(This chapter is a little fun, if you like it, give it to the monster and collect it~)

By the time Yang Qihan finished dressing up, nearly an hour had passed.

The so-called "it only takes a few minutes" has become empty talk again.

However, Ye Lang doesn't care much about this kind of problem. After all, in his opinion, it is normal for men to wait for women, as long as it is not too much. Besides, the reason why such a thing happened is because of his own body.

A tail left by the previous owner.

Ye Lang was quite stunned by Yang Qihan's outfit.

On her already flawless face, the light makeup accentuated her goddess-like temperament. And the tight black skirt added a bit of a little woman's style to her cuteness.

Although after putting on stiletto sandals, Yang Qihan's altitude was seven centimeters higher. But standing next to Ye Lang, he was just right and slightly shorter.

"Ye Lang, I don't look ugly like this, do I?" Yang Qihan asked, standing in front of Ye Lang handsomely.

"It's simply tempting to commit a crime, isn't it?" Ye Lang said without grace.

"Hehe, then I'll take it as you complimenting me." Yang Qihan happily tapped Ye Lang's lips.

"You eat my tofu!" Ye Lang pretended to be frightened and said.

"Then you can eat it back." Yang Qihan glanced at her lips and made an expression like a little woman.

When Ye Lang saw this, the fire in his belly suddenly started to burn again. Regardless of the situation, he carried Yang Qihan to the dining table and kissed her passionately.

"Uh-huh……"

While kissing Ye Lang passionately, Yang Qihan kept letting out some unconscious moans.

This voice reached Ye Lang's ears, and it undoubtedly became a very tempting hint.

The flames of passion rose in his lower abdomen, and as a direct manifestation, the giant rod under his crotch began to slowly raise its head, and became hard and thick.

The huge penis pressed against Yang Qihan's body through Ye Lang's casual trousers, causing her to tremble slightly.

"Ye Lang...your dick is hitting me..." Yang Qihan said shyly while taking advantage of his breath.

"That? What that? I don't understand what you are talking about~" Ye Lang gently bit Yang Qihan's earlobe and said with a wicked smile.

"Ah... don't want that there..." Yang Qihan's body trembled slightly.

"What don't you want?" Ye Lang continued teasing.

Yang Qihan didn't answer, he just blushed and twisted his thin waist like a water snake.

Seeing that the beauty under him gradually started to get excited, Ye Lang instinctively understood what he should do. Covering Yang Qihan's crystal lips again, Ye Lang's big hands began to move through the thin fabric on her body | and started walking

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The numbing pleasure made Yang Qihan more and more confused and infatuated, and his slight moans gradually became louder.

In the end, Ye Lang's big hands came to rest on Yang Qihan's firm breasts. A pair of hemispherical breasts in Ye Lang's hands kept changing their shapes and brought greater stimulation to Yang Qihan.

Her slender legs rubbed against each other unconsciously, exuding a seductive aura.

"Gulu..."

Just when the ambiguous atmosphere was about to rise to the level of love, a discordant sound came from the two of them at the same time, instantly dispelling this beautiful feeling.

Ye Lang and Yang Qihan's faces hardened for a while, and they let go of each other at the same time.

Compared to Ye Lang, a grown man, Yang Qihan, who was pushed down on the dining table, was so shy that she couldn't even speak. Before Ye Lang could speak, she returned to the room for the third time on her stiletto heels.

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This time it's not that she needs to touch up her makeup or anything, but that the panties she carefully prepared have been soaked with her own love fluid during the passionate kiss just now.

The sticky feeling made her feel a little ashamed, but also a little excited.

However, before the problem of food and clothing was solved, Yang Qihan resolutely changed out of the small pair of underwear and chose a new pair of black lace underwear.

After a few minutes, the two finally walked out of the apartment.

"I'll drive." Ye Lang said.

"Well..." Yang Qihan nodded obediently, but took out his key, "Drive my car..."

"Why?" Ye Lang asked puzzledly.

"Your car..." Yang Qihan pointed to the second-hand Chevrolet on the parking space.

Ye Lang saw it and immediately understood.

Since he had never driven a car in his previous life, even though he had learned a driver's license, he still had many bumps and bruises on the way here just now.

Although no accident was caused, the second-hand Chevrolet was in terrible condition.

"Uh... okay..." Ye Lang scratched his head, "Where is your car?"

"In the garage..." Yang Qihan said as he took Ye Lang's hand and led him to the garage.

Being held hands is something that usually only happens to girls. Ye Lang, who accidentally experienced the feeling of being held in hand, felt a little embarrassed.

After only taking two or three steps, he took Yang Qihan's little hand in his.

"pain……"

Maybe Ye Lang was a little too excited and the strength in his hands was a little too much.

"Sorry, sorry... I've never held a girl's hand before." Ye Lang looked like a noob.

"Glib tongue." Yang Qihan rolled his eyes at him, but there was more sweetness in his eyes.

Ye Lang was naturally in a good mood. After all, he had never been in love in his life. He didn't expect that after dying once, such a character beauty would catch up to him in less than half a day. Whoever it was, probably wouldn't be unhappy.

However, this happy mood did not last long.

When Ye Lang saw Yang Qihan's car, he was a little surprised.

"Is this your car?" Ye Lang asked in surprise.

"Well...my dad gave it to me on my birthday last year," Yang Qihan nodded. "Although I like it very much, I think this car is too showy for a student."

"I think so too..." Ye Lang said with some embarrassment.

In fact, Yang Qihan's car is not a top-notch sports car, just a Bumblebee, but for someone like Ye Lang who rarely had a big meal in his previous life, it was still shocking enough.

"Ye Lang, if you feel bad, we'd better take your car to eat..." Yang Qihan looked at Ye Lang's expression and said quickly.

"No need," Ye Lang shook his head and said, "However, I have never touched such a good car. You can drive it."

"Oh..." Yang Qihan nodded and did not argue anymore.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Ye Lang did not speak, and the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward.

In less than half a day, he was naturally happy to have a sudden love affair, but what happened next made his mind clear again.

After simply calling up Yang Qihan's information in his mind, Ye Lang gradually understood why the former Ye Lang didn't choose to accept the affection of this beautiful woman.

Compared with her status as a goddess, Yang Qihan is now a wealthy lady from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. Her parents are both very famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Shanghang City and even in the country.

Under such background conditions, although Yang Qihan's family cannot be considered too wealthy, it is still enough for her daily expenses.

However, this girl is obviously different from her previous life. She no longer has the aura of dustiness in her previous life. There are no special requirements for clothing, jewelry, or perfumes and cosmetics.

Even so, Ye Lang, who was born as an orphan, felt that he was not worthy of such a perfect girl. Although his parents were once famous businessmen, now, the two deceased elders can only be regarded as historical figures.

"Ye Lang...are you angry?" Yang Qihan couldn't help but ask.

"Angry? Why should I be angry?" Ye Lang raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Do you think I'm that kind of materialistic girl..." Yang Qihan tightened the steering wheel in his hand and asked timidly.

Ye Lang was stunned for a moment, then relieved. It was obvious that this beauty had misunderstood.

"No," Ye Lang shook his head and said, "How could it be?"

"Don't lie to me..." Yang Qihan didn't believe him, "I know the situation in your family, so I never wanted you to know..."

"What do you know?" Ye Lang asked doubtfully.

"You know... you know that I also have a material side..." Yang Qihan said cautiously, "I have liked this car for a long time, so dad gave it to me as a birthday gift."

"What's the point?" Ye Lang said amusedly, "Although I don't like this car, I also have my favorite car. This is normal..."

"But..." Yang Qihan still hesitated.

"But what?" Ye Lang laughed.

"I don't know..." Yang Qihan shook his head.

"Don't think too much, I won't be irritated by this kind of thing," Ye Lang said seriously, "Although I don't have these things yet, I will have them sooner or later."

"Well..." Yang Qihan nodded, and then asked, "Then you're not angry, are you?"

"Be good, I'm not angry." Ye Lang coaxed as if coaxing a little loli.

"Then...there's another question." Yang Qihan asked again in a low voice.

"What's the problem?" Ye Lang asked.
Chapter completed!