Chapter 38: Sharing a bed

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boom--

The light was knocked down without mercy and fell straight to the ground. Although the brightness from the top was still quite dazzling, half of the light was hidden in the ground, and it could only radiate to a very small area, and the surroundings were still very dim.

In such dim and flickering light, Lin Jianxi's already overly delicate face looked even more seductive, and his dark eyes seemed to be able to drip ink, and even a little creepy in the night.

Han Chenfei was of course unwilling to be held captive. He was agile and skilled in martial arts. After he reacted, he bent his free hand into a claw and swung it into the air with the force of thunder to grab the young man's shoulder.

But Lin Jianxi reacted faster. He retreated half of his body quickly as if he had foreseen the future. He raised his right hand in the air, and with a gust of wind, he intercepted the man's wrist with a "snap" and then held it tightly!

He looked so slender, and as fragile and beautiful as a flower in a greenhouse, but the strength in his hands was so great that it seemed as if he could crush a person's wrist bones.

Han Chenfei felt the pain, but he managed to hold back the groan that was about to come out of his mouth. His eyes were filled with hatred and could emit sparks: "Lin Jianxi--"

"Hasn't anyone taught you that you can't touch other people's things?"

The young man interrupted him calmly, his crazy look had subsided, as if Pandora's box was sealed in an instant, which made people more imaginative.

His clear voice was as cold as a winter chill. With a forceful movement of his hands, something was pulled off and grasped by his white fingertips, sparkling.

It was Han Chenfei's cufflink.

"Lodife's Fancy series symbolizes truth, goodness and beauty, but it's a pity that it doesn't match your words and deeds."

Lin Jianxi raised the corners of his mouth in an icy arc, and suddenly raised his hand, just like Han Chenfei threw the bracelet out of the window before, and threw the platinum cufflinks high up and out without hesitation!

This is a stern warning, even a threat.

Han Chenfei's pupils suddenly shrank.

He was held down tightly by Lin Jianxi, his broad back pressed against the not-so-soft grass, the slightly prickly stems of Zoysia punctured his skin through his thin shirt. When he raised his head, he could smell the young man's light breath and very faint fragrance, which carried a temptation that was not deliberate but was real.

At this moment, the dark environment around him undoubtedly intensified these subtle touches, and even made Han Chenfei have the illusion that he was completely enveloped by Lin Jianxi.

The man in front of him has a completely poor background, but he has extraordinary skills and strong confidence that are completely inconsistent with his experience. He is even ruthless enough to overcome his own stress disorder. So what is he afraid of?

No, wait a little longer.

If you make a great effort at the beginning, then it will decline, and finally it will be exhausted. Then maybe things can still turn around.

Han Chenfei was best at lying dormant. He held his breath, staring at the subtle expressions on Lin Jianxi's face without saying a word, not missing the slightest movement, and then finally discovered a little bit of barely perceptible fatigue.

So the next moment, he immediately seized the opportunity to launch an offensive, suddenly exerted force and jumped up to break free from the young man's restraints, and the two men distanced themselves from each other!

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