Chapter 236: The Li Palace, which is as Cold as an Immortal (1)

Chen Xiaoxiao's home is very simple and simple, but it is very comfortable to give people a visual appearance.

Chen Xiaoxiao's grandmother happily chatted with the two of them, and then went into the back room with a cane.

Silence returned to the room.

Subtle and awkward.

"If they bully you again in the future, don't be afraid, boldly bully back." The young man's lazy voice sounded, which made Chen Xiaoxiao's body shake.

When she looked at the wind, the other party looked at the light rain outside the window and got up to leave.

She hurriedly stood up, tightened the soaked school uniform in her hand, and whispered, "Wind... Feng Li, your school uniform jacket is dirty... If you don't mind, I'll wash it and give it to you next week. ”

Looking at him expectantly, "Is that okay?" ”

"Thank you." Feng Li responded with a faint smile.

"You're welcome... It's still raining outside, you can take this umbrella back and return it to me next week. ”

Chen Xiaoxiao picked up an umbrella at the door and carefully placed it in Feng Li's hand.

"Thank you."

The boy looked at her steadily.

Chen Xiaoxiao blushed very unhappily...

She shook her head, trying to say something. But the slender figure was already out of the door, getting smaller and smaller as it moved, until it was out of sight.

When the wind arrived home, the sky was gray.

She washed up briefly, changed her clothes, wiped her hair with a towel, and walked to the bedside.

At this time, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated a few times, Feng Li picked it up and looked at it, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He was an unexpected person.

Lin Yan called.

She pursed her lips and walked to the balcony to watch the drizzle fall on the glass of the window, slowly falling, leaving traces, and so on.

Press Answer Kin.

"Hey."

The people over there didn't answer immediately.

In the Lin family, a cold and noble man wearing a black close-fitting shirt, half lying on the big bed.

Holding a mobile phone in his left hand and a cigarette between his index and middle fingers in the other hand, the smoke fills the man's handsome face, adding a bit of mystery to the man's handsome face.

"Feng Li..."

He opened his mouth lightly, and there were complicated emotions brewing in his cold eyes, but they were quickly suppressed.

The person on the other side spoke without hesitation: "Mr. Lin, do you have anything to do?" ”

Mr. Lin...

Rusty and apathetic.

This is what the other party calls him now.

I was a little depressed and out of breath.

He brought the cigarette to his thin lips, took a puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and spoke slowly:

"Are you free tomorrow?"

Feng Li's hand rubbing his hair paused, and he narrowed his eyes to realize the meaning of these words.

This Lin Yan... What the hell are you doing?

"Well, how?"

The young man's indifferent tone was expected by the man, but it made people feel heartache that they couldn't recover.

It's hard to imagine that these two people used to have a very close relationship, and they pampered each other deeply in their bones.

Now, it seems irrelevant.

"Regarding our cooperation, that is, the matter of Fenglin's corruption, it is time to have a break."

Lin Yan pinched out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray on the bedside table, the faint light of the fire flickered in the night for a moment and then completely disappeared.

"So, tell me a location."

Feng Li replied calmly.

She played with the wet towel in her hand, stroking it for a while.

"The hotel where we first met."

Lin Yan closed his eyes slightly, and his tone was flat, as if he was talking about commonplace, but a certain emotion flickering in his eyes betrayed him.

"I'll get back in touch then."

"Hmm."

As soon as Lin Yan's words fell, Feng Li pressed the hang up button on his mobile phone, resolute and decisive.

Leave no room for it.

Lin Yan looked at the dark screen of his mobile phone, was silent, and after a while, he spoke again:

"Sure enough... Still don't want to forgive me... What to do? It's distressing. ”