Chapter 475: Field?

Today, Ling Yue was celebrating his birthday, and everyone was a little absent-minded to eat a meal.
After eating, I drank tea awkwardly, ate some fruits and left.
At this time, a group of people were standing outside the door of the restaurant, and their expressions were a bit complicated.
"I'll take Cheng Pingting home first, Leng Xiao, take the child back."
After Cheng Pingting locked the door of the restaurant, she just turned around when she heard Ling Yue staring at her scorchingly, and her face was flushed.
And An He on the side was so happy, the lone man and widow in the evening sent home in person, it must be... after all, this man has very strong energy.
Leng Xiao and Meng Bao looked wrong, as if he couldn't believe it.
Ling Yue shouted at Cheng Pingting, "Let's go." Cheng Pingting was startled, nodded, and immediately followed Ling Yue's pace, just like this, a man and a woman walked slowly towards the parking area side by side.
Ye Qianxun took a deep look at Ling Yue's eyes, gritted his teeth, turned and strode away in the other direction.
Cheng Pingting has always been very nervous. She followed Ling Yue cautiously, like a very well-behaved little daughter-in-law. Her eyes were looking around, her expression a little shy.
Suddenly she stopped and looked in one direction, her eyes startled.
Ling Yue noticed her strangeness and turned around and asked, "What's the matter?" A low voice echoed on the empty horse path, faintly showing concern.
Cheng Pingting was stared at by Ling Yue like this, she struggled for a while, and finally pointed her finger in one direction and whispered, "Over there, I seemed to have seen Ye Youran just now..."
Cheng Pingting originally didn't want to say, but who Ling Yue was, she didn't dare to lie to him, because he knew it would influence him badly.
Ling Yue raised his eyebrows and looked towards Cheng Pingting's direction. Under the big tree on the roadside, there was indeed a beautiful figure, and it seemed that the other party was in a bad mood because she was taking off her shoes and threw it angrily. In the trash can.
At this moment, the woman under the big tree seemed to feel something. She raised her head slightly, and her gaze happened to meet the azure blue eyes from nowhere.
With her eyes intersecting, Ye Youran froze for a moment, and froze for a while.
She thought Ling Yue would walk towards her, but she didn't...
"It's not her, Ye Youran doesn't like wearing skirts." Ling Yue retracted his gaze and replied in a light tone. He stretched out his hand and half arm around Cheng Pingting's waist, "Let's go."
After all, the distance is a little far away, and the attention of ordinary people like Cheng Pingting can't really distinguish, and Ling Yue actually took the initiative to approach her, which made Cheng Pingting's heartbeat a little frantic, unable to think too much, and his brain was a little blank.
"Oh." Cheng Pingting nervously followed Ling Yue's pace, and his brain gave a slightly awkwardly soft voice.
The last two got into the car, and the car sped away smoothly.
Mengbao was so angry that his small faces were swollen like pufferfish, and the two of them stared at their daddy bitterly as the drove away.
"Buckling!" Ling Yiye's chubby little finger pointed at the car that was speeding away. He couldn't hold back, and he cursed bitterly.
"Just a bastard!" Leng Xiao was equally angry, standing next to Xiao Dai and despising the car shadow that went away.
Even Zuo Shaohuai said in a weird manner, "No wonder we all came to this restaurant today. It turned out to be telling us that this is the new hostess."
With Lingyue's personality, if he wasn't the person he cared about, he wouldn't be so bored to send him home in person.
After all, Zuo Shaohuai should be the person who dislikes Ye Youran the most. Since he came into contact with Ye Youran, Zuo Shaohuai has never been optimistic about her, but Ling Yue suddenly became so close to Cheng Pingting at this time. He always I feel a little unacceptable.
Leng Xiao still didn't understand, "Didn't that dead man Ye Qianxun have a crush on Cheng Pingting? Why didn't he say anything and stopped cooking when he met Ling Yue's opponent? Huh!"
At the beginning, it was because everyone thought that Cheng Pingting was Ye Qianxun's woman, that was why she slowly accepted her. This suddenly changed her position, and Leng Xiao was somewhat resistant.
"Uncle Leng, I don’t want daddy anymore. That actually left my brother and me and drove my sister home. It’s too much! Fortunately, my mom doesn’t want him anymore, otherwise my mom will be so sad... …"
For the first time in his life, Ling Yiye felt that Leng Xiao was very kind, and he held Leng Xiao's thigh with short hands, "I don't want to go home, Grandma Leng likes me, Uncle Leng, I will live in your house with my brother in the future."
Ye Yinuo's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking deeply about what was going on, Ling Yue and Cheng Pingting?
"Xiao Yao, will you stay at Leng's house with your brother for one night tonight?" Ye Yinuo felt that Ling Yiyao was also very unhappy, so he coaxed.
Ling Yiyao was not as excited and cursed like Xiao Dai, but he thought that his dad just said that he would send sister Cheng home in person, and let Uncle Leng look after him and his younger brother. He immediately became depressed. The daddy he admired most actually told Sister Cheng. So close, what the would do...
Finally, Mengbao agreed to stay at Leng's house for one night, and Leng Xiao and Zuo Shaohuai also went home quickly, but everyone was driving in the car, and their thoughts were a bit complicated.
Accept Cheng Pingting instead of Ye Youran? Cheng Pingting is indeed gentle and kind, and a good wife and mother are more suitable as a good internal helper, but...
"Forget it, I hadn't been optimistic about Ling Yue and Ye Youran..." Leng Xiao sighed while driving.
If it were not for Ling Yue's insistence on marrying Ye Youran, it is estimated that the two of them would not go together. Ye Youran's sex, frankly speaking, she is more suitable for freedom.
...
"Asshole! You die! I would not marry you if I knew it!" At this moment, a woman on the top of Mingyang Mountain in City A was yelling at the starry sky angrily.
Ye Youran grabbed a small stone under her feet and threw it bitterly towards the tree opposite, "When the matter is over, I will divorce you! Divide the property! I want to take half of your shares in Lingtian International..."
Ye Youran's clear and angry voice continued to echo in the mountains. The surrounding area was empty. The temperature in May night was still a bit low, especially when the wind on the top of the mountain was strong, and most people would not come here to catch the cold.
But Ye Youran felt that she was smoking all over her body. She needed some cool breeze to calm down her somewhat bloated brain.
He grabbed a fist-big stone again and slammed it at the big tree in front of him, as if he had a grudge against that tree.
"Ye Youran! You want to murder your husband!" Just as the stone fell to the ground, a familiar low voice suddenly came from the mountains.
Ye Youran was stiff, auditory?
A tall and straight figure appeared in front of him, and Ye Youran knew that he was not hearing hallucinations, and that the smelly man in front of him was Ling Yue.
Ling Yue walked towards her, he sternly said, "Today is my birthday, and Ye Youran, my gift!"
"Sorry, I don't remember your birthday!" Ye Youran didn't want to look at him at a glance, so she turned her head and raised her head to look at the stars.
Ling Yue sat directly beside her, following her gaze to look at the bright stars above her head.
He knew that every time Ye Youran was in a bad mood, she would like to watch the starry sky, especially like climbing to the top of the mountain in the middle of the night and staring in a daze.
Suddenly, Ye Youran was wearing a suit jacket over her shoulders. Ling Yue's cold breath was all over her jacket, which disturbed her thoughts and prevented her from watching the stars quietly.
Ye Youran raised her hand sullenly, wanting to shake off this obnoxious coat.
But Ling Yue stretched out his hand to hold her down, his face was a little ugly, staring at her beautiful side face, "Ye Youran, why are you wearing such a virtue, ugly, selling meat? They all talked about wearing skirts. You can only wear long cheongsam!"
Ye Youran got angry, turned his head and clenched his fist and punched Ling Yue directly in the chest, "Bad son, I can wear what I like. It's my business to be ugly or not, and it has nothing to do with your President Ling. No!"
Your sister! That Cheng Pingting also wore a sleeveless printed dress tonight, but this dead man said it was pretty!
Ling Yue didn't move away, and was punched firmly in the chest by her. He snorted and looked at Ye Youran's angry little face at this time, and suddenly realized that this woman was jealous.
Ye Youran's ears are very sensitive. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Ling more and more. There was no light on the top of the mountain, but the starlight above her could make her see clearly that Ling Yue's cold face flashed with forbearance.
he is injured?
Ye Youran looked at Ling Yue's chest, without asking, she stretched out her hand and took off Ling Yue's shirt. Ling Yue was suddenly excited by her, and she didn't react for a while.
"Ye Youran, the field is not so good..." He said in a low voice.
"Field battle, your sister, field battle!" Ye Youran cursed, but her eyes were a little surprised to see that Ling Yue's right chest was indeed bruised.
Who can hurt Ling Yue?
Ling Yue saw that she was stripping her own clothes to check the wound, and was a little disappointed. However, she carefully looked at Ye Youran's face close at hand at this time, and looked at her bright red mouth, her eyes darkened.
Without thinking, he bent his head and kissed her little mouth with thin lips.
Ye Youran was stunned for a while, and Ling Yue was a little anxious. He pressed her on the stone chair, and the heavy man's body was close to her soft body, feeling her sweetness greedily.
"Hey! Stop...Stop!"
When Ling Yue turned her head and bit her sensitive earlobe lightly, her blood vessels moved between her breath, Ye You suddenly felt bad, and quickly stretched out her hand and slapped the man's head.
"Dead Ling Yue, I don't want to, you stop...Hey! I don't like the wild..."
"I don't like the wild either..." Ling Yue raised his head, looked at her with a blurry gaze, and asked in a very talkative way, "There is a house at the foot of the mountain, let's go down and do..."
"Be your sister!" Ye Youran exploded in excitement, shrank her neck, and looked at him vigilantly.
Ling Yue frowned, stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, and said, "No foul language!"
"I just love to say vulgar words, I'm so vulgar, you marry a good wife if you have a kind, gentle, in any case my business has nothing to do with you!" Ye Youran frowned, snorted, and refused to pay attention to him. .
"I don't like Cheng Pingting." Ling Yue said directly.
Ye Youran was a little surprised to see him so calm, and she asked, "Then why are you being so good to her?"
Ling Yue didn't answer her, he spoke slowly, with a reproach in his tone, "Ye Youran, your husband and my chest were bruised by someone, don't you care about me?"
"Who cares about you, I'm not interested!" Ye Youran couldn't help but glanced at his chest with a bruise, frankly she was a little concerned, it was really strange that someone could hurt Ling Yue.
Unless it is usually Ling Yue deliberately let her punch her to vent her dissatisfaction, if it is really fought, there are very few people who can be stronger than Ling Yue.
Regardless of whether she was interested or not, Ling Yue spoke as if she was collecting debts with Ye Youran, "It was your fake brother Ye Qianxun who injured him. Ye Youran, how do you plan to compensate me?"
Ye Chihiro?
Ye Youran looked depressed at Ling Yue's rogue appearance at this time. She found that Ling Yue was getting darker and darker. Sometimes she always felt that this dead man was digging a hole to make him jump.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Youran poked his bruised chest with her finger.
Ling Yue nodded solemnly, "It hurts!"
As she said, she couldn't help looking at her red swollen lips, and demanded in a low voice, "Ye Youran, let me give you some practical comfort."
Ye Youran: "..." Comfort your sister! !