Lan Yanxi's two thin arms worked hard to support the weight of the book. Her beautiful eyes were wide open, and she looked in disbelief at Ling Mofeng, who was still stretching his arms to pick up the books in the upper row.
The atmosphere around her was a bit dull, and Lan Yanxi suddenly felt aggrieved. At the same time, a trace of resentment also arose spontaneously. She asked directly and loudly: "Ling Mofeng, are you abusing me?"
Hearing these words, the man's arm holding the book paused, his eyes darkened, and in the end, he did not continue to put the book in her arms.
"You tortured me before I got married. Will I have to die of injustice when I get married?" Lan Yanxi looked pitiful and serious, as if Ling Mofeng had really done something terrible.
The man couldn't laugh or cry in his heart at this moment. Who tortured whom
Lan Yanxi tried hard to squeeze out two tears to accuse him of his crime, but found that she couldn't cry.
At this moment, the man's tight body suddenly turned around, startling her, and the book in his arms almost fell.
She instinctively adjusted her gestures to keep the book from falling.
"Ling Mofeng, I have to remind you, if you make fun of me, I will..."
"Just what? Just run away to flirt with other men?" Ling Mofeng took a step forward with his long legs and forced her into a corner. His tall body almost completely enveloped her and the man she held in her arms. Those more than ten books.
"My arm is going to be broken!" Lan Yanxi struggled with her hands, her eyes were red, and her lips were biting tightly.
The man snorted softly, but stretched out his hand, took away a few books, put them on the shelf next to him, and continued to hold her hand against the wall: "Lan Yanxi, there seem to be a lot of people in this department you have just joined. Young and handsome man, you are very popular!"
Lan Yanxi's beautiful eyes immediately widened, her smart brain turned around, and she instantly understood the tortuous relationship.
"Ha, what kind of jealousy does Mr. Vice President have? It's so sour!" Lan Yanxi immediately looked proud and looked straight at the man with smiling eyes, as if he knew something big.
"I'm not kidding you, you'd better..."
"Stay away from those male colleagues. I understand. They all understand. I have a sense of propriety. I am new here and I can't handle many things well. If someone comes over to give me guidance and help me with a little help, I can't thank them enough. You have to point at his face and say, stay away from me. Is this the result you want?" Lan Yanxi tilted her little face, raised her eyes, and squinted at the man. With that playful expression, she almost lost her mind. The man was furious.
"Lan Yanxi, what's your limit? Two people lying on the same table laughing and chatting? Is this your limit?" The man suddenly leaned forward again. At this moment, Lan Yanxi's face was almost touching his went into his arms.
Unfortunately, she was still holding a few books in her hands, which made her chest hurt.
"It hurts..." Lan Yanxi ignored his question and just screamed pitifully.
Ling Mofeng really wanted her to suffer, but when he saw her frowning eyebrows, his long arms took away all the books in her arms.
Lan Yanxi, who was just a poor little kitten, instantly transformed into a cunning little fox, with a pair of watery eyes shining with a smile, and boldly looked into the man's eyes and asked: "Ling Mofeng, you still feel sorry for me Yes, right?"
"If I catch you getting close to another man again, I won't punish you as much as today!" The man's handsome face suddenly turned red. He took two steps back, relieved her of the siege, turned around, and pretended to be tidying up when he took her out. of books.
But Lan Yanxi, like an immortal little strongman, continued to ask tentatively: "You were punishing me by letting me hold such a heavy book just now. Your punishment is so strange!"
"Otherwise? What kind of punishment do you want?" Ling Mofeng found that he was no match for this woman. In terms of speech and courage, he seemed to be inferior to her.
Strange, he is a man, how can he lose to her
"I saw on TV how men behave when they are jealous. They usually slam the woman against the wall, first forcefully kiss her, and then follow with various warnings and threats..."
"You have such a rich imagination!" Ling Mofeng was almost amused by her words.
"It's because your imagination is so poor!" Lan Yanxi folded her hands on her chest and leaned against the bookshelf, her beautiful eyes glancing back and forth at the man's tall and strong back.
Ling Mofeng had the illusion that he was attracted by this woman. He put down the book, turned around, and met her beautiful and affectionate eyes. Under the warm light, the light flowed like crystal, so beautiful. pressing.
"Ahem, um, you came to me just to hear my explanation about what happened when you were working with a male colleague just now? I've finished explaining. It's not as bad as you think. It's really just about work!" The man's deep eyes stared at me. Staring, Lan Yanxi immediately put away her cynicism and became serious.
"Are you looking forward to that kind of punishment?" The man's voice suddenly became deeper and more beguiling.
"What kind?" Lan Yanxi lost her memory instantly.
The man's tall body forced her forward. Lan Yanxi was originally leaning on the bookshelf. When he was frightened, she pressed directly against the bookshelf. The two small hands wrapped around her chest were subconsciously placed vertically by her side. , a pair of beautiful eyes flashed in panic: "Hey, Ling Mofeng, I'm kidding you!"
"Remember, I don't like to joke!" The man held her side with one hand, and with the other hand, he strongly held up her beautiful and white chin, and his thin lips instantly occupied her sweetness.
Lan Yanxi shuddered, and a beam of electricity hit her heart directly, causing her brain to lose blood instantly.
What Ling Mofeng was thinking about was the way she bent down on the table and talked to the man with a smile, and kissed her thin lips. She was instantly filled with anger and became more violent and cold.
Lan Yanxi's mind went blank, and her chest was sore and swollen. Unfamiliar feelings were stirring back and forth in her body. She stretched out her two small hands, instinctively wanting to grab something, but in the end, she grabbed the man. The skirt of her clothes went up, and she didn't know whether to push him away or pull him closer to her.
"That's enough, go home tonight!" No matter how courageous Lan Yanxi was, she couldn't do such private things at work, so she resisted him with her breathing hurriedly and her voice soft.
The man laughed uncontrollably: "Who is it that doesn't want to let go?"
Lan Yanxi trembled all over, and then realized that the man had retracted his big palm on his chin, and his two small hands were still holding on to the man's clothes, not wanting to let go at all.
She looked embarrassed, quickly let go of her hand, and pushed him hard: "Didn't you say you want to keep a distance? This needs to be known..."
"Don't worry, this library is my territory, no one will see it!" The man gently straightened her collar that was messed up by him, comforting her in a soft and gentle voice.
"Really? Then I'll be relieved!" Lan Yanxi said, quickly pinching the man's handsome face with his fingers.
When it comes to the ability to use hands and feet, Lan Yanxi will never admit defeat.
The girl's warm-smelling finger stretched out from the end of his nose, and the man's heart was shaken again. It wasn't until he felt pain on his face that he realized that this woman had done something bad again.
"I've wanted to pinch you like this for a long time!" Lan Yanxi said with a smile.
"You are so dishonest!" Ling Mofeng has never seen a girl like her before.
Lan Yanxi shrugged noncommittally: "I never said I was an honest person."
"You go to work, I'll read for a while and then leave!" Ling Mofeng was in a much better mood, so naturally he had to let her go.
"Do I want to stay with you for a little longer?" Lan Yanxi lowered her head and made circles on the ground with her toes.
Listening to her words, Ling Mofeng's thin lips raised a smile, and his eyes inadvertently saw the rose brooch she pinned to her chest. His fingers gently touched it: "It seems that you like it very much!"
Mentioning this, Lan Yanxi became angry again and raised her head to glare at him: "I thought you gave him something else? Why did you give me this!"
"Don't you like it?" Ling Mofeng's handsome face suddenly became nervous.
"It's pretty good-looking, I like it!" Lan Yanxi told the truth.
"I'll pick something else for you next time. You can tell me what you like!" Ling Mofeng really doesn't know anything about girls' things.
"I like...you, give you to me!" Lan Yanxi stuck out her tongue playfully.