Chapter 243: Shooting Stills (3)
"Xiao Yanzi, what should I do with you..."
Lin Yan listened to her words, and slightly opened his thin lips:
"What do you want... It's all up to you."
The man's deep and exciting voice echoed in her ears like this, revealing a long meaning.
Feng Li raised her head and looked at him deeply.
His eyebrows, his demeanor, every detail of him, she saw it all.
Xiao Yanzi... It really makes her heart move...
"How do I think... Can it be? ”
She smiled, reaching out to touch his face.
"Of course, after all... I am yours. ”
He took her hand and shook it together.
Between the palms of the hands is the temperature of each other.
Warm and secure.
Feng Li looked very satisfied, "That's good." ”
May time stand still forever for this moment.
However, this is clearly not the case.
As the mobile phone rang, the two people who were originally addicted to it turned dark.
Feng Li pursed his lips and let go first.
Lin Yan's face turned cold, and at this moment, the temperature around him was as low as a cold winter night, to the bone.
Cool, cold, and sharp.
There is still the residual warmth of the other party in the palm of the hand.
He pressed the answer with a cold expression.
The other end of the phone was not in a hurry to speak, and Lin Yan didn't plan to speak first, so he was quiet.
After a few seconds of silence, a young man laughed at the other end, laughing a little madly and contemptuously.
"Master Lin, I'm Ye Han."
Feng Li raised his eyebrows, Ye Han...
What did he call Xiao Yanzi for...
She smiled sewitchingly and looked up at the man.
The man pursed his thin lips, and his handsome mixed-race face had a faint expression, and he didn't speak, so he left Ye Han on the other end of the phone for ten seconds.
The smile on the corner of Ye Han's mouth stiffened slightly, thinking about the purpose of this call, and tried his best to wipe a smile.
"Master Lin... I don't mean to bother you. It's just that you also know that at the end of every year, the famous families in the capital have to get together, which is an old rule in the capital, and it must not be broken. ”
Lin Yan narrowed his inky eyes, and a dangerous and mysterious glimmer slowly brewed in them. Just when Ye Han thought that he couldn't speak, he opened his mouth:
"Heh... Ye Shao, when will it be your turn to tell me the old rules of the capital? ”
After Ye Han listened, dense cold sweat left from the corners of his forehead, and he swallowed his saliva, looking a little frightened. He is an actor and the young master of the Ye family who is envied by many people, but as long as the other party says a word, he won't be able to get along in this capital tomorrow...
"Ye Han didn't dare... I just hope that Lin Ye doesn't bother too much about this matter, why don't I organize this party, what do you think? ”
"Whatever you want."
The other party hung up the phone.
Ye Han looked at the phone screen in a daze.
Then, he threw the phone to the ground like crazy, and after dropping the phone, he was still angry, and then he picked up the delicate porcelain vase on the low cabinet and the fine antique bookshelf and threw it on the ground.
"Ye Shao!" His butler ran into the room in a panic, trembling to his knees.
"Get out! I am the incomparably noble young master of the Ye family, why is he on my head! ”
"Young master, dissipate your anger! These are precious antiques that the head of the family has personally given you! ”
After hearing this, Ye Han smiled dejectedly.
"When do I need your next person to intervene in doing things? Get out of here now! ”
The housekeeper crawled out of Ye Han's room in a panic, and he was the only one left in the huge room.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, and after a moment of silence, he laughed maniacally, and the laughter was terrible.
"Lin Yan! One day, I, Ye Han, will trample you under my feet! Let's see if you can still put on that contemptuous face! ”