"Oh, so you care so much." Leng Yan said suddenly.
"The genius cares." Luo Ning said glaring at him, his expression and tone, why did she seem to be coming, and couldn't wait to give a positive answer to what he liked.
"You don't need to explain, I understand!" Leng Yan said. "You know nothing!" Luo Ning approached a step.
"Don't come over." Leng Yan took a step back and looked at her cautiously and said, "I tell you, don't think that if I said I like you, you can do whatever you want. I'm not a casual person."
Shameless, too shameless, how could he be so shameless![
Luo Ning gasped and suppressed the urge to step forward and beat him up. He was not a casual person. He was not a human being. He was not a human being. He could play with a car in the street.
"You won't really fall in love with me, right?" Leng Yan looked up and down at Luo Ning, showing a thoughtful look, and said uncertainly after a moment.
"I..." Luo Ning was speechless, his whole body was trembling with anger. He wanted to step forward and grab him and press him to the ground, but he was afraid that he would continue to say something like "not coming over".
"Long Ning, calm down, you have to calm down."
Taking a deep breath, Luo Ning calmed herself down and said sternly: "Will I like you? Even if all men in the world die, I can't like you." She said again: "And, you are not allowed to do so."
I like me." She turned around and went back to the room, slamming the door.
Outside the door, Leng Yan touched his nose and thought helplessly: There is still a long way to go to make her like herself and successfully push her down.
Shaking his head slightly, Leng Yan returned to the room and let go of the bath towel. His figure was completely exposed to the air, his limbs were slender and powerful, because he had just taken a bath, and he hurriedly wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and his bronze skin was still on his face.
A burst of moisture, developed chest muscles, and neat eight-pack abs, give people a burst of explosive feeling, especially on his chest and back, with faint scars, with gun holes and
Scars are full of secrets. This is the tattoo left to her by the years and the past. This is a man's medal, giving people an extreme visual impact.
The palm gently brushed across his heart, and felt a gun mark there on his fingertips. Lengyan's eyes were red. The bullet shot straight into his heart, which was one of the few times he had let him
Passing by the god of death, but this time it was not his luck or his life, but his best brother exchanged his life for it. Before the bullet hit him, the best brother rushed over
, used his body to block him, and the bullet penetrated his brother's body before hitting him. Even so, he almost took his life. It was also after that time that he left the original world and returned to the city
In the past, he worked hard to build his current foundation.
"Monkey, I haven't seen you for years. You must be blaming me. I blame you for being ungrateful. I have long forgotten you... I gave my life to you, and I never forgot for a moment, but I dare not see you. I am ashamed.
To you, I have no face to face you because... because I couldn't take good care of Xiaoyu girl..." She murmured in a low voice, Leng Yan's eyes turned red, and there were crystal clear flashes in her eyes, accompanied by tears, and deep self-blame