Zhan Beihan gritted his teeth and looked at her: "What did you say?"
"How do I know?" Xiao Lingyue frowned, "You lost your temper at me for no reason and asked me what happened?"
How could she know what he was thinking?
I just think he has nothing to do to find trouble.
Zhan Beihan was so angry that he couldn't speak. The fingers holding her chin tightened slightly, leaving a light red mark on her skin.
"Hiss..." Xiao Lingyue took a breath and frowned even more tightly.
"Let go." She grabbed the man's wrist.
Zhan Bei looked at her coldly, with anger hidden in his eyes.
The indescribable weird feeling in Xiao Lingyue's heart came to mind again.
By the dim candlelight in the warehouse, she looked into the man's eyes and suddenly laughed: "Zhan Beihan, are you really unhappy?"
Zhan Beihan squinted his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Xiao Lingyue said: "Every time I talk to Chu Yuanqi, you always come to cause trouble. Could it be..."
She drawled her voice and said with a half-smile: "Are you jealous when you see me talking to other men?"
"..."
Zhan Beihan's narrow eyes were narrowed, like the eyes of an animal shrinking, flashing with a dangerous luster.
He said word by word: "Say it again?"
Xiao Lingyue looked at him provocatively: "Isn't it? I asked you before why you always target Chu Yuanqi. I originally thought you were having a holiday, but the Wen family gave me a gift today. Didn't I offend you?
But you are not happy, and you even mentioned Wen Shaoming and Chu Yuanqi together. This kind of behavior..."
She let go of her hand, walked around the man's arm, grabbed his collar, and pulled him over forcefully.
Zhan Beihan didn't expect her to do this and instinctively lowered his head.
The two people's faces suddenly came very close, the tips of their noses touched, and they could almost feel each other's breathing.
Xiao Lingyue said with a half-smile, "Are you jealous?"
"..."
The man looked at her coldly and unclearly, and suddenly sneered.
He suddenly stepped forward and locked her legs tightly with his knees. His tall figure was like a wall, surrounding her between his chest and the wooden frame. His breath was filled with the cold fragrance of the man's body.
There is a strong sense of aggression.
Xiao Lingyue instinctively held her breath, tightened her body slightly, and subconsciously shrank back.
"What are you hiding from?" The man immediately noticed her flinching, pinched her chin with one hand, and firmly held her wrist holding his collar with the other hand, and locked her slender wrist with one clasp of his slender fingers.
live.
Unable to move.
Zhan Beihan leaned down according to her strength.
The outline of his face was blurred in the shadow, except for a pair of eyes with a cold light.
"Who hid?" Xiao Lingyue raised her head unwilling to be outdone, "It was you who stood too close."
Zhan Beihan looked at her strong but guilty look, like a beast in the jungle staring at the prey under its paws with interest and dangerous scrutiny.
"This is called close? I have no idea." He taunted in a low voice, "You want to run away before I even do anything?"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
She intuitively felt that this was not a good thing to say, so she simply retorted: "If you don't feel guilty, why change the subject?"
Zhan Beihan: "Huh?"
"You haven't answered my question yet and you've made trouble for me again and again. Are you jealous?"
Xiao Lingyue looked into his eyes, and her words were originally just provocative and irritating, but when she actually asked him, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.