Chapter 25: Uncle Sei will be old in a few years and I don't want you
"Han Yixing, you are really brave. Do you think I would be interested in a stunted minor like you?" He didn't know what was wrong with him?
Every time, although he is obviously calm, she always provokes a burst of anger.
"Hahaha..." Han Yixing gave a fake smile and immediately said: "That's great, minors will grow up one day. Uncle Pervert will be old in a few years, and I don't want you!"
She looked at him with great disdain, as if disgusted, and picked up the chair and moved it back.
When it came to comparing his vicious words, she had already seen him at the Cafiero Club, so she would not be merciful.[
"Han Yixing, are you looking for death?" He stared at her, his face dark, like the sea in the middle of the night, calm before the storm, but absolutely dangerous.
As expected, she was frightened for a moment, and then curled her lips and said: "Let's not talk about these useless things anymore. I just want to tell you that we cannot restrict each other's freedom."
"You're talking nonsense. Do you think I will think that you exist in Dream Garden?" He decided to ignore her at all. If she hadn't suddenly appeared to talk to him, he would have been angry to death.
He threw the newspaper on the table and drank the black coffee in front of him with a cold face.
Han Yixing's face couldn't help but wrinkle. Isn't he miserable? She missed the lollipop.
"Why are you frowning? Do you still expect me to pay attention to you every day?" He gave her a cold look, really not being able to give her a good look.
Just think of what she said, minors will grow up, perverts will grow old, and she doesn't want him.
Thinking of these words, he had the urge to strangle her to death. Of course he knew that she was an adult, but now he hated the word "uncle" very much, and she even called her a "sexy" word.
He was obviously the most attractive golden bachelor in Lin City, but in her eyes, he turned into an extremely old and perverted uncle, which made his psychology uncontrollably dark.
"Who would want your attention? What I want is freedom. I just want you to drink black coffee, isn't it bitter?" She asked innocently like a curious baby.
Meng Beichen paused for a second, resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and growled coldly at her: "Keep talking!" Did she care if he suffered? It was inexplicable.