Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

When Lin Shen came, Lin Qinghuan was held in He Yanlang's arms while processing emails.

Lin Qinghuan had no interest in, nor could he understand, the emails were all in English; occasionally there were a few familiar messages mixed in, but they all contained professional terms, which made Lin Qinghuan even less interested.

Very bored.

But He Yanlang said he wanted her to accompany him.

So it has to be like this.

She doesn't need to have her own ideas.

The door of the study was wide open, and Lin Shen was found here.

Being caught in such an intimate posture, Lin Qinghuan wanted to retreat, but was held down and warned, "Don't move."

Lin Shen was anxious, "Master, why don't you answer the phone again?"

Lin Shen knew without even having to guess that He Yanlang was definitely with Lin Qinghuan, which was why he was so irrational.

"My phone fell in the car and I forgot to pick it up." He Yanlang said lazily without looking up, his eyes still on the computer.

It's not that he forgot to pick it up. Lin Qinghuan reminded him, but what He Yanlang said at that time was that it kept ringing every day and it was very annoying.

He Yanlang just wanted to spend a few hours quietly with Lin Qinghuan without any work calls or people disturbing him.

"What's the matter?" He was able to free one hand and touched Lin Qinghuan's leg.

"Something happened to Ouyang Ling. The young master put her in the ICU."

He Yanlang then raised his head, a smile on his face. His brother was really perverted. "Where is he?"

“Ouyang Ling was taken back to Longcheng by plane for treatment, and the young master is still in Jing City.

The old master is furious. The last time the old master acquired Yuanyang Electronic Technology, the anger has not subsided yet, and now there is unpleasantness with the Ouyang family. Young master, you are disappearing here again. The old man's people have called me all the time and are very angry. "

"Let me go back and clean up his mess? Not interested."

Lin Shen was ashamed. He Yanlang was only interested in being beaten. He would rather be beaten half to death than let He Yanhe gain any benefit from him.

Is this really grandpa and grandson?

He Yanlang's hand had moved from Lin Qinghuan's leg to her lower back. He rubbed it gently with his fingertips. It felt a little itchy, and she twisted her body uncomfortably.

"What about the young master? You should meet him. He is waiting for you in the apartment at Beijing University."

He Yanlang knew better than anyone why Ouyang Ling was injured, and he had to save He Yanyu.

But what surprised He Yanlang was that the old man did not send anyone to take He Yanyu back to Longcheng immediately and hand him over to the Ouyang family. Instead, he let him continue to stay in Longcheng, which was tantamount to protecting his own child.

The old guy who only cares about profit has become confused and wants to play the family card when he is about to die.

Are you afraid that after you die, no one will burn paper money for you?

Anyway, he would not burn paper money for He Yanhe. The phone call a few hours ago was still threatening her.

"Got it. You go out first." After processing the last email, He Yanlang closed the computer with one hand.

"Master, don't procrastinate. It's really urgent." Lin Shen reminded.

If He Yanyu can't bear the pressure and betrays He Yanlang, it will be the end of him.

So many people were waiting for him to make a mistake, ready to step on him.

"Yeah." He Yanlang replied lazily, and added, "Close the door."

Ah...

Lin Shen wanted to bang his head against the wall, but he obeyed the order and closed the door.

Although he was extremely anxious, He Yanlang still had the mood to be affectionate with Xiao Huanhuan.

Bah, bullshit. Xiao Huanhuan’s face looks so ugly, it’s obvious that the young master is just wishful thinking.

study.

"Brother Shen seems very anxious."

Lin Qinghuan pushed He Yanlang's chest away and leaned back.

He Yanlang pulled the man back and stuck close to him, "He's in a hurry."

"You are not allowed to call him Brother Shen. You are only allowed to call me Brother."

His possessiveness towards her can really be seen everywhere, from her body to the way they address each other, he controls everything.

"Why don't you go and get busy? I'll wait for you to come back here." Lin Qinghuan reminded, wanting to send the person away.

He Yanlang raised his watch and glanced at the time. It was half past eight. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone was clear and pleasant, "Can we have a try? Right here."

This was the nth time he had proposed this today, and Lin Qinghuan got scared every time he heard it.

He Yanlang seems to be addicted and can't seem to stop taking it.

She looked very unhappy.

She knew that He Yanlang would make this request countless times in the next two days, not just once, but whenever he wanted.

Once you let go, there's no end in sight.

But she was really scared.

The psychological shadow is too heavy.

I couldn’t let go, “No.”

He Yanlang seemed not to hear it. He took off his watch and threw it casually on the desk. Then he picked up Lin Qinghuan and put her on the desk.

"Once, I promise. I don't want more than that."

He Yanlang approached, and Lin Qinghuan pushed his chest. His face looked even paler under the warm light, "He Yanlang, no."

"Only after I come here once can I go back to Dragon City and deal with things with peace of mind."

Lin Qinghuan was stunned.

"Are you going to go back early?"

"Yeah." He had a smile on his face. Lin Qinghuan was hoping he would leave sooner because this was a bait.

"Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable." He looked at Lin Qinghuan's psychological defenses, which he was breaking down bit by bit.

Then he leaned down and kissed her.

Everything is just right, and as long as the emotions are aroused, everything will fall into place.

This is what He Yanlang thought.

But the fact is, Lin Qinghuan still resisted. His touch only aroused her fear, and she trembled like a sieve.

Tears streamed down my face and I kept shouting, "It hurts."

It hurts before it even starts.

"Just bear with it for a while."

It was meant to be a soothing remark, but Lin Qinghuan felt it was extremely cruel, so he raised his hand and slapped him.

Damn, I just let you enjoy yourself.

With full force, finger marks were left on the man's fair face under the warm yellow light.

He Yanlang's face was hit to the side. While he was in a daze, Lin Qinghuan pushed him away, stood up, picked up her clothes on the ground, and crawled under the desk, shivering.

I'm really scared, not pretending.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I really can't, I'm scared... He Yanlang..." She looked at the man with tears in her eyes, unable to tell what emotion he was feeling at the moment.

Tears fell down in big drops.

He Yanlang was stunned for a moment, and looked down. Lin Qinghuan was so tall, curled up into a ball, hiding under the table, crying pitifully and aggrievedly.

She was really scared.

In fact, Lin Qinghuan had been shaking from the beginning. He knew she was afraid, but he still insisted on doing so, thinking that as long as she got used to it later, she wouldn't be afraid anymore. Lin Qinghuan endured it for so long.

Her sudden slap woke He Yanlang up.

He's such a jerk.

He squatted down to patiently comfort the little woman curled up under the desk, and reached out to rescue her, "I'm sorry, Huanhuan."

Lin Qinghuan didn't dare to give her her hand. She still hugged her clothes pitifully, and then cried even louder, "Will you leave me because I can't be with you..."

"No." He Yanlang answered calmly, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

Tenderness and doting? Lin Qinghuan quickly turned her eyes away from his face.

This act of affection was really successful, almost drowning Lin Qinghuan, and her heart was beating again. She really wanted to slap He Yanlang again.

Ah.

This bastard really pretends to be so affectionate.

Deserve a fight.