Chapter 38 I Hope That Man Is You
Looking at the face with an evil and cold aura inside, she was tongue-tied, "Ling... Ling Han..."
Originally, she deliberately pretended to be fierce and untamed, but in an instant, her expression collapsed like a deflated balloon. When she saw Ling Han's handsome face, her heart tightened immediately. His facial features were as exquisite as if carved, his narrow eyes filled with an innate cold aura, yet he was nobly elegant and captivating, making people both intimidated and drawn to him, wanting to get close to him, wanting to love him...
I don't know how others feel when they see a person who combines coldness and elegance, with a hint of sensuality that lingers around him all the time. Anyway, facing such a person, Leng Han is unable to control her own thoughts...
She had just put on a tough stance, ready to argue with others, but at this moment, she met the sand and water, and her legs suddenly softened. "Hehe... I mean, it's fine to park the car here, no need to drive further in." Seeing him looking at her coldly, Leng Xi's majestic face immediately turned into a silly smile.
Ling Han's hands remained on the steering wheel, his handsome face solemn and stern, his deep eyes fixed intently on her, neither getting out of the car nor continuing to drive forward, as if waiting for her next ridiculous move.
She glanced at his deep, shining eyes and her heart skipped a beat. She hastily lowered her eyelids, embarrassed, touched her own head, and timidly shrugged her shoulders, shrinking into an obedient little sheep. She moved aside in small steps to make way for his car, standing with her head down like a child who had done something wrong.
A silver-white Porsche slowly drove in after she gave way.
As the car whizzed by, Leng Qing raised her eyes and happened to see Ling Han's profile through the window. His focused expression while driving was so captivating and handsome that she couldn't move her gaze away. She stood there like a fool, mouth slightly agape, her eyes following his car as it moved.
"What kind of compensation method do you want?"
"Roar......"
As she was staring at the Porsche in a daze, a low and husky voice came from behind her, catching her off guard. She let out a startled yelp and spun around, only to bump into a solid chest, hitting her forehead with a thud.
"Tell me, what compensation do you want..." Before Leng Xi could even rub her temples, a large hand was placed on her shoulder, forcing her to face the person in front of her. "Weren't you shouting loudly just now? Do you want to settle this publicly or privately, huh?" The man's sly words echoed calmly.
Leng Xi raised her eyes and met Ling Han's profound and playful gaze, she was startled in her heart and took a deep breath: Ling...Ling Han...
How could he be behind her when she hadn't even gotten off the bus yet?
His car had just stopped, when did he run to her back?
Drowning in the serious profile of Ling Han she had just seen, Leng Xi's brain was clearly half a beat slower, until she saw his face that she realized it was him.
He was very tall, standing in front of her would almost completely envelop her slender body of about 1.65 meters, he looked very good, a handsome face that was so beautiful it was infuriating, gazing down at her with a playful expression...
Leng Xi's face suddenly turned red, and he immediately lowered his head, "I... I... I don't want any compensation... ah..."
Before she could finish speaking, in the next second, her waist was caught in a strong arm, and with a forceful pull, her soft body was pressed against a hard figure, inseparable.
"Leng Kang can't accompany you anymore, can't bear it, wants to find me to compensate for the lost chest, huh?" Ling Han pinched her delicate chin, forcing her to look him in the eye, with a mischievous face, that one "huh" at the end of his sentence was drawn out, making people tremble with numbness.
"Not...not cold...". The chill emanating from his body made Leng Xi's heart panic, while the sensuality emanating from him was so enticing that she couldn't control her own heartbeat.
Hearing the name Leng Kang from his mouth, Leng Xi's heart panicked. Out of a caring instinct, she anxiously explained to him, wanting to tell him that she hadn't slept with Leng Kang.
"Isn't it Cold Hong? Are there other wild men?" Ling Han's eyes gleamed with a hint of evil intent, his eyebrow raised in a provocative manner.
As soon as he said this, he felt something was off, a wild man, was he scolding himself?
His words made Leng Xi's chest tighten, and in surprise, her panicked heart also retreated with the backflow of blood. She began to calm down, and her frantically beating heart also subsided a lot. Looking at his deep, mysterious eyes that were as attractive as black onyx, she suddenly felt a lump in her throat, and an obsessive desire to walk into his embrace instantly leapt onto her mind.
"If I said I wish that man was you, would you believe me?" Leng Xi's eyes sparkled as she gazed at him intently, her bright eyes overflowing with unspoken expectation...
