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Chapter 221 I Like You A Little (5)

The Xie Yiren vented all the suppressed emotions in his heart, tears fell down without any surprise, and complained hoarsely.

"You bastard!" With his emotions vented, the Xie Yiren burst into tears and kept raising his hands to beat Han Cheng's chest.

Han Cheng didn't resist in a daze, and the phrase "Fuck off, sheets" still echoed in his ears...

When did he have sex with Lin Luofei?

In the office?

Lin Luofei had indeed been to his office, but nothing happened to them...

But Xie Yi thought he was with Lin Luofei...

Han Cheng was puzzled. He looked up at Xie Yiren who was crying hoarsely, but his eyes gradually shone brightly. She cried so sadly because she thought he had been intimate with Lin Luofei, so she was so cold and heartless in the office. to him?

Is she jealous?

"Xie Yi..." Han Cheng grabbed her small fist that kept waving, and called her excitedly.

"Are you crying so sad because I'm close to Lin Luofei?"

The Xie Yiren was startled, and then anger quickly rose in his tear-stained eyes, and he immediately retorted: "I don't! I don't!"

After speaking, he broke free from Han Cheng's hand, and began to beat Han Cheng again with his small fists.

But Han Cheng was one step ahead of her, hugged her tightly, stroked her long hair with his big palm, and explained anxiously: "Xie Yiren, you misunderstood, there is nothing between me and Lin Luofei. ..."

Nothing at all……

The Shay people resisted for a moment, and then cursed: "Liar!"

Her ears are not deaf, her eyes are not blind, she can hear clearly, and she can see clearly!
"I didn't lie to you..." Han Cheng hugged her body even more tightly, her body trembled, and his heart also fluctuated accordingly. In fact, at this time, he was actually a little scared in his heart, afraid that he might get drunk Oh, I got it wrong, I was just having fun...

But the temperature on Xie Yiren's body is so real and warm, and the faint fragrance of her body is still lingering at the tip of his nose, he thinks he heard it right.

Han Cheng hooked his lips, took a deep breath, and explained: "Lin Luofei came to my office this morning, but nothing happened to us. If there is anything to say, it is that she beat me up." All the coffee..."

"Coffee?" Xie Yiren was surprised, stretched out his hand to push Han Cheng's chest away, looked at him blankly, and then shifted his gaze to his white shirt, "So you changed your clothes because of coffee?"

"Yeah." Han Cheng smiled lightly and patted her head, "The clothes are dirty, don't you need to change them? Otherwise, what do you think?"

"I..." Xie Yi lowered his eyelids and whispered, "I thought you were like Lin Luofei..."

"What kind?" Han Cheng laughed, joking with Xie Yiren.

Xie Yiren twisted his hands together, not daring to look directly into Han Cheng's eyes, but the corners of his lips raised a curve unconsciously, but suddenly, as if thinking of something, the curve froze for an instant, and suddenly raised his head to stare at Han Cheng.

"Then what are you two doing in the lounge, how could Lin Luofei... say that kind of thing??"

"Her hair caught my shirt button, I was just helping her untie it, as for that kind of thing..."

Han Cheng raised his eyebrows, paused deliberately, then reached out and touched her head, "Xie Yiren, why do you always have those messy thoughts in your head?"

(End of this chapter)