I picked up my daughter-in-law in the cemetery [Entertainment]

Tang Ling came back soon.

When entering the door, Han Zhuo sat on the president's office chair and looked at the computer seriously.

She was very cold when she was not speaking, and her side face looked serious and abstinent because of her concentration.But the facial features are so superior that people can't reach them, just like a unique spirit of wild flowers blooming in the mountains and forests.

When Tang Ling entered the door, she was hit in the heart, thumping, making her suddenly feel unreal:

Does this person really belong to her?

Han Zhuo's extraordinary hearing ability already knew that she was back, and she didn't look at her right away because of some thoughts.

Act like a spoiled child when she sees anyone, tsk.

I thought about it for a while, but I didn't see the man's movement for a long time.Can't help but turn around and look.

Tang Ling stood at the door, just staring at her blankly, without doing anything.

Han Zhuo:?

The child is stupid.

Tang Ling walked up to her and stood still, reaching out to touch her face:

"Are you mine?"

Han Zhuo sank back into the office chair and looked up at her.

"you guess."

When Han Zhuo laughed, it was like the moonlight blooming in the mountains.When she looked at others with a pair of blue eyes, she was focused and serious.

It made Tang Ling feel that she was the only one in her eyes.

"I don't guess, I want to hear what you say." Tang Ling pouted.

Han Zhuo sighed and stretched out his hand to pull her to his side.

Tang Ling sat on her lap very consciously, wrapping her arms around her neck.

Han Zhuo raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, that's right.

With the exchange of postures, the state of mind also changed. Han Zhuo hugged her freely, buried his head in front of her, and inhaled contentedly.

"Hey, be serious." Tang Ling pushed her a little angrily.

"How can I be yours?"

Han Zhuo raised his head and stared at her with blue eyes.

Tang Ling looked into her eyes, there were glistening water waves, the aura of the mountains, the stars and the sea, and herself.

Han Zhuo looked up at her and said seriously:

"I will do whatever you ask me to do. I am willing to be your servant for the rest of my life, as long as you want."

After half a minute.

"Hey." Han Zhuo frantically looked for tissues, laughing while searching.The little girl's head looked like a water faucet turned on, and tears flowed out.

"You mustn't...laugh." Tang Ling cried so much that her shirt collar was a little wet, her eyes were red, and she hiccupped.

"Pfft." Han Zhuo raised his hand: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Tang Ling stared at her and accused her.

The tissue was found, and just about to wipe it for her, Tang Ling slapped her hand away angrily.Han Zhuo had no choice but to wipe her tears with his hand, wet his hand, and new tears flowed down again.

Han Zhuo: ...

"Are you the reincarnation of the faucet? It can flow water like this."

After saying this, Tang Ling blushed.

Han Zhuo: "Hey, the red faucet."

Tang Ling closed her eyes and roared, "Stop talking!"

Han Zhuo shut up, looked at Tang Ling's pear blossom with heavy rain, carefully hugged her into his arms, let her face rub against his shoulders and neck, and acted as her big sponge.

Tang Ling chirped: "Your clothes... hiccup... will get wet."

Han Zhuo tried his best to control the smile in his voice: "Don't get wet, baby, don't cry, okay?"

Tang Ling: "What did you call me?"

"Baby, baby, if you don't like it, I'll change it."

Tang Ling hugged her neck tightly: "I like it, no need to change it."

Half a minute later.

"...Baby, why do you flow more and more?"

Tang Ling buried her face on her neck, breathed the scent of grass and trees on her body, the heat on her face didn't drop at all, listening to her talking nonsense, she opened her mouth and bit her shoulder The soft flesh of the neck.

"Say it again, I'll show you what's next!"

Tasting it for the first time, Han Zhuo rolled his eyes and immediately knew what Tang Ling was talking about.

It turns out that the same can be said.

Mr. Han, who was absorbing knowledge every day, wrapped his warm and callused palms around the slender waist of the person in his arms: "That's pretty good, I like it very much."

Tang Ling's brain thumped, and she didn't know what to say.

Fake monks who are serious and swearing are the most unbearable.

After being tired of working in the company for a while, it was afternoon. I went to say hello to Lin Lin and left. The two of them made an appointment to have dinner at Zhang Minghan's house in the evening.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when we left the company, and the employees hadn't left work yet. Han Zhuo and Tang Ling left the office and went to the elevator together. The president of the company, the only artist of the company, all the employees they met respectfully gave way to say hello: " Mr. Han, Miss Ling."

Tang Ling looked at Han Zhuo's long legs, wearing a beautiful skirt so gracefully and beautifully, and squeezed some lemon juice out of her heart that had just been tired of the fake monk's sweet talk, and reached out decisively to hold her hand.

Han Zhuo looked at her sideways, and gently uttered a monosyllabic interrogative word: "Huh?"

The employees who bumped into each other were blindsided and could only open their eyes wide!

What's going on, the domineering president we secretly slammed and the superstar Fanrenwen she fostered are going to come true! ! !Somebody tell me I'm not dreaming! ! !

Once again, Tang Ling was overwhelmed by such eyes, took her arm and hugged her, hanging on her shoulder like a koala, with a sweet smile on her mouth: "It's all right."

When she speaks softly, she will have a coquettish nasal voice.Hearing that the pores were stretched, Han Zhuo hummed lightly, let her hold his arm, and walked out like a pendant.

The elevator door opened, and an employee holding the documents saw the sticky look of his president and his artist, and the machine shut down on the spot.I stood in the elevator for three seconds without moving.

Han Zhuo nodded friendly: "Do you need help?"

"Oh, no, no, no..." The employee hurried out and greeted mechanically: "Mr. Han, sister Ling, go slowly."

The elevator door slowly closed.

"Tell them not to call me Sister Ling anymore, Sister and Sister, they are all old." Tang Ling pouted and rubbed against Han Zhuo's arm.

Han Zhuo felt too obvious ups and downs, and turned his head to look at her with red earlobes: "I feel very familiar with our current appearance, as if we have seen it somewhere before."

"Where did you see it?" Tang Ling saw her red earlobe and blew on it.

"The owner of an entertainment company, a fat middle-aged man, and his girlfriend. Lin Lin said that the woman is the starlet that his company focuses on."

Tang Ling: ...

"That's how that female star asked her boss for a new bag." Han Zhuo said solemnly.

Tang Ling rolled her eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth: "Then, tell them not to call me sister~ Mr. Han~"

Boss Han narrowed his eyes and felt comfortable: "Hey, I'll make arrangements later."

"Thank you Mr. Han~" Tang Ling tiptoed and kissed her on the side of the cheek.

Han Zhuo turned his head and glanced at Tang Ling's pink lips.

Tang Ling understood, smiled seductively, put her arms around her neck, and offered her a kiss.

When the elevator reached the negative floor, Mr. Han cleared his throat and returned to his gentlemanly appearance.He opened the car door for Tang Ling, fixed the roof of the car to prevent her from bumping her head, and closed the door when she was seated.

Before it was too late, Tang Ling reached out and grabbed the neckline of her skirt. Han Zhuo was unprepared, and his entire upper body fell on the co-pilot, climbing on Tang Ling, and buried his face directly between her legs.

Han Zhuo: ...

Tang Ling chuckled: "I'm sorry, I wanted to kiss you, but your skirt is so hard to grab."

Han Zhuo gritted his teeth, refusing to imagine what posture he was in now, the little girl was very happy.The child is alive and kicking, probably because of that.

What is that, Han Zhuo knows in his heart, but she is not very good at it, thinking of this, Han Boss is very angry again.He got up and tidied himself up, closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat on the other side, and as soon as he sat down, he unbuckled the little girl's seat belt, bullied her, and bullied her fiercely.

Tang Ling pursed her lips, enduring her attack.Han Zhuo made rapid progress, prioritizing and conquering the city.The aggressive attack made Tang Ling soften into a puddle of jelly, and then he could only push her weakly, and put his arms around her neck softly, with an uncontrollable hum from his lips.

The two stayed in the underground parking lot for almost half an hour before driving out.

In Xishan Villa, Pei Peizhi stood on the balcony on the second floor for a long time, looking at the road in the distance.

Zhang Minghan strolled around the house with his hands behind his back, and said, "Why worry, it's not enough for you to come into the house."

"They'll carry it when they enter the house. What's the point?" Pei Peizhi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Here we come, old Zhang and old Zhang."

Lao Zhang put his hands behind his back to his sides, and walked quickly to the balcony: "I am healthy, I am healthy."

The car stopped smoothly at the entrance of the villa, Han Zhuo got out of the car, went around to the other side, and opened the door for Tang Ling.Tang Ling was wearing black wide-leg pants and a white shirt. Yujie was dressed in a very aggressive way, but after getting out of the car, she hugged Han Zhuo's neck in a familiar way, and kissed on tiptoe.

Han Zhuo hugged her with one arm, closed the car door for her with the other, went around to the trunk and took gifts in large and small packages.

Tang Ling held Han Zhuo's hand all the time, went to the hall and rang the doorbell.

Zhang Minghan was puzzled: "Hey, didn't you agree, why don't you look like you are young."

Pei Peizhi cast a glance at him: "Straight man, this is affection, like when you were young, you would be trembling and embarrassed to hold hands."

Zhang Minghan hummed, and opened the door with his hands behind his back.

The door opened, Han Zhuo said with a smile, "Director Zhang."

Zhang Minghan snorted, his expression was not very good.

Han Zhuo and Tang Ling were very confused.

Fortunately, Zhang Minghan's petty temper didn't last long, and he laughed when he saw Tang Ling.

Tang Ling was a little embarrassed: "Director Zhang." When he entered the door, he saw Pei Peizhi who was smiling all over his face: "Aunt Pei."

The two warmly welcomed her into the door, and Zhang Minghan called Jia Ding from the side to reprimand him: "I won't leave early in traffic jams, and you know how to sleep when you have nothing to do..."

Pei Peizhi looked at the pair of Bi people in front of him.Han Zhuo'an was quiet and serious, and Tang Ling's eyebrows revealed a contentment that could not be ignored. The more Pei Peizhi looked at it, the more satisfied she became. She was different from Zhang Minghan, a woman with a delicate mind. She had observed Han Zhuo, and she took care of Tang Ling's every move. He didn't say anything, but it really hurt his eyes, so he always felt that Han Zhuo was worth entrusting.

Now that the two are finally together, Auntie can't help but feel overwhelmed. She just wants to hold the hands of the two and ask when they are going to meet their parents and when they will get married.

After Zhang Minghan made the phone call, he sat down and snorted, looked at Han Zhuo: "Is everything all right?"

"Okay, my body is also recovering quickly. It's not a big problem to exercise during this period of time."

Zhang Minghan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, and went to look at Tang Ling again: "You're fine too."

Tang Ling nodded and smiled at him.

"Smelly girl, don't worry, don't worry about one or two." Zhang Minghan snorted: "It's all right, take a break and read the script carefully. What your Aunt Pei said still counts, and you still don't know what to say." I owe two plays!"

Pei Peizhi pushed him reproachfully: "The child is just right, don't worry."

"Why don't you be in a hurry, now that she's taking advantage of the "Ghee Lamp" to take off, don't you want to wait until she catches a cold?" Zhang Minghan didn't dare to stare at Pei Peizhi, and muttered to Gu Tangling: "Take care of yourself first, Xiao Han , Snack on the script."

"Understood." Han Zhuo opened his mouth, and almost said "father-in-law", he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed the words.

Jardin just entered the door at this time, and when he heard them chatting about the script, he quickly brushed his presence:

"My, my, Sanyang Kaitai, Tang Ling!"

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Mr. Han: Being the president is my last stubbornness