Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

Tasting the bitter taste in their mouths, Han Liang and Yan Hui walked to the gate without knowing it.

"Okay, I will see you off for thousands of miles. There will be a farewell. There is a taxi in front of you. You should go home early. Don't worry your uncle and aunt."

Yan Hui stood still, smiled and said to Han Liang, just like every time we parted.

If it was before, Han Liang would definitely give Yan Hui a speechless look, and then retort, "I'm not a child anymore", but today, he just gave a low "um".

The two of them were so familiar with each other that they could even detect a slight misalignment in each other's eyebrows, not to mention Han Liang's obvious emotional changes.

However, Yan Hui didn't think about other aspects at all, she just thought that Han Liang was still worrying about the competition.

"Xiao Liangzi, are you still bothered about the competition?"

She comforted her earnestly: "I know that we can't compare with others now, but no one is ahead of others from the beginning. It is only through their own efforts that they can improve their level and become the number one."

"Look, you have improved a lot now than before, otherwise how would you have qualified for the competition!"

After Han Liang heard this, he reluctantly curled the corners of his mouth, which seemed to indicate that he had received Yan Hui's comfort, but his aura was still depressed.

After all, the words are still weak, Yan Hui also knows that some words can actually have very little effect, she thought for a while: "Xiao Liangzi, after the mess on my side is over, I will practice with you, You can do whatever you want."

Han Liang smiled. He poked his head out of the taxi, stretched out his little finger and said to Yan Hui, "Okay, pull the hook, it's a deal!"

"A word is settled!"

When she was about to arrive at Uncle Ming's house, Yan Hui's cell phone rang, and she saw that it was Ling Yue's call.

They were all home, and Yan Hui didn't bother to pick them up, so she let the bell ring. Just as she walked into the corridor, the door of Uncle Ming's house suddenly opened, and Ling Yue's figure appeared in front of her eyes.

Yan Hui was stunned, because she found that Ling Yue, who had always been very particular about appearance, came out wearing only slippers.

"What are you doing here?"

As soon as Ling Yue turned his head, he saw Yan Hui standing at the bottom of the steps. Amid the melodious ringing of his mobile phone, he rushed down the steps in three steps at a time, and hugged Yan Hui tightly in his arms.

"Where did you go?"

Yan Hui was held tightly in Ling Yue's arms, so tight that she couldn't breathe, she stretched out her hand to push Ling Yue, and asked aloud, "What's wrong with you?"

There was another sentence that Yan Hui didn't say, she always felt that Ling Yue hugged her as if she was lost and found again...

Ling Yue stroked the top of Yan Hui's head with his chin, and said in a low voice, "Why did it take you so long to come back?"

The journey from Uncle Ming's house to the entrance of the community is only 5 minutes at most, and the round trip is a bit longer, 10 minutes is enough anyway, but after 10 minutes, Yan Hui still hasn't come back, Ling Yue can't sit still Steady.

However, he steadied himself first, and was about to call Yan Hui to confirm, but unexpectedly, the phone rang, but no one answered——

At this moment, Ling Yue finally couldn't sit still anymore, he was afraid that something would happen to Yan Hui, he rushed out of Uncle Ming's house before he even had time to change his shoes, but he just caught up with Yan Hui who came back.

Seeing that nothing happened to Yan Hui, Ling Yue's heart finally returned to the original place, he let go of Yan Hui, his eyes were dark under the dim light, and he could not see any emotion.

Yan Hui felt Ling Yue's anger belatedly, she explained with a dry laugh: "We haven't seen each other for a long time...so I just said a few more words, the time is not very long..."

The more she talked, the more guilty she became, Yan Hui's voice became lower and lower, and she immediately changed the subject: "It's getting late, let's go back, you're watching the door still open."

Ling Yue glanced at her meaningfully, this time Yan Hui received the complicated meaning in his eyes - "You know it's getting late, don't you?"

Yan Hui smiled dryly, and was hugged tightly by Ling Yue and walked into Uncle Ming's house.

Uncle Ming was already sitting on the sofa, he made tea, and invited the two of them to drink tea: "Come, come, have some herbal tea, Anhui, don't you like this June Snow the most? Ling Yue also brought me a Quite a few."

This guy can actually please others... Yan Hui glanced at Ling Yue, Ling Yue's face was indifferent, and there was no sign of enthusiasm or hospitality at all. If Han Liang was here, he would have already asked Uncle Ming for money. passed.

But this trip, it happened to be hot, Yan Hui picked up the teacup and was about to drink it, but she suddenly remembered Ling Yue who was standing on the side, and quickly handed the teacup to Ling Yue with a flattering smile.

There was a crisp "crack" sound of glass glasses colliding, and it turned out that Ling Yue just picked up a cup of tea and wanted to pass it to Yan Hui.

Uncle Ming looked at this scene, and the smile on his face deepened a lot. Of course, he knew that Ling Yue had just run out without putting on his shoes, and he also saw Ling Yue hugging Yan Hui tightly through the open door. scene.

As long as you pay attention, I'm afraid you won't pay attention, Uncle Ming thought secretly in his heart.

In fact, he was also a little worried about Yan Hui, but Ling Yue reacted one step ahead of him, but he didn't expect Ling Yue's reaction to be so big.

"You got it, drink it yourself, I got it too." Seeing Ling Yue's gesture, Yan Hui knew that Ling Yue actually wanted to get a cup and hand it to her.

With a sweet heart, Yan Hui unconsciously revealed a sweet smile.

Ling Yue naturally knew that Yan Hui wanted to go with him, but he didn't reveal anything, he just felt that Liu Yuexue was a bit sweet today.

The warm tea enters the stomach, and finally turns into a cool air flow between the lips and teeth. On a summer night, having a cup of Liu Yuexue is really the most pleasant thing.

Just when Ling Yue was about to finish his cup of tea, Uncle Ming also put the teacup back on the tea table. He stood up and shook his neck, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "I'm old, useless, and I want to sleep."

Ling Yue naturally understood, he stood up and said to Uncle Ming: "Uncle Ming, then I and Yan—"

Before the word "fen" could be uttered, Uncle Ming had already stopped him slowly: "Oh, I have to be an old man at home today..."

After that, Uncle Ming looked at Yan Hui without any concealment. Yan Hui understood and showed a big smile: "Uncle Ming, I will accompany you today."

Uncle Ming nodded in satisfaction, but he still looked at Ling Yue: "Ling Yue, you won't be unhappy or mind something if Yan Hui is like this?"

Even though the question was like this, Ling Yue knew that whenever he showed a little bit of unhappiness, Uncle Ming would definitely let Yan Hui stay here to "accompany" him.