Leng Yalin didn't dare to look at his lower body, her beautiful eyes closed casually, not understanding what you were talking about.
Han Zixi looked at her with a helpless expression, "Miss, I want to ask you, my hand..."
Can he speak Chinese? Leng Yalin was a little surprised.
"Stop, don't tell me..." Leng Yalin stopped what he was about to say with a look of contempt on her face.
Han Zixi frowned, not understanding what her eyes meant, but he said very patiently, "Miss, my hand seems to be sticky..."
Leng Yalin really didn't want to hear any obscene words from his mouth, so she made a stop gesture very impatiently, "Let me tell you, what are you like? You said you..."
It seemed that someone was coming at this time. Han Zixi was afraid that others would see his embarrassed appearance, so he quickly brought Leng Yalin in and closed the door.
"What are you doing!?" Leng Yalin looked at him defensively and tried hard to break free from his hand.
Han Zixi's strength was so strong that Leng Yalin couldn't resist it at all. The two of them rubbed their bodies together, feeling a heat in their lower abdomens. Leng Yalin's eyes suddenly enlarged, she raised her hand, and there was a clear and loud "pop" sound.
Han Zixi was stunned for a moment, and his originally calm eyes turned into a rage: "Shit, what are you doing!?"
English and Chinese? He can actually do it?
Leng Yalin didn't care so much at this time and looked at him with a pair of angry eyes, "Where are your hands touching!?"
Han Zixi was really angry. His Chinese was not very good and he couldn't express what he wanted to say. In the end, he had to hold her head and look at his hands.
"Rogue--" Leng Yalin hadn't finished her words yet, but she saw Han Zixi's hands on her waist and her clothes were neatly dressed.
Leng Yalin was stunned for a second. Did she misunderstand?
"Miss, please tell me, my hand is stuck, what should I do?" The man asked helplessly.
Only then did Leng Yalin realize that this was what he was asking, and she blushed in embarrassment at the picture of her vagina.
"Let me go first!" Leng Yalin pushed him away.
Han Zixi let go of her, and Leng Yalin looked around, "What are you using to stick it together!?"
Han Zixi pointed to the super glue there with her other hand. Leng Yalin raised her eyebrows, walked over, picked up the super glue, pulled her to the inner room, and poured it onto the place where he was stuck without saying a word, "Hey,
What are you doing!?" He backed away quickly, but Leng Yalin didn't give him this chance. She grabbed him and poured the glue on his hand, then opened the water pipe and flushed the place where he was stuck...
As a result...his hands can actually move.
Han Zixi looked at Leng Yalin, with a look of admiration inadvertently showing in her eyes. The latter didn't take it seriously at all, it was just a piece of cake.
"Thank you!" Han Zixi thanked her, and then moved her wrist in an elegant and handsome manner.
"No thanks, I just slapped you, so it's even!" Leng Yalin has always been a person who has clear grudges.
A smile appeared on Han Zixi's face. To be honest, Han Zixi's handsomeness is not feminine or evil. He is purely masculine and handsome, with a hint of unruliness and a hint of evil. He is dressed in black, but it fits his image very well.
Standing next to him, you can feel his strong aura and restrained arrogance. Leng Yalin can feel that this person is extraordinary.
"Are you injured!?" He moved his wrist and asked in a magnetic voice.
Leng Yalin subconsciously touched her face, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury!"
"Let me see..." As she spoke, Han Zixi took a step closer and slid her cold fingers across Leng Yalin's cheek. The movement was extremely ambiguous and natural. Before his hand touched her face, Leng Yalin instinctively retreated.
Taking a step, he strongly suppressed his heart that wanted to jump out, and closed his eyes, "I'm fine!"
Han Zixi's hand stopped in mid-air, she pursed her lips, smiled, and retracted her hand.
"Since there's nothing wrong, I'll leave first!" After saying that, Leng Yalin turned around and left.
"Wait a minute!" Han Zixi hurriedly stopped in front of Leng Yalin, "What's your name!?"
Leng Yalin raised her head, her eyes had returned to calmness, "It's just a one-time relationship, as for the name, I don't need it!"
Han Zixi's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and she raised her eyebrows, "My name is Han Zixi!"
"Oh!" Leng Yalin responded coldly. This man seemed a bit familiar. "If nothing happens, can I leave?"
Han Zixi raised her lips and smiled brightly, "Out of fairness, should you tell me your name?!"
"No need!" Leng Yalin refused coldly and glanced at him, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"
After saying that, she pushed him away and left. Han Zixi looked at her back and smiled, "We will definitely meet again!"
Leng Yalin said nothing and strode out, feeling indescribable in her heart.
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At this time, TV, the Internet, and various magazines, media and newspapers also received something interesting. In their opinion, such news was more interesting than watching a love triangle.
As soon as the news spread about Xiao Yunxi's hymen repair information, the daughter of the Xiao Group, City A went crazy.
However, Leng Tianming and Jing Jing were arguing in the room. Suddenly, the remote control was pressed, the TV was turned on, and the news was playing on the TV.
An Jing was dumbfounded.
Hymen repair?
This kind of surgery is already considered a very common operation in the world, but it is about the reputation of a group, and Xiao Yunxi's status as a socialite will also be spurned by others. Xiao Yunxi is finished...
If she undergoes hymen repair, then the child in her belly is...?
Quiet eyes fell on Leng Tianming, and he saw a humorous look on his face.