"Little angel, do you feel like we have known each other before?!"
Leng Zirui smiled evilly, asked in English, and moved his hand towards her face.
"Don't touch her!"
Beside the bed, Locke growled in displeasure.
Leng Zirui closed his palm less than an inch away from Luo Xiaoqian's face and turned to look at Locke, "She...is the woman that the gentleman brought back?!"
Before Locke could answer, his eyes had returned to Luo Xiaoqian's face, and he bent towards her. Leng Zirui looked at her face greedily.
"Hair like silk, eyes like the night sky, and skin like oriental fine porcelain... A face like an angel, but it makes people's blood boil uncontrollably..." His eyes slid down from her face, and his eyes ***
He swept across her half-exposed collarbone, moved across her chest, and landed on her slender legs, "Sir, can you give her to me? I'll give you 50 million!"
When Leng Zirui was talking, Luo Xiaoqian also frowned at him.
The man in front of me looks very similar to Leng Zirui, but if you look carefully, there are still big differences.
Leng Zirui's hair is black, and because of his career, his hair has always been kept short and neat. The man in front of him has very light flaxen hair, and his hair is deliberately messed up.
, revealing a bohemian temperament.
The color of his eyes is also different from Leng Zirui's.
The Leng brothers all have very dark and bright eyes, which look extremely deep and give people a feeling that they cannot see through.
Although Leng Zirui sometimes looks carefree, his eyes are always clear and he has no real evil thoughts.
However, the man in front of him had dark brown eyes, and the look in his eyes was full of evil.
No, he can't be Leng Zirui.
Seeing Leng Zirui sticking out the tip of his tongue toward her breasts and making ambiguous movements, Luo Xiaoqian felt extremely disgusted in her heart, and she raised her hand and slapped her.
Snapped!
A slap in the face exploded on Leng Zirui's face.
If the moment she saw him, Luo Xiaoqian thought the person in front of her was Leng Zirui, now Luo Xiaoqian has determined that he is not Leng Zirui, but just a bastard who looks very much like Leng Zirui.
Such a dirty look could not possibly be the expression on Leng Zirui's face.
"Go away!"
Quickly shrinking her body, Luo Xiaoqian cursed angrily.
If Leng Zirui wanted to hide, he could completely do so, but he didn't.
It can even be said that he was looking forward to this slap in the face.
If he can even deceive Luo Xiaoqian, then he can definitely deceive Locke.
As for this slap in the face, it can help him gain Locke's trust, and it can also be the punishment he deserves.
As a younger brother, he should be beaten for saying such words and doing such actions to his sister-in-law.
Big brother, brother, there is nothing I can do about it. If you find out later, you are not allowed to beat me again, because my sister-in-law has already beaten me!
However, I really can't tell.
Luo Xiaoqian looked soft and weak, and this slap was no worse than that girl Xu Xia's.
"Oh -" Leng Zirui stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood droplets from the wound on the corner of his lips that Luo Xiaoqian had injured, but the corners of his lips were raised, "I like her character... One hundred million,
Is that okay, sir?"
"She's mine!" Locke frowned and spoke in a deep voice.
