Leng Yalin first turned her head and looked at the hand on her right shoulder, then raised her head and looked at the person holding her, was it him???
A group of envious and jealous women killed Leng Yalin instantly with their eyes, if eyes can really kill.
"I'm really sorry. I hope you can come to the scene to support me!" Han Zixi showed a charming smile, then closed his eyes gracefully and nodded.
Finally, in a sigh, the crowd gradually left.
Leng Yalin looked at the hand on her right shoulder and raised her eyebrows at him, "Don't you want your hand anymore!?"
Han Zixi smiled, said nothing, and stretched out his hand, "It seems that we are really destined!"
"I don't think so!" Leng Yalin smiled coldly.
However, Han Zixi was very generous and a gentleman as he always was. "I said, we will definitely meet again!" he said in a determined tone.
Leng Yalin glanced at him. Now she was busy and upset. She was too lazy to make trouble with him, so she turned around and left.
"Hey, where are you going!?" Han Zixi strode up and walked side by side with Leng Yalin, his hands in his pockets. He was extremely handsome in black clothes.
"No matter where you go, I don't care about your business!" Leng Yalin said angrily.
Han Zixi raised his eyebrows. This woman was really strange. Other women would jump at him when they saw him, but she was the only one who was always cold to him. Is this what the Chinese call special treatment?
Is she trying to attract his attention?
Han Zixi's handsome face was covered with a layer of haze, and then he was distracted by his own thoughts. He walked up, crossed Leng Yalin's body, and looked directly at her, "Why are you so cold to me!?"
Leng Yalin didn't understand the meaning of his words, and her beautiful eyebrows knitted together, "Should I be very enthusiastic about you? Like those women who just stuck to you, sending you flowers and asking you for your autograph!?
"
Leng Yalin's words were very sharp. For Han Zixi, a Korean, he felt that it was like this, but it wasn't. He could never refute it.
"But I feel that you are cold to me!" He could only express his thoughts.
Leng Yalin closed her eyes impatiently, her face as delicate as a CD doll had become distorted, "Then what do you think I should do to you? Do I know you? Are we familiar?"
"We've seen it before!" Han Zixi said stubbornly.
"How did we meet? We are not friends, why should I be so enthusiastic towards you!?" Leng Yalin glared at him and retorted.
Her words made Han Zixi feel very uncomfortable. Although he didn't understand all Chinese, he could roughly understand the meaning of Leng Yalin's words.
He felt very unhappy.
Leng Yalin's temper didn't seem to be very good at the moment, and she looked away angrily.
Han Zixi looked at it, stretched out her hand and hooked Leng Yalin's chin, a natural move for Han Zixi, but ambiguous for Leng Yalin, "What are you doing!?"
"Am I not your friend? Why don't you treat me as a friend? Do you think you did this to me on purpose to attract my attention?" Han Zixi asked very directly, without any Chinese euphemism.
Leng Yalin was ridiculous and helpless, then she sneered twice and looked at Han Zixi, "I beg you not to be so narcissistic, okay? I'll attract your attention, oh, forget it, think whatever you want, sister, I have something to do."
, too lazy to care about you!"
Leng Yalin did not refuse. We Chinese can understand her sarcastic remarks, which are contemptuous. But for Han Zixi, it means no denial. No denial means affirmation, so he stopped Leng Yalin's little
With his tall waist, his warm breath sprayed on her face, and his eyes exuded a sense of charm, "Then do you like me!?"
Those women all said they liked him very much.
So, is she too?
Like him? This man is really narcissistic!
Leng Yalin was very uncomfortable being held by him, and she was still on the street. She was really embarrassed. She wanted to push Han Zixi away, but instead he held her tighter, "You, let me go!"
"Then tell me, do you like me!?" Han Zixi's handsome face was full of persistence, and he took this question very seriously.
I like it, I like it so much!
Leng Yalin really wanted to say this, but Han Zixi's strange expression melted her evil heart, and she swallowed the words, "Do you know what you like!?"
Han Zixi frowned slightly, "They all said they like me very much!"
"..." Why does Leng Yalin feel more and more that this child is so innocent? Is he pretending? Can't he understand such a childish question?
"Let me go first, and I'll tell you!" Leng Yalin knew that losing her temper with him would only make him more motivated to fight.
"You tell me first, and then I let you go!" Han Zixi is not the kind of person who is easily fooled.
Leng Yalin took a deep breath and pursed her lips, "Okay, let me tell you, they like you because they like you for being handsome, and there are many kinds of likes. One kind just likes your beauty, and the other kind likes you.
, it’s the feeling of liking someone and being with them, that feeling and liking is called love, do you understand!?”
Love!? Of course I understand... He often films, so why doesn't he understand love?
"Then how much do you like me?" Han Zixi asked with a smile.
"None!" Leng Yalin announced the answer cruelly.
Han Zixi frowned unhappily, "Why not!?"
"First, I have no immunity to handsome guys. Her brother's is considered top-notch, so no matter how handsome he is, she can resist it. Second, I don't like you and I don't love you, so I don't have any!" Leng Ya
Lin got the facts right.
"She doesn't love herself!?" Han Zixi's brows raised, and a pair of beautiful eyes sent out a dangerous message. Although he had never loved anyone and didn't know what love felt like, he was very resistant to her saying that she didn't love herself. This feeling,
Damn unhappy!
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