and quickly put them on.

Unexpectedly, the clothes fit well, even the underwear fit unexpectedly.

Dressed neatly, Yan Hui dragged her still sore body and walked out slowly. The fresh scent from the kitchen immediately made her already hungry stomach rumble.

Walking into the kitchen, Ling Yue was scooping porridge out of the pot with a spoon. The sticky and crystal-clear porridge looked like it had been boiled for a long time. Yan Hui sniffled and his eyes lit up: "I commend you, how do you know?" I want to drink a bowl of soft porridge right now."

Ling Yue turned his back to Yan Hui, and put the lid on the pot: "Because I read into your heart, it said 'I want to drink porridge'."

After Yan Hui heard this, she burst out laughing with a "puchi". She poked Ling Yue's back and teased him: "Are you calling yourself a roundworm?"

Ling Yue pinched her nose, "Okay, let's have porridge."

A small white porcelain bowl, the rice in it has been popped into rice crackers, and there are thin chicken shreds floating on it, as well as diced mushrooms and celery, which makes people appetite.

Yan Hui picked up the spoon, blew on it, and after taking a sip, she felt as if a umami bomb had exploded in her mouth. Coupled with the soft and smooth taste, it was really delicious.

This smell is very familiar, isn't that just the bottom-pressing skill of chef Xiaoxiangju?Yan Hui could know the taste, and she was lucky enough to order chicken porridge for only three servings a day.

Unexpectedly, one day, she would be able to drink the shredded chicken porridge that she could only drink by luck in the early morning.

It's a blessing to hang out with Ling Yue.

Yan Hui still couldn't help asking him: "How did you manage to pack shredded chicken porridge early in the morning?"

Ling Yue took a bite of the side dish, and said indifferently, "I don't know, I just told Zhang Zhu and brought it over."

What a stark contrast, it turns out that some rules can be turned into air when facing different people...

"Do you like it?" Ling Yue asked Yan Hui again.

Yan Hui nodded vigorously, with a look of admiration and love for food from the bottom of her heart: "I like it, I really like it, I like the craftsmanship of their chef the most."

When Ling Yue heard this, he nodded thoughtfully and said "I see".

The shredded chicken porridge soothed Yan Hui's empty stomach and tired body. After two bowls of porridge, she felt that she had finally come back to life.

Ling Yue took out a piece of paper and wiped off the glistening sweat on the tip of Yan Hui's nose.

"Go and rest for a while when you're full. Last night," Ling Yue paused at this point, and continued, "It's because I didn't restrain myself well, which made you tired."

For some reason, Yan Hui seemed to hear a little bit of pride and complacency in Ling Yue's words?
She glared at Ling Yue: "You have the nerve to say so! Let me tell you, there will be no future!"

How can this work!It is absolutely impossible for Ling Yue to agree, but today he still imagined a beautiful "sexual happiness" life in the future!

He narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What did you say?"

Yan Hui didn't know that the danger was approaching, so she said selfishly: "Let me tell you, last night was an accident, since I was drunk and took the initiative..., what happened last night is over, But actually I'm not ready yet!"

So, what happened yesterday was an accident?
Ling Yue is not happy anymore.

The unhappy man folded his hands in front of his chest, absently listening to the woman's chatter, he was not interested in Yan Hui's long speech at all, what he cared about most now was his own future and better life.

It's fine if it doesn't happen, but since the head has already been opened, it's impossible for Ling Yue not to seize this opportunity.When the time comes, Yan Hui can't help it.

The big black-bellied tiger has already figured out how to eat the silly little white rabbit into its mouth.

After Yan Hui finished speaking, she still looked at Ling Yue imposingly, Ling Yue nodded to show that he understood.Seeing Ling Yue cooperate so well, Yan Hui was very satisfied.

"Go and rest first, I'll clean up." Ling Yue said again.

This time, Yan Hui shook her head: "No, I have to go to Yunyue Zhai, and it's been a long time since I was injured this time. Uncle Ming must scold me to death."

Ling Yue's eyes turned around the lower part of Yan Hui's neck, the bruises and ambiguous red marks that he sucked out yesterday were looming on it.

If the banquet goes out, these traces will never be hidden from others.

So he asked Yan Hui solemnly: "What kind of silk scarf do you like?"