Li Zifeng put the newly lit cigarette into her mouth. She bent slightly and inserted her slender fingers into his hair. The other hand caressed his cheek ambiguously, and then moved to his neck little by little.

Unbutton his shirt...

The hand in her hair held the burning cigarette between her fingertips, and her red lips moved closer...

"What are you doing?"

An extremely cold voice reached their ears, and Li Zifeng paused slightly without making any unnecessary movements, because she knew that Lin Jinyou would definitely see her.

This was something she expected, there was nothing surprising about it.

But this little actor was frightened. Although he was mentally prepared when he came, he would still be scared when things really came to light.

The young actor was so frightened that he fell to the ground. Li Zifeng sat up straight with an indifferent expression, put the cigarette on his fingertips in his lips again, smoked it leisurely and put it out in the ashtray.

After completing this series of actions, he raised his eyelids and slowly looked at the person standing at the door.

Holding two cups of coffee in her hands, she seemed to be able to smell the aroma of latte here.

But what was stronger than the smell of latte was the smell of Lin Jinyou's burning anger.

Li Zifeng no longer had the energy to protect the young actor, and her calm and accepting attitude also chilled Lin Jinyou.

Lin Jinyou's aura surrounding him made the young actor almost unable to stand up. The anger hidden in his eyes was burning, but through the shallow layer of ice in his eyes, it was impossible to see it without looking carefully.

Lin Jinyou lowered his eyes, walked up to Li Zifeng without saying a word, reached out to hold her shoulders, and poured the coffee in his hand into the ashtray nearby.

Li Zifeng had a premonition that he would do some very crazy things, but his reaction really made her feel unsure. She breathed lighter and spoke slowly:

"Lin Jinyou."

Lin Jinyou bent down, put his thin lips close to her ear, and made a soft silent sound: "Shh... Zifeng, let me guess, the reason why you want to kiss him is... because he is tall

How much like me?"

Li Zifeng's heart thumped, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Lin Jinyou chuckled: "Zifeng wants me to crawl at your feet, wouldn't I want to? Why find a bad copycat who is only slightly similar to me?"

His words were really unpleasant, and the young actor's body began to tremble, but compared to the things he did, these words could be considered gentle.

He let go of Li Zifeng's shoulders, squatted on the ground and looked at the young actor's face, lifted his chin with his fingers, and his cold eyes fell on his lips. The extremely cold eyes seemed to darken a little bit.

"There is a slight similarity."

His fingers were pressed into his mouth, and the young actor wanted to resist, but one of his hands was stepped on by his foot, leaving him with no room to fight back.

The taste of blood soon filled his mouth.

"But I really don't like your mouth."

"Lin Jinyou!!"

Lin Jinyou suddenly turned around to look at her. The redness in his eyes frightened Li Zifeng. He moved his lips and said only one sentence.

"Zifeng, are you sure you want to interrupt at this time?"
Chapter completed!