Lin Yizhen's small face wrinkled slightly as she touched her butt. Her beautiful eyes were misty as she bit her cherry lips with her white teeth. She looked pitiful.
Looking at the petite figure squatting at the door as if she was looking for something, Xuaner Yanting could not hide the surprise in his eyes.
"Where are the glasses?"
Where did it fall to?
Lin Yizhen squatted beside Origin Emperor, her face pale.
Where was he?
A cold voice came from above.
"Are you looking for this?"
Looking at the pitiful Lin Yizhen squatting on the ground, Xuaner Yanting raised the large-rimmed glasses in his hand and said coldly.
Wasn't it just a pair of broken glasses? Was there a need to cry? What a strange woman.
"It's mine."
Seeing the big-framed glasses in Xuaner Yanting's hand, Lin Yizhen said anxiously, reaching out to snatch the glasses from Xuaner Yanting's hand.
Xuaner Yanting turned around and let Lin Yizhen pounce on empty air.
"Secretary Lin's behavior is really strange.”
Xuaner Yanting said lightly as he walked into the office.
He was not short-sighted, but he liked to wear a pair of glasses. There was clearly no black mole, but there was a fake mole on her left cheek. It made people's appetite turn. Although she was beautiful, she was wearing clothes that made one's appetite turn.
"President, can you return the glasses to me?”
Lin Yizhen said in a pleading tone.
Without her glasses, she would feel very insecure outside.
After closing the office door and locking it, Xuaner Yanting slowly approached Lin Yizhen. Lin Yizhen, who was retreating step by step, suddenly leaned against the edge of the desk.
"Secretary Lin, the mole on your left cheek is gone.”
Xuaner Yanting reminded as if he had just seen it.
With one sentence, he successfully stopped Lin Yizhen from turning away. Taking advantage of the moment when Lin Yizhen was stunned, he trapped Lin Yizhen between his arms.
Hearing Xuaner Yanting's words, Lin Yizhen touched her left cheek in a panic.
It was really gone.
She did not realize that she was trapped in Xuaner Yanting's arms at such a close distance.
"Are you from Invade?”
Xuaner Yanting stared at Lin Yizhen's exquisite little face. A light flashed in his eyes as he asked indifferently.
What a familiar smell. Smelling the fragrance on Lin Yizhen's body, Xuaner Yanting thought nostalgically in his heart.
"I'm not. Please, stay away from me."
Lin Yizhen, who had regained her senses, pushed Xuaner Yanting's chest with both hands. Her tone was flustered, as if she was pleading and afraid. Even though Lin Yizhen used all her strength, she was terrified to find that her little bit of strength actually could not shake Xuaner Yanting in the slightest. Smelling the familiar smell, Lin Yizhen felt that she had some difficulty breathing.
"No? Then what are you afraid of?"
Grabbing the pair of delicate hands on her chest, she leaned closer to Lin Yizhen and said with a hint of sarcasm.
Afraid of him? How was this possible? As far as he knew, those women wished they could cling to him and not leave.
"I'm not. Let go of me."
She struggled with all her might, completely ignoring Xuaner Yanting's grip on her hands, which were already red.
No, no, let go of me.
Lin Yizhen seemed to have returned to that night seven years ago, helpless, afraid, and desperate. He looked at Lin Yizhen's face that was filled with fear. Xuaner Yanting felt a sense of deja vu.
Fortunately, there was someone who had resisted him like this before.
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