Chapter Ninety-Five: The Development of the Faint Monarch

Han Ling looked at Ye Yuhan's shadow of escape, and hated that in his heart!

Miss Ye, don't take you like this!

You're gone, and you're throwing me here as cannon fodder!

Looking at the face of a certain demon who was still not good, Han Ling's heart was suddenly raised, Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless, bless me this time safe!

"Han Ling, you will receive three times your salary in the finance department this month!" Yan Luochen did not have the anger that Han Ling expected, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he calmly increased Han Ling's salary.

After speaking, Yan Luochen put down the documents and walked towards the kitchen with a swagger.

Han Ling watched Yan Luochen walk for a long time before he came back to his senses, and because he told Miss Ye about it, Miss Ye went to make a cake for the master, so the master increased my salary? This surprise is not too sudden!

But, master, why is your style a little bit more and more developing towards the faint king?

"Dear, can I make you a hazelnut cake?" Ye Yuhan looked at Yan Luochen, who was waiting obediently next to him, and asked, the little brother doesn't seem to like sweets very much, and the hazelnut cake is slightly less sweet than other cakes.

"Yes!" Yan Luochen replied lightly, as long as she did it, anything could be done.

"Oh!" Yan Luochen's answer was expected by Ye Yuhan, the little brother was very easy to deal with himself, except for leaving by himself, he followed himself in everything.

Ye Yuhan thought as he mashed the hazelnuts, mixed them into the batter, stirred them well, and put them in the oven.

Just as he was about to turn off the oven, Ye Yuhan suddenly had a familiar flow flowing from his waist to the root of his thighs.

Ye Yuhan froze, come on, count the operator, it's been so many days......

Thinking of this, Ye Yuhan immediately turned off the oven, and then immediately crossed Yan Luochen and rushed to his bedroom, fortunately, he had preparations in his bag......

Yan Luochen looked at the girl's running shadow, the bottom of her eyes gradually darkened, and her momentum changed from a warm man at home to a bloodthirsty beast, although it was not easy to detect, she still smelled a faint smell of blood on the little girl......

She's hurt!

Who hurt her? Who dared to hurt her!

At this time, Ye Yuhan was changing clothes in the bathroom of his bedroom, and changed his thin skirt into a dark sportswear.

Then I was about to pour a glass of water to drink, but suddenly the back of my neck was cold, uh, how cold was it......

Ye Yuhan subconsciously looked back at the door of his bedroom, and sure enough, Yan Luochen, who was speechless, was walking towards him step by step.

"Ah Chen, how are you ...... Yes! Before Ye Yuhan finished speaking, he was suddenly picked up by Yan Luochen and thrown on the soft one.

The man didn't care about the girl's screams, and directly bullied him, looking at the girl's eyes that were obscure, which made Ye Yuhan's heart chuckle for a moment, he, didn't he want to ......

With this thought, Ye Yuhan immediately shook his head violently, and moved to the place that was farther away from Yan Luochen, although he also wanted to, but can't you be a few days earlier or a few days later? I'm in a special situation right now!

Yan Luochen looked at the shadow of the girl fleeing and the thick sportswear on her, her eyes sank, she was really injured, and now, she deliberately wore such thick clothes to hide herself.

herself, is that so impossible for her to rely on?