Lin Xiaomi thought she had heard wrong.
Leng Yihuang repeated blankly: "Take off your clothes!"
Lin Xiaomi was furious, and wrapped his arms around his chest for defense: "What do you want to do! I said that I will be responsible, but I am not responsible with my body. Don't even think about it!"
Leng Yihuang sneered, and his naked eyes fell on her chest: "Do you feel a little too good about yourself, I'm not interested in your shriveled figure."
"I'm shriveled?" Lin Xiaomi pointed at herself in disbelief: "You don't have eyes!"
wipe! No one has ever dared to say that she has a shriveled figure.
Ya bah bah! She has a good figure and can be elected as a Victoria's Secret Angel!
How dare you belittle her if you want to take advantage of her, you bastard.
Leng Yihuang's eyes fell on her chest tightly wrapped by the coat again, and he snorted coldly: "Take off the coat and tie it around my leg."
Lin Xiaomi was startled, and looked at his bleeding leg, the blood was flowing out in a puddle, and immediately understood what he meant.
Uh, it turns out that he really didn't want to take advantage of her.
Lin Xiaomi blushed with embarrassment, and didn't care too much. She quickly took off her thin coat and tied it firmly on his bleeding thigh. A little trembling.
Leng Yihuang's eyes drooped, and they landed on her body, which was only wearing suspenders, her chest was really bulging...
Leng Yihuang closed his eyes, thinking to himself, this figure is indeed not shriveled.
Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed because he had misunderstood him before. After binding his legs, he ran back to the car and took out his mobile phone and tissue paper.
Carefully wipe the blood on his face.
Only then did Lin Xiaomi realize that this man was really handsome.
Full forehead, high nose bridge, thin lips, and the most outrageous thing is that a big man's eyelashes are even longer than hers!
Leng Yihuang felt a pair of small hands with a delicate fragrance moving extremely gently on his face. She smelled very good, and then he slowly closed his eyes. Hit the head.
Lin Xiaomi's cell phone rang at this moment, and it was Wang Feng again.
As soon as Lin Xiaomi picked it up, Wang Feng's roar came from inside: "Lin Xiaomi, are you looking for death? How dare you hang up on me! Are you coming soon?"
"Brother Wang, I bumped into someone! I'm afraid I won't make it through."
Wang Feng paused, and then roared: "You call an ambulance when you hit someone. It's useless for you to stand there. I warn you, if you don't get any news about Wei Linlin, a big star nightclub rich businessman, get out of here!"
Not knowing whether it was Wang Feng's voice that was too loud, or her phone leaking too much, Leng Yihuang silently opened his eyes, and then grabbed her wrist.
Then coldly reported her license plate number: "94XXXX, if you dare to run, I will sue you for hit and run."
I wipe!
Lin Xiaomi couldn't believe that this man was still sober after bleeding so much.
Between going to jail and being scolded, Lin Xiaomi decisively chose to hang up the phone!
"Handsome, don't worry, I won't leave."
The ambulance came soon, and Lin Xiaomi finally freed his wrist from his palm, and watched the ambulance personnel carry him into the car.
At this time, the man who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, pointed at Lin Xiaomi and said to the ambulance personnel, "She bumped into me, caught her, and ran away, and you won't get any medical expenses." Here." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and passed out.
Lin Xiaomi stared at him dumbfounded, only two words in her mind, I—damn!