Chapter 137: Monologues

"Feng Li..." Lin Yan sat with a faint expression, his two long legs overlapped, and his suit was extremely sultry.

"What's wrong?" Feng Li raised his eyebrows, followed the voice, and looked at the handsome and cold man beside him.

Lin Yan saw her gaze, suddenly fell silent again, and after a while, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly:

"I'll be away for a while." His deep dark eyes looked into the distance, and his voice was cold.

The man's expression was slightly hidden by black hair, and the shredded hair darkened the delicate face.

Feng Li was slightly stunned, her thin lips pursed slightly, and she looked at him quietly, her starry eyes filled with silence.

She lowered her eyes, and saw the man's slowly hanging hand, calmly resting on his lap, fingertips picking.

Feng Li suddenly felt a little distressed, she moved her body slightly towards it for a moment, and the two approached.

She raised her jade hand and held his big hand in Lin Yan's slightly surprised gaze.

Lin Yan's hand was unexpectedly cold, and with the touch of the wind, the man's expression became even darker.

"Why didn't you hold my hand? Don't... Don't you dare?" The wind squinted at him.

Her movements did not stop, and her fingertips slowly caressed the soft skin of the man's hands.

Lin Yan's expression darkened a little, he didn't expect Feng Li to notice the details just now.

He didn't respond immediately, but looked sideways at the night with an uncertain look in his eyes.

Feng Li's eyes narrowed, his thin lips opened slightly, his voice carried bloodthirsty danger, and he said unhurriedly:

"Lin Yan... I'm asking you. ”

The boy's voice is rendered in the silence of the night, and it is extraordinarily charming.

Lin Yan turned his head slowly, and his slightly curly black hair swayed slightly, rendering the atmosphere.

"Feng Li, do you have feelings for me?" The man's eyes were full of seriousness and complexity.

The man said this in a muffled tone, as if it had been brewing in his throat for a long time.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and his brow furrowed to reveal his uneasy heart.

Feng Li took his appearance into his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said in a low voice:

"What do you mean... How does it feel?"

She looked at him rather lazily, playing with her hat in her hand for a slight pause.

Lin Yan heard the vague teasing in Feng Li's tone, and he looked at the young man with a serious expression.

"I like you, this feeling."

The man's affectionate words came into Feng Li's ears, and the tone lingered for a long time in the night.

She didn't expect the man to be so straightforward, she chuckled, and then quickly approached her face.

The jade hand of the wind suddenly grabbed the back of Lin Yan's head, and whispered slowly in his ear:

"Lin Yan, we are all men."

"Feng Li, tell me the answer."

The heat in his ears made Lin Yan tremble slightly, and he put his finger on the young man's lips domineeringly.

Feng Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the man's hand, then his thin lips opened slightly, and he bit it lightly.

Feng Li stuck out his tongue slightly, and rather lazily let go of his fingers, and then wrapped his hand behind his head.

Lin Yan's white fingers soon had more tooth marks, adding a bit of sexiness and wildness.

He looked down at the mark on his hand with a rather gloomy expression, and then at Feng Li.

The young man in front of him looked innocent, and he shook his head helplessly.

"It's not good to say the answer." Feng Li reached out and stroked his cheek.

The gentle movements, with a little funny hint on the fingertips, tickled Lin Yan's heart.

But he was helpless, Lin Yan looked at the face close at hand with a gloomy expression.

He was silent for a moment, then chuckled, it was too early...

If Feng Li doesn't like him now... He will also slowly get him to accept his...

If you like it... So...

(The ellipses are not descriptive)