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Chapter 46: Have You Touched Enough?

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    Han Qiong was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone. She was wearing light pajamas, and her exquisite figure was faintly visible.

    "Hey, isn't this the cutie that our family has moved out of? He came back in a hurry in the middle of the night. What happened?"

    Han Qiong put down the phone and looked at Han Ying with a smile.

    Although she doesn't get along well with her elder brother, she has a very good relationship with this little niece.

    "Auntie, you introduced that person to me last time. What is his background?"

    "Yo, I have become curious about him so quickly, I am curious and ask him."

    "I'm too lazy to talk to him!"

    Seeing her angry look, Han Qiong winked and said: "Why, did he bully you, tell aunt, aunt will stand up for you!"

    "Where how can there be!"

    Han Ying's face turned red up to her ears, and she felt ashamed and annoyed when she thought of what happened in the hotel that night.

    Although Han Qiong is single, after all, he has a lot of knowledge and experience, and he saw the clues all at once, but he didn't expose it.

    She said truthfully: "He, he is an apprentice of a miracle doctor."

    "Gone?"

    "Gone."

    Han Ying muttered, obviously not convinced, a doctor can make the speaker of Heihutang bow down?

    At this moment, a voice sounded from the door of Han Qiong's boudoir: "Is Xiaoying back?"

    "grandfather?"

    Han Ying was taken aback for a moment, then quickly flew out, overjoyed, "Grandpa, you have been discharged from the hospital!"

    At the beginning, Mr. Han disregarded the doctor's objection and left the hospital privately. Han Tianming sent someone to search for him all night, but no one was found. However, Mr. Han went home by himself early the next morning.

    Han Tianming never told Han Ying about this.

    Han Ying threw herself into the old man's arms, and the old man groaned, "Girl, do you want to smash my old bones into pieces?"

    The old man patted Han Ying's head, his eyes full of doting.

    Han Ying stuck out her tongue: "Grandpa, your face is full of red, and you are alive and well. How old are you?"

    In fact, Han Tianming and Han Qiong were also surprised that the old man had been sentenced to death by the doctor, but after he came back, he was full of energy, and he didn't look like a dying person at all.

    The old man smiled: "The girl is getting more and more beautiful."

    "That's all because of your genes, grandpa!"

    "You are the only one who can talk. It's been a long time since I've seen you. Come and chat with grandpa."

    The old man had already gone to bed, but after hearing Han Ying's voice, he lost all sleepiness. He dragged Han Ying downstairs, and Han Qiong could only get up and go down with him.

    Han Tianming immediately put down the newspaper, got up and asked concerned: "Dad, why are you up?"

    "I haven't seen my granddaughter for so long, why don't I have a good chat with her?"

    "Thanks to your grandpa being so pampered, you didn't know how to go and see him when he was in the hospital!"

    Han Tianming glared at Han Ying fiercely.

    "Grandpa, look at my dad, he is attacking me again!"

    Han Ying shook the old man's arm to act coquettishly, and the old man immediately reprimanded: "Is it okay to say a few words? You have to make my granddaughter go away to be happy?"

    Han Ying made a grimace at Han Tianming, with the attitude of a winner.

    Han Tianming didn't take it seriously, rolled up the newspaper, and said in an irrefutable tone: "It's your grandpa's birthday on the third day of next month. Even if you have something big to do, you must be there for me!"

    After finishing speaking, Han Tianming went upstairs. When he was on the stairs with Han Qiong, Han Qiong whispered: "Did you not tell her in advance about the engagement?"

    "Don't worry about it."

    Han Qiong rolled her eyes and muttered to herself: "If you don't let me control me, just leave it alone? It's a good idea!"

    Han Ying was at a loss: "What does my dad mean, grandpa, your birthday, I will definitely be there!"

    She still doesn't know that she is the protagonist of this birthday party

    At ten o'clock at night, Jiang Yu tiptoed back to Wen Yihuan's house.

    He was afraid of disturbing Wen Yihuan's rest.

    As soon as he entered the room, he closed the door carefully, trying not to make too much noise, but the lights in the room suddenly lit up.

    Wen Yihuan looked at him in white pajamas: "Have you been drinking?"

    From a distance, she could smell the smell of alcohol.

    "Drank a little." Jiang Yu apologized all over his face, "I'm sorry Mr. Wen, I made you rest because of the noise."

    Wen Yihuan didn't blame him, but went to the kitchenAfter tinkering in the refrigerator, he said, "Go take a shower first, and I'll cook something for you to hangover."

    Jiang Yu: "???"

    Is this the treatment a bodyguard should have?

    "What are you still doing?"

    "Ah oh."

    Jiang Yu came back to his senses, took a nightgown from the room and rushed into the bathroom.

    Looking at the handsome face in the mirror, Jiang Yu said narcissistically, "My damn charm!"

    Ten minutes later, Jiang Yu quickly resolved the battle, walked to the living room in his nightgown, and saw Wen Yihuan's busy figure, he couldn't help sighing, what more could a husband want if he had such a wife?

    If it wasn't for the fact that little junior sister Doudou occupies too much weight in his heart, he would almost fall in love with Wen Yihuan!

    Soon, Wen Yihuan served a cup of hot ginger tea.

    "Drink, drink and go to bed early."

    "Ginger tea? Well To be honest, ginger tea doesn't really have a hangover effect. It's not as effective as drinking a cup of vinegar."

    Many articles on the Internet say that ginger tea can relieve hangovers, but Jiang Yu, a doctor, knows that this is false.

    Just when he was going to continue to educate Wen Yihuan, he found a murderous look in Wen Yihuan's eyes.

    Where did this straight man of steel come from!

    Jiang Yu shrank his neck, picked up his wine glass resentfully, and hurriedly changed his words: "Actually, I was lying just now. I love ginger tea the most!"

    He poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

    "Be careful it's hot!"

    It was too late for Wen Yihuan's reminder.

    The scalding ginger tea almost burned Jiang Yu's mouth, and he spit it out in one gulp.

    Poor Wen Yihuan who was sitting in front of him, her white pajamas were full of tea.

    Fortunately, after passing Jiang Yu's mouth, the temperature of the ginger tea sprayed out was already low, otherwise it would definitely ruin Wen Yihuan's delicate skin.

    After the white pajamas were soaked in water, they stuck tightly to Wen Yihuan's skin, and the wet part happened to be where the mountains and hills rise and fall, and it was faintly visible under the thin clothes.

    "I'm sorry Mr. Wen!"

    Jiang Yu apologized repeatedly, and motioned to take a few pieces of paper from the coffee table to help Wen Yihuan wipe it.

    The moment Jiang Yu's hand touched Wen Yihuan's body, time froze instantly.

    Wen Yihuan's face flushed instantly.

    Where do you put your hands!

    Do it on purpose, drink hot tea on purpose, spray it out on purpose, and spray it here on purpose!

    Wen Yihuan was extremely ashamed and annoyed.

    At this time, Jiang Yu also came back to his senses, feeling Wen Yihuan's softness, but he was reluctant to withdraw his hand.

    "Mr. Wen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

    He apologized again.

    Wen Yihuan clenched her teeth: "Have you touched enough?"

    She got up angrily, covered her face and ran back to the room, clutching me tightly, her heart pounding like a deer.

    What's wrong with me?

    Wen Yihuan was very ashamed and annoyed. Although she looked very angry, deep down, she didn't have the slightest resistance.

    Boom boom boom

    However, Jiang Yu knocked on the door suddenly, and Wen Yihuan was shocked, he must not be overthinking it!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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