Every time he was teased, his face was expressionless and he didn't give any response.
Maybe, I still feel a little uncomfortable with the sudden appearance of a small pupil next to my brother.
…
After Ning Xiaotong had had enough sleep, she woke up leisurely.
Looking up, he found Huangfu Lin squinting his eyes.
Then she planned to withdraw from his arms without disturbing him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, Huangfu Lin opened his eyes. His deep eyes were clear and clear, with no trace of tiredness. He looked down at Ning Xiaotong and said lightly, "Are you awake?"
Ning Xiaotong nodded, blaming herself a little, "Did I wake you up?"
Huangfu Lin shook his head, "I was resting my mind just now, not counting sleeping."
Ning Xiaotong was silent. It turns out that in Huangfu Lin's opinion, there is a difference between resting one's mind and sleeping.
Suddenly, Ning Xiaotong's mind flashed as Rong Sheng looked at the tenderness on Huangfu Lin's face, and her heart skipped a beat.
As soon as he saw himself in Lianhe Rongsheng, he showed obvious hostility towards him.
Could it be that Rong Sheng has a different kind of emotion towards Huangfu Lin?
His thoughts changed slightly, he looked up at Huangfu Lin and called, "Lin."
"Huh?" Huangfu Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Xiaotong, signaling Ning Xiaotong to continue.
"Do you feel that Rong Sheng cares about you a little too much?" This matter cannot be said too directly, so Ning Xiaotong had no choice but to ask in this implicit way.
Huangfu Lin smiled lightly, his eyes filled with smiles, like the ink on a traditional Chinese painting.
Understanding what Ning Xiaotong meant, she spoke slowly in a low voice, "Xiaotong, you are thinking too much. Rong Sheng is my brother who lives and dies together. We once fought in the world together and are closer than ordinary friends." It’s just a layer.”
Ning Xiaotong responded dully, "Oh."
But, why, when I think about Rong Sheng's eyes again, I feel uneasy in my heart. That look is clearly not like looking at a brother, but it is clearly like looking at a lover.
As if seeing Ning Xiaotong's uneasiness, Huangfu Lin said calmly, "Rong Sheng and I are just brothers."
These words seemed to give Ning Xiaotong a reassurance.
"By the way, Lin, why are we in such a hurry to return to China?" Ning Xiaotong was a little curious. Huangfu Lin returned as soon as he said so. This decision was too hasty.
Huangfu Lin's eyes flashed, and he looked at Ning Xiaotong for a while, then slowly said, "It's nothing serious, I just want to come back."
"Oh." Ning Xiaotong felt confused, but thinking about it, maybe Huangfu Lin had something urgent to deal with.
However, what he didn't expect was that Ning Xiaotong's mood collapsed when she returned home.
On the streets of New York, the lights are blurred at night, neon lights of all colors are flashing, and people come and go without stopping.
A luxuriously decorated bar with dim lights filled the entire hall with a confusing and ambiguous atmosphere.
At this time, a boy with an exquisite appearance was sitting at the bar. His whole body exuded a cold temperature, suggesting that strangers should not enter. This man was none other than Rong Sheng.
The exquisite appearance attracted the attention of many people, but when they came into contact with the invisible indifference emanating from Rong Sheng, they all retreated.
The rich and mellow wine is consumed one glass after another.
The spicy taste, swallowed from the throat, burning heartache.
Rong Sheng looked at the transparent liquid in the cup and felt irritated in his heart.
I have never seen Brother Lin so obsessed with a woman before.
Even though there had been a Cathy, Rong Sheng knew that Brother Lin didn't love her, and Cathy was just a tool for Lin to solve the problem.