Han Shaoling got off the plane and hurriedly went to carry his luggage. Gao Yangyang followed him and did nothing. When passing the customs, Gao Yangyang held his arm and raised a bright smile: "It's good to have a boyfriend, you don't have anything to do, unlike before, when Ling Zi and I went out, we had to do everything myself."

"It's better to have a husband." Han Shaoling struck while the iron was hot: "Here you warm your quilt in winter, you can be a popsicle for you in summer, you can be a laborer when you go out, and you can be a coolie when you go home."

"Is it really that good?" Gao Yangyang knew that Han Shaoling was saying sweet words, but his heart was still as sweet as honey. "Can you coax me?"

"Even if you are coaxing, you have to be sincere, right?" Han Shaoling said bluntly: "I believe you know more than me how sincere I am to you."

"Come on, if you have the ability, go and convince my grandfather." Gao Yangyang pushed this matter to Mr. Tang. "If my grandfather and cousin agreed, I will marry you."

Han Shaoling thought of Mr. Tang and Tang Jun, and his head became big. After passing Gao Yangyang's level, he might not be able to pass the two levels of Mr. Tang. If he had known this would have been like this, wouldn't he have agreed to the marriage quickly, wouldn't he have nothing? Unfortunately, it would be useless for Han Shaoling to regret it any longer.

When the two of them left the gate and were about to walk out, Han Shaoling's secretary walked forward: "San Shao, there are many reporters waiting for you outside the airport. I just found someone to pretend to be you and lure those reporters away."

Gao Yangyang was stunned and looked up at Han Shaoling: "What should I do?" Gao Yangyang did not expect that the media now pays so much attention to businessmen.

Han Shaoling held her hand and showed a soothing smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Turning back, Han Shaoling ordered his secretary: "You find someone to lead those reporters away, and Yangyang and I will leave the private passage."

"Okay." There are specially set up passages in the airport to cover those celebrities or people with identities. The secretary is familiar with the road and arranges everything. Han Shaoling and Gao Yangyang successfully left the airport through the private passage.

After leaving the airport, Han Shaoling asked Gao Yangyang beside him: "Are you going home now? Or go to have a meal first?"

"Of course I'm going home." Gao Yangyang was very tired, leaning against the back of the chair, with a trace of unconcealed fatigue on his face. "I want to lie on the bed now and have a good sleep."

Han Shaoling lowered his head and looked at Gao Yangyang's pink and jade-carved face, with a smile in his eyes. "Okay, I'll come to see you tonight."

"No." Gao Yangyang refused. "I want to have a good rest. If you come to me, I will have no way to rest."

When Han Shaoling heard Gao Yangyang's rejection, he lowered his head and pecked her face gently: "Really? Are you sure you don't have any problems with me to accompany you at night?"

A faint blush surged on Gao Yangyang's face, and he opened his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense. It would be bad if someone heard it."

Han Shaoling looked at the driver and secretary in front of him and smiled faintly: "They don't have the courage to talk nonsense." The joke was that he was their parents of food and clothing. If he dared to talk nonsense, their future would be ruined.

Gao Yangyang raised a smile on his lips, snuggled in Han Shaoling's arms, and listened to his powerful heartbeat, and gradually fell asleep.

Han Shaoling looked at Gao Yangyang's quiet smile, raised a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, gently lowered her body, and slept with his head against his knees to prevent the car from vibrating, which affected Gao Yangyang's sleep.

The secretary saw this scene through the rearview mirror and winked at the driver beside him. The driver followed the secretary's hint and looked at the rearview mirror with a knowing smile.

As the sky gradually darkened, when Gao Yangyang opened his eyes, he saw himself lying on the bed. She turned over and found that she was lying in a strange room. "What is this?"

Han Shaoling outside the door heard the sound and pushed the door in: "Yangyang, are you awake?"

"Where is this?" Gao Yangyang's memory began to regain. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"This is my villa." Han Shaoling sat on the edge of the bed and smiled: "You are the future hostess."

"What future hostess?" Gao Yangyang lifted the quilt and was about to go home: "What time is it now? Grandpa must be waiting in a hurry."

Han Shaoling stretched out his long arms, hugged Gao Yangyang's slender waist, and took her to the bed again, "I called your grandfather just now and said you were exhausted and fell asleep."

"What?" Gao Yangyang's slender and thick eyelashes trembled twice, and he couldn't believe that Han Shaoling would do this. "If you do this, grandpa will definitely be even more angry."

Han Shaoling lowered his head, leaned close to her white cheek, and kissed him: "What I'm talking about is the truth."

"But we are back." Gao Yangyang was very powerless and didn't know how to explain this: "Grandpa would definitely be angry if I knew I would come back or not."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it if you have something to do." Han Shaoling blocked Gao Yangyang's red lips, pried open her mouth with his flexible tongue, hooked her, and led her Xiangshe to dance with his own tongue.

"Huh?" Gao Yangyang couldn't withstand his lure and seduction. A strong electric current quickly swept through her delicate body, making her unable to help but stand up to greet him.

In the lingering and passionate kiss, both of them lost their way. Han Shaoling eagerly wanted to peel off her clothes, but he was too anxious. The buttons seemed to be against him on purpose. The more he wanted to untie, the more he couldn't. Han Shaoling could no longer bear it. He pulled his big hand and pulled it, and the buttons fell off, and a piece of clothing was also reimbursed.

Han Shaoling didn't care at all. He locked his eyes firmly in the beautiful scenery in front of him. His snow-white and delicate neck, his beautiful and delicate collarbone, and his faint su chest touched the deepest desire in his heart.

He lowered his head, and he kissed her neck extremely devoutly. The sensitive area behind his ears slid across her ears and then fell to her locks and bones. Every time he went, the burning and hot breath was like a burning cluster of flames, leaving a red mark on her body. When he reached out to untie the lace, the plump and soft standing were like two small white rabbits presenting him, Han Shaoling gasped heavily and immediately bit the touch of Yan and red.

Gao Yangyang bit his hair in his mouth, his head slightly raised, and a fascinated look appeared on his face, immersed in happiness.

Han Shaoling tried his best to hold back his strong demand and kept igniting Gao Yangyang's body. When Gao Yangyang couldn't help but be empty, he eagerly hooked his neck: "Shaoling, I want it."

Han Shaoling gave Gao Yangyang a wicked smile, puzzled her: "You do whatever you want."

Gao Yangyang's cheeks were red like fire, but no matter how timid she was, she hoped that she could bring happiness to Han Shaoling. She stretched out her hand and Gao Yangyang guided him slowly into his most empty place, and the two of them were completely integrated.

The night is long, but the night belonging to the lover seems particularly short.

The warm sunlight shone in through the open window, just on Gao Yangyang's face. She opened her eyes slightly, turned her back to the sunlight, and fell asleep again.

Han Shaoling didn't expect Gao Yangyang to be so sleepy, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face. He walked over and called her softly. Gao Yangyang didn't respond and continued to immerse himself in his beautiful dream.

Han Shaoling's eyes fell on a strand of hair on the pillow, and a smile appeared. He picked up the hair, folded it into several segments, and gently brushed it across Gao Yangyang's face.

Gao Yangyang's expression moved, and she was still sleeping as if she was still sleeping. Han Shaoling did not give up and continued to tease her. Gao Yangyang felt that her face was getting itchy, so she couldn't help but open her eyes and saw a magnified handsome face. "Ah, why are you here?"

Gao Yangyang's sudden scream scared Han Shaoling. When he heard her ask herself this, Han Shaoling replied angrily: "Have you forgotten everything about last night?"

Gao Yangyang held his forehead, wailed, and hurriedly pushed Han Shaoling away to get out of bed. As soon as he turned on the quilt, Gao Yangyang felt a chill in his chest, lowered his head, and Gao Yangyang gasped, and she was actually sleeping. Realizing Han Shaoling's hot gaze, Gao Yangyang immediately wrapped his body with the quilt: "What to look at? Look again, I'll dig your eyes."

When Han Shaoling heard this, a strange smile flashed across the corner of his mouth: "I watched it many times last night, why don't you say it?"

Gao Yangyang's face turned red unyieldingly again, and she stamped her feet in anger: "You go buy clothes quickly and come back. My grandfather will definitely get angry if he doesn't see me again today." While saying that, Gao Yangyang rushed to the bathroom.

Han Shaoling opened his mouth and pointed a finger at the clothes not far away. He was about to tell Gao Yangyang that he had bought the clothes, but Gao Yangyang wrapped in a quilt and rushed into the bathroom.

Han Shaoling shook his head and began to tidy up the bed sheets. By the way, he went downstairs, fryed the eggs again, and put the milk into the microwave.

Gao Yangyang walked down from the building and smelled the scent of food. She walked towards the restaurant in disbelief and saw Han Shaoling eating tomato, egg toast while watching finance.

Gao Yangyang frowned and took away the newspaper in his hand: "There are two disadvantages when reading newspapers for breakfast. One is that they are easy to cause lead type contamination, and the other is indigestion. I don't allow you to read newspapers." He flew up and went to the position.

Han Shaoling was not angry either, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are starting to care about your husband?" 13acv.

Gao Yangyang sat down and heard this sentence, and said righteously: "Even if it's not my husband, I will say it."

Han Shaoling's face turned green, "What do you mean by this sentence?"

"It's not interesting." Gao Yangyang didn't know that he was saying the wrong thing.

Han Shaoling stood up, and the tall figure approached Gao Yangyang. Gao Yangyang raised his head after realizing it, and his eyebrows were entangled: "What's wrong with you?"

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"In the future, you are not allowed to care about other men." Han Shaoling felt uncomfortable when he thought that Gao Yangyang might have breakfast and spend the night with other men. Well, he admitted that he was getting stronger and stronger with Gao Yangyang.
Chapter completed!