Ling Yiran took the lunch box and quickly started to eat. At this moment, she just wanted to finish it quickly and then leave quickly.

"Sister eats so fast, are you so eager to leave?" Yi Jinli's voice sounded quietly in the office.

"Ahem..." Ling Yiran was choked and almost sprayed out the food in her mouth. She could only cover her hands and choke with difficulty. After a while, her face turned red.

Finally, her cough finally stopped. She covered her mouth with some choked rice grains, so she planned to wipe the palm of her palm with a tissue.

But before she could pick up the tissue, his fingers had already grabbed her hand and pulled it in front of him.

She twisted her wrist uncomfortablely and didn't break free. "My hands are dirty, I want to wipe them." She said.

"Dirty?" He laughed softly as if he felt it was like a chuckle, "I don't think it's dirty at all." As he said that, he lowered his head, and his lips pressed onto the palm of her palm, and the tip of his tongue licked the rice grains in her palm clean.

Ling Yiran was stiff and felt that his palm was so hot that his licking seemed to touch the nerves in her palms and then spread throughout her body.

The burning feeling in the palm of your hand seemed to be rising with the flow of blood, causing the body's body temperature to continue to rise.

"Okay." His voice rose, and he seemed to be reluctant to leave.

Ling Yiran was shocked and then came to his senses and found that all the rice grains in his palm had been licked by him.

But he still held her hand and did not let go. His extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes stared at her deeply, "The rice grains in the palm of my sister's palm are very sweet, it would be great if there were more."

She just felt that her heartbeat was like a beat missing. His words seemed to be implying something, and his eyes were filled with a desire.

She quickly lowered her eyes and did not look at his eyes. These eyes seemed to have magic power, constantly attracting people's hearts.

Fortunately, he did not keep holding her hand, his fingers loosened slightly, and her hands finally gained freedom.

Ling Yiran hurriedly continued to eat the remaining food.

A moment later, his voice rang in her ears, "It feels like eating with my sister like this, it seems like I'm back in the past."

Her movements paused slightly.

In the past, the "before" that was like a dream would never have it again, and everything that belonged to "A Jin" was just buried deep in her heart.

——

When Ling Yiran returned to the small restaurant, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon. Zhuo Qianyun seemed to have no doubts about it that it took her almost an hour to deliver the takeaway order. However, Ling Yiran took the initiative, "Sorry, it took so long."

"It's nothing. There are so many takeaways. If you want to carry it up and deliver it alone, you will probably have to divide it into several trips. Thank you." Zhuo Qianyun said, "Those takeaways are delivered, but the people over there didn't say anything."

As an operator, I am naturally most worried about delivering takeaways and complaining about refunds afterwards.

"No." But when answering this, Ling still felt inexplicably guilty.
Chapter completed!