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Chapter 117: If we don't meet [5]

Li Xiaoxiao curled up the corner of his mouth, put away all the anxiety in his body, and said, "What do you want from me, Han Jue?"

"Want something to drink?"

"a cup of coffee"

"Two cups of coffee, thank you," Han Jue said to the waiter walking by.

"What do you want to say to me?" Li Xiaoxiao asked again without fear of death.

"It's nothing, Xiaoxiao, do you know something you shouldn't know? Or said something you shouldn't say?" The ice eyes met Li Xiaoxiao's smoky eyes...

There is a coldness in the tone, enough to freeze people...

"Uh... Han Jue, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Li Xiaoxiao shuddered in her heart, and her heart tightened suddenly. This man's eyes were too sharp, which made her a little scared...

Han Jue stood up, supporting the table with both hands, and his whole weight was pressed on the table. His body slowly leaned forward, his eyes became sharper, and he stared at Li Xiaoxiao with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to look in her eyes.

Come to a conclusion

This kind of gaze made Li Xiaoxiao feel goosebumps all over her body. She had never known that a person's gaze could be so terrifying...

Subconsciously avoiding Han Jue's gaze

At this moment, the waiter has served two cups of coffee

The aroma was fragrant, but it made Li Xiaoxiao lose the mood to drink coffee. Looking at the man opposite him, he had already sat down. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and his right hand elegantly stirred the coffee in front of him.

A sharp aura

"If you don't tell me, I also know that I came out today just to confirm my thoughts. I asked Qin Yi, and Qin Yi said that he didn't tell you about that matter. It seems that you overheard it...

..." Han Jue raised his eyes again and looked at Li Xiaoxiao who didn't even dare to look at him.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Li Xiaoxiao continued to act stupid.

Don’t understand? Haha…

"Li Xiaoxiao, do you like me?" Han Jue put down the coffee in his hand, folded his hands on his chest, looked at Li Xiaoxiao mockingly, his tone was very frivolous...

"What...what?" This sentence made Li Xiaoxiao feel nervous again...

"How could you try your best to ruin my wedding if you don't like me? How dare you tell Shen Zui about that? Do you know that I can throw you onto the road right now and let a car run you over?" Han Jue pointed to the cars outside.

The ever-flowing road

Eyes, cold, with a hint of anger


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