Chapter 41: The Illusion of Accelerating Heartbeat
When Xu Liunian came out, Yi Zheng was sitting at the dining table wrapped in a bath towel, drinking milk and reading old newspapers. His expression was extremely calm. He indicated with his eyes that the hot coffee on the other side of the table belonged to her.
There was no heating in the dilapidated small farm, and the spring night was still quite cold. I didn’t refuse in the fleeting time. I warmed my hands with the coffee, but hesitated when I wanted to drink it.
"To be courteous for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief." She muttered softly.
Yi Zheng raised his ears and raised his eyes with cold eyes: "Good intentions are like a donkey's liver and lungs. If you don't want it, just give it to me."
Although he had a little conspiracy, he couldn't stand Xu Liunian being so defensive about her.
He didn't care about her, so what?
When Liu Nian saw him reaching out to take it, his expression didn't look like he was being fake, he thought that there might not be any special ingredients added to the coffee. She hadn't eaten at night and was cold and hungry, so she immediately started drinking the coffee while holding the cup.
"Didn't you say you won't drink?" Yi Zheng smiled again, but the coldness in his smile revealed a romantic and aloof flavor, as elegant and noble as a nobleman, and it was extraordinarily attractive for no reason.
After drinking coffee, Liu Nian's originally sluggish spirit suddenly rose up. At this time, he looked at Yi Zheng, the bright red lips steamed by the steam, the white cheeks, the delicate facial features, the exquisite collarbones, the streamlined muscles...
No matter how you look at it, you feel that it is filled with evil spirits and has a wanton and gorgeous flavor.
The fleeting heartbeat jumped a beat faster in an instant.
Her face was stained with a thin blush.
Nani?!!
Her heartbeat actually accelerated because of the perversion!
Does the world want to be so fantasy?
But why is her little heart beating so fast! At the same time, she also feels that the pervert is very evil and seductive! She even feels that she has the urge to transform into a wolf and want to tear off the little fig leaf...
This is so abnormal!
She shook her head, trying to get rid of the awkward feeling, but according to Murphy's law, the more you fear something, the more it will come to you. She saw that her heartbeat was about to burst.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yi Zheng had a cold look on his face, but he smiled evilly from the bottom of his heart. The effects of caffeine have come out, Xu Liunian, you are in high spirits.
"There's no one else here. Who else can I see except you? Ghost?"
Xu Liunian, who was in a state of high spirits, was completely risk-taking. What a venomous tongue!
Yi Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, very charmingly: "I know that I am very handsome and attract women's attention. What should I do if you keep looking at me like this? If you fall in love with me?"
Falling in love with me...
This sentence goes straight to the pain point of fleeting years.
It stands to reason that the probability of her falling in love with Yi Zheng is 0.0000000000001, which is so small that it is almost negligible.
But what does the accelerated heartbeat at this time mean?
Could it be that white powder was added to the coffee?
In the fleeting years, my thoughts are messy and I am prone to perversion, but I have not yet reached that level of perversion.
But at this time, there was no way to give in, but she smiled coldly: "President, do you know what the meter stick is used for?"
Yi Zheng was stunned for a few seconds. His mind was so fast.
Before he could react, Liunian had already given the answer: "It's used to measure the thickness of your face."
After saying that, she smiled very honestly.
Yi pervert, you can change your name to Yi narcissism.
Yi Zheng suddenly had the urge to strangle her to death. Perhaps, kissing could be the only way to stop this sharp mouth.
Just as he was about to lean in for a kiss, the doorbell rang and the dinner Yi Zheng ordered had already arrived.
"Go get something." He ordered subconsciously, but seeing the woman's long hair hanging down her shoulders and her cold and innocent look, Yi Zheng became discouraged.
He didn't want others to see her like this, so he had to work himself out: "You sit down, I'll go."