Chapter 412: It's Not Too Late
Although Ling Qianyi was dressed in men's clothes to cover up her gender, as a woman who really couldn't be a real woman, she immediately keenly heard the various emotions in this woman's words, as well as the hostile atmosphere.
The girl who came over was very beautiful, wearing an expensive dress, overly delicate makeup, a pair of sparkling eyes, and long eyelashes were very charming. Fair-skinned, as if it were a porcelain doll.
Her figure is a little petite, but she is exquisite, she has everything she should have, her figure is very perfect, and her high heels make her look very tall, but she is still a little shorter than Ling Qianyi.
When he saw her running over, Feng Yinxiu frowned slightly, and a look of displeasure flashed in his dark eyes.
But this fleeting look passed in a moment, as if it had never appeared. Even if it was so short, it was still accurately captured by Ling Qianyi.
A strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart, but she couldn't tell what this feeling was, so she could only speak quietly, waiting for this woman to introduce herself, or to try to discern who she really was from her conversation.
The woman's sixth sense tells her that this person is not simple.
"I knew you were coming. I've been waiting for you here, and when I heard you were here, I immediately came looking for you, and I've been looking for you for a long time. You wouldn't have guessed I'd come back suddenly, would you? Hehe, I'm here to surprise you, how about it? Accompany me for a drink? I have a lot to say to you. ”
As she spoke, she leaned over and grabbed Feng Yinxiu's arm, and she didn't know if it was intentional, so she squeezed Ling Qianyi aside very rudely.
For this woman who you deliberately broke into between the two of them and squeezed her away, Ling Qianyi was very unhappy in her heart, and a nameless anger rose.
As the saying goes, when rivals in love meet, they are very red-eyed.
A woman can tell at a glance that she is a rival in love.
Ling Qianyi's delicate and good-looking face was covered with a faint aura of danger, her thin lips were tightly closed, her slender ten fingers were slightly curved, her phoenix eyes were lightly raised, and the silver studs on her earlobes flashed. When she was about to speak, Feng Yinxiu spoke one step ahead of her.
His expression didn't fluctuate much from beginning to end, like a statue being arranged, but he shook off her hand a little stiffly and indifferently, and directly bypassed her and took Ling Qianyi's hand, and his flat voice revealed indifference: "Why are you here?" ”
Well?
Feng Yinxiu knows her?
For inconsequential people or things, people who are not particularly important take a break, which is basically equivalent to forgetting them at a glance, and they can't remember them at all.
And the obviously ill-intentioned woman in front of her, Feng Yinxiu not only remembered it, but also listened to her tone, and seemed to be very familiar, which made Ling Qianyi feel very uncomfortable.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that she didn't know who this woman was, and she had never heard Feng Yinxiu mention it.
The woman didn't seem to care about Feng Yinxiu's coldness at all, and took another step forward with a smile, not even giving Ling Qianyi a look from beginning to end, her whole gaze was glued to Feng Yinxiu's body.
Her voice is soft and glutinous, a very standard Lolita sound, the kind of voice that makes a man's heart melt when he listens to it. But when Ling Qianyi heard it, he felt a chill inexplicably.
The fingers subconsciously curled a little, sensing her subtle movements, Feng Yinxiu tightened his palms and clenched Ling Qianyi's hand, regardless of whether the woman in front of him was a little pale.