A pair of deep eagle eyes looked at her for a moment, Lin Xiaomi really didn't know how to say no, so she had to put her hand on it.
The next moment, he was pulled into the dance floor by the man.
He moved a little too hard, and she almost crashed into his arms.
A big hand with a thin callus rested on her waist, through the thin fabric, the heat of the palm poured in continuously.
The skin around his waist seemed to heat up.
Lin Xiaomi didn't know why, but she was suddenly a little nervous, subconsciously wanting to stay away from him a little bit, but when she moved, the big hand on her waist pressed her tightly into her arms, and the big hand was completely attached to her waist. I don't know if it's her illusion, but she always feels that there is a little bit of intimacy.
"Mr. Leng, I'm sorry, I'm not very good at dancing, how about us..."
"It's okay, I can teach you."
The man's eagle eyes looked at her intently, the black pupils were actually brighter than the stars in the night sky.
Lin Xiaomi just glanced at it, as if he was about to be sucked in.
Leng Yihuang calmly wanted to take a step closer, his thin lips almost touching her forehead.
"Do you like this party? It's my first design, and I don't know if I can please girls." The man's hoarse voice rang in his ears, and the sexy made people wonder if it might be in a dream.
"It's really beautiful, every girl will like it, you can see the smiles on these people's faces."
"Then do you like it? They don't matter, what matters is whether you like it or not."
Lin Xiaomi's heart moved slightly, and he raised his head subconsciously. He just happened to look down at her. Under the reflection of the colored lights, his handsome facial features were so gentle that water could overflow, and his deep black eagle eyes were full of unconcealable deep feeling.
His heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and his face turned red.
"Of course I like it too. Mr. Leng is so romantic, Junlin's mother must have been very happy before." Lin Xiaomi looked away in a panic, and deliberately said Junlin's mother, trying to break the moody atmosphere.
Leng Yihuang looked at her indifferently, then raised his hand suddenly, and pulled her broken hair behind her ears. The rough fingertips inadvertently rubbed against the delicate skin of her cheeks. Lin Xiaomi dodged in a panic, and heard He said hoarsely, "Don't move."
Lin Xiaomi froze immediately as if someone had tapped her acupoints.
His fingertips slid across her cheeks, and with the broken hair, he slid behind her ears, and finally stopped on the white and tender earballs.
There was Lin Xiaomi's sensitivity. She felt a shudder running through her body. She had never been touched by a man's fingertips before. For some reason, she felt a little nostalgic in her panic.
As if wishing his fingertips could stay a little longer.
Leng Yihuang watched her reaction with satisfaction, let go of her white and tender earballs with his fingertips, and slid his fingers down her back little by little, and finally stopped at her waist: "Of course she is very sexually blessed, she used to complain about me , Said that I made her unable to get up in the morning and was always late, Alice, can you blame me for this? It is the nature of a man that when he sees a woman he likes, he can't help but want to get close, don't you think so? "
It's not that Lin Xiaomi didn't understand what he meant, she couldn't believe it, he was so bold, and dared to tease her openly in front of so many people.
They were not close relatives, and even met only because of King's Landing.
He keeps saying that he only likes Jun Lin's mother, so what is he like now
Lin Xiaomi thought of what Leng Junlin said before that Leng Yihuang always took women home, and was instantly annoyed.
All affection is an illusion.
What did he take her for? Those casual women
Regardless of his appearance or status, he did make it hard for every woman to be tempted, but his behavior was a bit despicable.
Lin Xiaomi looked at his handsome face that was getting closer and closer, and "accidentally" stepped on him with the heel of his shoe.
Leng Yihuang snorted, and Lin Xiaomi backed out immediately: "I'm sorry, I stepped on you, I said I won't dance anymore."
He said apologetic words on his mouth, but there was no sign of apology on his face. After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the dance floor.
She stepped on it so hard that Leng Yihuang wondered if his toes had been stepped off. He reached out to grab her, but she jumped away like a nimble rabbit.
Leng Yihuang, on the other hand, stood there, unable to move for a long time due to the pain.
Tang Fengmo has been taking Leng Junlin to eat, but his eyes can't help but pay attention to the movement over there.
When he saw the coquettish Young Master Leng being stomped severely after using the beauty trap, he laughed gloatingly.
Leng Junlin had a swollen belly, and looked at Tang Fengmo with disgust at this moment: "Are you crazy? Why are you smiling so obscenely?"
Tang Fengmo was flabbergasted, and poked him on the head: "Is that how wretched is used?"
Wretched should be used to describe the young master Leng just now.
Seeing Lin Xiaomi approaching, Leng Junlin was about to pounce on him, but his little hands were oily, afraid of soiling Lin Xiaomi's clothes, after thinking about it, he rubbed against Tang Fengmo's clothes, and then pounced on Lin Xiaomi: "Zhuzhu, what's the matter with you, why are you so angry, who made you angry?"
Lin Xiaomi was angry. Seeing Leng Junlin's cute little face, his anger eased a bit, but thinking of his wicked father, he couldn't control his anger.
"I'm fine, I'm a little sleepy, I'm going back to my room to sleep."
After finishing speaking, he gently pushed him away, turned around and walked towards the stairs.
Leng Junlin wanted to go with her, but it was obvious that Lin Xiaomi was not in a good mood right now.
Leng Yihuang finally got over the pain and walked over stiffly.
Leng Junlin stared at him angrily: "Father, have you bullied Zhuzhu? She doesn't even like me anymore!"
"What time is it, who told you to play here, why don't you go back to your room to sleep!"
Leng Junlin let out a loud "hum", turned and ran away.
...
Lin Xiaomi returned to the room, threw the clothes on her body into the trash can, took a hot bath, and carefully washed the place on her waist that he touched many times.
But unexpectedly, she had that dream again at night.
But this time, with the bright lights outside, she could see the face of the man on her body clearly.
Leng Yihuang!
How could it be him!
Lin Xiaomi was woken up by fright, the sky outside hadn't completely brightened yet.
She covered her head and sat on the bed, the embarrassing images in her dream kept flashing in her mind.
This time, she saw the man's face very emotionally.
It turned out that the man who was entangled with her in the dream turned out to be Leng Yihuang.
It was embarrassing enough for her to have such a dream, but she did not expect that the object would be King's Landing's father.
Lin Xiaomi couldn't accept it, could it be that she was a nympho.