"You ......"

The girl felt that the air around her was particularly thin.

In the dark of night, there seems to be some dangerous aura approaching.

She only said one word, and then there was no follow-up.

If you don't come up with something, don't you just ask, "Are you nervous?" ”

If it weren't for the nerves, Lin Shuyi really couldn't imagine why Yin Yibo would interlock her index finger again, grab her shoulders again, and knock her on the wall......

"Lin Xiyi, you think clearly, do you really have something to explain to me?"

The man's voice was low and deep, lacking his usual gentleness and humility.

Lin freehand: "...... Can you at least give me some hints? ”

In such a low-light environment, he could clearly see that her clean and beautiful eyes were full of innocence.

"Mr. Li." Before she could finish speaking, he spat out two words.

"Huh?" Lin Xianyi reacted, "You just saw my message?" ”

"........." he did not deny.

Lin Xiyi felt that it was necessary to explain: "He is my boss and wants to ask me to go back to work." ”

Yin Yibo said: "He likes you. ”

"........." A flock of speechless crows swept over his forehead.

Lin Freehand's hand was still clasped by him, and such a low-pitched question made Lin Freehand choked, and at the same time felt ......

Where, where...... None of this is particularly right.

"Lin Xiyi, he has a bad idea for you." Yin Yibo said again.

He rarely called her Lin Xiyi.

He has always been able to control his emotions very well, but today, it seems that he is not very able to control it.

It is true that there is a 35-year-old Mr. Zhang, and there is a company boss, Mr. Li.

Ten fingers intersected, and the force with which he clasped her hand increased slightly.

Lin Shuyi felt it, frowned, didn't care about thinking about the wrong thing in his heart, and began to clear himself in the next sentence: "He has it, not me." ”

Yin Yibo stared at her for a moment: "Is he one of the heads?" ”

"What?" Lin was confused.

What heads?!?!

There is a nameless annoyance in the man's heart, irritability, and nowhere to go.

Lin Shuyijue's hand was scratched by him, and she screamed softly: "It hurts......"

With a gentle chirp, the man subconsciously let go of her hand.

"Where? Still having a headache? ”

Xu Nan himself didn't realize that his originally deep words had been dyed with wisps of nervousness.

In the next moment, he let go of the white and tender wattle and turned on the lamp.

The stinging light for a moment made Lin Xianyi unable to adapt, and closed his eyes reflexively.

In the next second, because of the inertia of the body, his eyes widened again.

Lin Xiyi didn't know what kind of wind he smoked, his wrist was grabbed by him, and he strode in.

In the blink of an eye, she was pressed to the living room sofa.

The girl blinked, and she really almost burst out with a sentence of "What nerves do you have", but the next moment she was directly stunned because of a touch of softness on the top of her head.

………………

The man pressed him to sit on the couch, then reached out and gently brushed the black hair off her head, taking a closer look.

Slender fingers ran through her silky hair.

"Does the top of my head really hurt anymore?" The man asked, dialing.

Warm and shallow breath sprayed on the top of the girl's hair.

Hearing the sound, Lin Freehand's heart seemed to have been placed with something, and it faintly began to ferment.

Sad...... Move......

They all rushed up.

I don't know where it has condensed, the tip of my nose is sour, and I can't help but want to cry.

Lin Freehand stretched out his hand and usurped his sweatshirt, the strength of his fingertips was a little big, and the place where the sweatshirt was pinched by her was wrinkled.