Lin Yiran sat on the sofa with her hands covering her face. She entered the office in this posture and asked her how to face these employees in the future.
Lin Yiran, who already felt ashamed, sighed deeply.
Li Hanxuan opened the food box in front of him, "Have you finished savoring it? If you don't eat it, it will be cold."
Lin Yiran put down her hands, blushed her cheeks, and looked at Li Hanxuan with her neck stammering.
What is aftertaste!
Li Hanxuan didn't care about Lin Yiran's expression, but instead felt that the woman with red cheeks in front of him was particularly cute: "After the meal, I will take you around."
Let's go...
Lin Yiran rolled her eyes.
Since she told Li Hanxuan that she no longer resented him, the man has changed.
What about the calmness and restraint of the past?
What about those cold and noble?
All are fake...
It's all bubbles!
Li Hanxuan moved the chair over, turned his back to Lin Yiran, put away his smile and frowned slightly.
During this period of time when An Yichen was abroad, he mentioned to people in the circle more than once that he fell in love with Lin Yiran at first sight.
The strong possessiveness kept reminding him that any man approached Lin Yiran, his heart tightened.
He was originally calm, and countless thoughts were rushing in his mind. When he thought of a strange man appearing next to Lin Yiran, Li Hanxuan couldn't help but be in a mess.
His body trembled slightly. After feeling Lin Yiran approaching, he turned around and took Lin Yiran into his arms.
Li Hanxuan's clear-cut fingers gently stroked Lin Yiran's cheeks. The two of them were so close that Li Hanxuan bent down.
He supported one arm on Lin Yiran's waist, and the warm breath hit Lin Yiran's ears evenly.
I couldn't help but turn my head slightly.
Lin Yiran's body was stiff and she was still in place, her eyes widened and she felt that she was almost unable to breathe.
Her hands pressed against his chest. When she wanted to say something, she just opened her mouth and felt Li Hanxuan approaching suddenly.
His lips were still so cold, not as arrogant as before, but more gentle.
"Han...xuan can't..."
During the short time of breathing, Lin Yiran kept begging the man in front of him.
Her fair neck turned red slightly, and tears gradually filled her eyes.
Li Hanxuan was reluctant to let go of the woman in his arms until he felt that Lin Yiran had difficulty breathing.
Li Hanxuan slowly left the woman in front of him. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were softer, "Yiran... Can you stay away from An Yichen..."
Lin Yiran frowned tightly, and there was no longer any coldness in Li Hanxuan's eyes.
he......
The first time he spoke begged her.
Let her stay away from An Yichen...
"He..." Lin Yiran lowered her eyes. She and An Yichen had just met for the first time today.
Why did Li Hanxuan say such words?
She turned her head and was always held tightly by Li Hanxuan. This close-up posture made Lin Yiran even more embarrassed.
Lin Yiran looked to the side deliberately, frowned, and his eyes were vague: "An Yichen came to me to write a war today, and I can only be an opponent."

Chapter completed!