Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

"Don't worry, I'm really fine. If something happened to me, how could I not tell you? After all, I'm such a short-tempered person, how could I keep not telling you? So, Since I didn't say anything, it must be fine."

Yan Hui looked at Ling Yue and said, about this matter, that's all he said. After all, many TV novels would say that, so it's inevitable that he would say that, not for the truth. What's going on, it's very simple to just talk about it yourself.

"Okay, no matter what happens, remember to tell me as soon as possible, understand?"

Ling Yue saw that Yan Hui didn't seem to be telling lies, so he was relieved. Looking at her, he said that he is not that powerful, and many things are really hard for him to bear, so try his best. Don't let that happen again.

When something like that happened last time, don't look at it. Now I seem to be a normal person. There is nothing wrong with me, but I'm actually not that relaxed.

Many times I feel a little lingering fear, for fear that such a thing will happen again.

This is also the reason why I am so worried about Yan Hui going out alone, even with Zhou Binglu. It is really because I am too flustered and dare not imagine it.

"Yeah, that's for sure. Who else can I tell if I don't tell you as soon as something happens? Isn't it obvious? Really, what are you talking about?"

Yan Hui looked at Ling Yue with a helpless expression and said, "Really, does this also need to be confirmed? If something happened to me, I must have told him as soon as possible, otherwise?Who else can I tell.

"Okay, okay, I'm so sleepy, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to sleep first, and you can call me when you get home later." Yan Hui yawned, waved her hands repeatedly and said, she was really too sleepy, I had been sleepy for a long time, didn't I forget about it as soon as I talked to Ling Yue, and now I feel sleepy again.

"Okay, go to sleep, there is a blanket at the back, remember to cover it."

Ling Yue nodded with a helpless smile on his face and said, there is nothing wrong anyway, he is indeed tired after playing for a long time today, and it is also true that it is late now, so it is inevitable that he will be sleepy.

"Yeah, got it." Yan Hui nodded, put the cake aside, and fell asleep directly on the back seat covered with a blanket.

After all, she is very confident about Ling Yue's driving skills, and she is sure that there will be no problems. Moreover, she also discovered that when she fell asleep, Ling Yue would always slow down the speed of the car, for sure. It won't affect your sleep.

Hey, thinking about such a man who treats me so well, I really don't know what good things I did in my previous life to meet such a good person.

Hey, no, it should be said that Ling Yue did something good to meet someone as good as him, um, yes, he is so good, such a great girl.

Looking at Yan Hui who was already asleep in the back seat, Ling Yue smiled immediately, and slowly drove towards the house.

Ever since I got married to her, it seemed like it had been a long time since I drove home so late. It must have happened in the past, and it often happened. After all, I was alone, and working overtime was commonplace.

But it's different now, I'm not alone now, I'm married now, and I'm no longer alone, so I'm sure I can't go home so late as usual.

In the middle of the night, or even at one or two o'clock in the early morning, he didn't come home until one or two o'clock in the early morning. Let alone his appearance, even his own parents would say that he would kill him. It would be strange if he didn't beat him.

After all, there is still a wife at home anyway, so it’s not good to stay at home after work, instead, you are still working overtime in the company, so you can work overtime, go back around ten o’clock, and you can just work overtime In the early hours of the morning, how could it be all right? To put it bluntly, he felt that Yan Hongli would not let him go.

Now I can say that I go home on time, I go home after work, sometimes I go back early, anyway, I have nothing to do in the company, since I am not so busy, what are you still doing in the company? , I can go back, I have a beautiful wife at home, of course I have to accompany her, otherwise, I have something wrong.

It was getting late when I got back home in the car. After all, Ling Yue wasn't driving fast. The main reason was that I was worried that driving too fast would disturb Yan Hui. It was better to let her have a good sleep.

At home, Ling Yue didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but picked up the cake that was put aside, opened the box, picked up the fork that Yan Hui had used, and put a small piece into his mouth.

Feeling it just now, Ling Yue's brows frowned in an instant. It's not that it's not delicious, eat it, it's okay, but it's too sweet, isn't this stuff too sweet? Too much?
The store they used to eat at didn't seem so sweet, and the cakes in this store were really too sweet.

Although this kind of thing is generally sweet, but it is not so sweet, he himself feels that it is not simply sweet, but so sweet that he is a little tired.

I'm afraid this kind of cake is hard for people to accept, but why does Anhui not seem to feel how sweet it is when she eats it? On the contrary, this girl eats it very easily and doesn't feel anything special.

Could it be your own reason?I really don't like sweets very much, I feel a little greasy and don't like it.

However, he really feels that this is not ordinary sweet, he has also eaten the cake from that cake shop, although it is quite sweet, but it is definitely not so sweet that it is so sweet. Tired.

Forget it, it might really be your own problem.

Ling Yue opened the door and got out of the car, went to the back and cleaned the blanket on Yan Hui's body, then got out of the car with her in his arms, and walked towards the house.

Carrying Yan Hui upstairs, he gently put Yan Hui on the bed, covered the quilt, this time Ling Yue walked downstairs, came to the car and took the roses and cake on the passenger seat, locked the After closing the car door, I went upstairs again.

It seems that I really can’t buy so many roses in the future. It’s true that there are too many. It’s not a matter of whether it’s expensive or not. Time is languishing, and a lot of it is wasted in vain.