After I went through the book, I embraced the strongest thigh

Chapter 454 Lock me as a pig
Provincial capital, Intercontinental Hotel.

Ling Que walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the administrative suite, brushed and opened the blackout curtains.

The morning sun shone in wantonly, hitting the face of the man who was still lying on the bed.

The quilt just covered the lower body, and Han Yanting's upper body was generously exposed.

The sun cast a perfect shadow on his abs, and the body looked like a work of art in a museum at the moment.

Ling Que was only wearing a men's white shirt, which just covered her thighs.

With a graceful figure and a proud figure, standing in front of the window looks like a painting.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 60th floor of the hotel, overlooking the city center of the province in the morning.

The executive suite last night was like a fire.

Ling Que stared blankly at the scenery under her feet, and exhaled a puff of white smoke.

Hearing the sound of the bedding being snuffled behind him, the man's shadow loomed over him.

"Why do you smoke early in the morning..."

Han Yanting was behind her, resting his head on Ling Que's shoulder, his voice hoarse and lazy.

As he spoke, he freed up a hand, snatched the cigarette from her fingertips, and threw it into the ashtray beside her.

"Jingzhu didn't answer the phone last night." Ling Que said.

"If you didn't answer the phone, then you must have something to do, why are you worrying about the safety of the Landlord?" Han Yanting laughed. "Go, go take a shower."

"I've washed it." Ling Que replied ruthlessly.

"Then wash with me again." Han Yanting said softly.

"Don't make trouble," Ling Que said with a smile.

"Little Que'er, you are really ruthless when you get out of bed." Han Yanting smiled helplessly, bit her earlobe, and then let go of her.

"When are you going back today?" Ling Que asked.

"Probably in the evening." Han Yanting thought for a while and said. "What? Are you busy today?"

"The main thing is to go out in the afternoon." Ling Que said.

"Where are you going?" Han Yanting subconsciously asked.

"Chaoyang Orphanage." Ling Que replied.

Hearing this location, Han Yanting was stunned for a while, before saying, "Orphanage..."

"Well, the orphanage." Ling Que walked to the bed, picked up the clothes and began to put them on one by one, noticing the expression on Han Yanting's face: "What is your expression?"

Han Yanting came to his senses and immediately restored his smiling face: "What? You want to send the Landlord there? By the way, let's take a look at the orphanage in the provincial capital. Is it as beautiful as yours back then?"

Ling Que couldn't help laughing: "The orphanage in the provincial capital, how can it compare with the one I stayed in the capital? The food there is better than the buffet at the Intercontinental Hotel."

Recalling the past, Ling Que's face is calm.

When Han Yanting came out after taking a bath and changing clothes, Ling Que was already dressed.

"Let's go." Seeing him coming out, Ling Que said goodbye and was about to leave.

"What are you going for?" Han Yanting stepped forward to hold her back. "The Landlord will give you a holiday. You have to accompany me until this evening."

"What do you want to do?" Ling Que smiled helplessly and looked at him.

"You are a year-round workaholic, you have to relax once in a while, be nice to yourself." Han Yanting said with a smile. "Go, go out for a stroll, and be an ordinary person for a while."

Looking at Han Yanting's serious and sincere eyes, Ling Que couldn't bear to refuse him, and said, "Okay, it's up to you."

Ling Que opened the door to go out, and happened to see Han Chongde coming out of the suite next to him.

Looking at each other, Ling Que was stunned for a moment, and the subconsciousness carved into her bones made her stand upright immediately and bowed: "Sir!"

When Han Chongde saw her coming out of Han Yanting's suite, his face was very gloomy, and finally he just hummed coldly.

"Huh? Good morning, Dad." Han Yanting then came out of the room and greeted Han Chongde naturally.

Without waiting for Han Chongde to give a lesson, Han Yanting laughed again: "Dad, we have to leave first."

After finishing the words, he directly took Ling Que's hand and led her away quickly.

(End of this chapter)