"Well... then I understand, thank you, brother Tianlin." Han Xing smiled sweetly, she could always relax herself when facing Leng Tianlin.
Leng Tianlin's brows moved slightly. He always had a strange feeling when he heard her call him brother Tianlin.
It's as if...she carries the shadow of someone.
Leng Tianlin stared at Han Xing with searching and probing eyes, which made Han Xing somewhat unhappy. She pursed her lips, and then walked towards Leng Tianlin step by step.
Next, she smiled and said: "Brother Tianlin, who are you looking for in me? Who do you think I look like?"
She is proud and will never allow herself to be anyone's substitute.
Leng Tianlin calmed down his emotions, his face remained as cold as ever, staring at Han Xing, and said solemnly: "No."
No one is qualified to be like her, not even Han Xing can be her shadow.
Although he denied it, Han Xing could feel that the person in front of her was looking for the shadow of someone in her body.
Thinking of the answer, Han Xing was really a little bit unhappy.
She puffed up her cheeks and hummed softly, "Only Brother Tianlin knows whether it is true or not. I can't force Brother Tianlin to give me the answer."
After saying that, she waved her hand, turned around and gave Leng Tianlin a back view, and then said: "Although I am young, I am not a fool. What I want in making friends is sincerity.
Brother Tianlin, remember to be sincere to me, otherwise I will be very angry!"
Then, Han Xing was seen walking towards the hall.
Facing Han Xing's back, Leng Tianlin's eyes were almost unreadable, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.
Ai Qing over there watched them separate, gritted his teeth, and rushed to Leng Tianlin without thinking.
This sudden appearance of the woman did not amaze Leng Tianlin, but made his face even colder, even filled with deep disgust.
The moonlight made his face even more cold, and he said word by word, "What's wrong with you?"
Ai Qing was full of tears at the moment and looked like she was about to cry. She covered her chest with her hands and said in a trembling voice with aggrievedness: "Leng Tianlin, don't you know my feelings for you?"
"There are many people who like me, and I have no obligation to know everyone." Leng Tianlin said this very coldly and heartlessly.
Ai Qing's tears fell immediately, one by one, like pearls, full of grievances, "But I'm different, after all, I am also a princess."
"So what about princess? Go and see for yourself how many women can call themselves princesses now. If I want to like you just because you are a princess, then I'm stupid enough!" Leng Tianlin's deep eyes were dyed with a hint of coldness.
.
What he hates most is this kind of entanglement from women.
"But I'm different from others... Leng Tianlin, please don't reject me so directly and save some face for me, okay?" Ai Qing said with a request.
However, Leng Tianlin curled his lips and sneered, his eyes full of disdain and contempt, "You have no face. You asked for it. No one is responsible for your face."
"I...I..." Ai Qing looked at Leng Tianlin and understood for the first time how heartless this man was.
But sometimes people are like this, the more they can't get, the more they want to get it.
Especially Ai Qing.
She identified Leng Tianlin, so other people were not even generals to her. She just wanted Leng Tianlin and wanted him to kneel in front of her.