He did not do anything out of order, but just wrapped his arms around her waist gently, preventing her from leaving.

Zhang Lingying's body was tense and his voice became louder, "Let go!"

"You promised to chat with me for a while, but I haven't talked enough yet." Lu Jing let go of his hand, but leaned forward slightly, limiting Zhang Lingying's range of movement on the sofa beside him.

It seemed as if she had to leave, he would not be sure of what he would do.

The brown pupils were filled with dangerous light in the light, like a leopard lurking behind the prey.

Zhang Lingying swallowed nervously and moved a little back, "If you want to chat, just chat well, you... don't be so close to me."

"Are you afraid of me?" Lu Jing raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not afraid!" Zhang Lingying's mouth reacted faster than his brain. After saying that, he straightened his back and tried hard to prove that he was really not afraid.

This is not the first time she has been alone with Lu Jing.

When he was staying at her house, such scenes happened a lot.

Although Lu Jing sometimes acts like a bandit, he still carries his pride in his bones. Otherwise, he would have had many ways to force her to join his laboratory.

But at that time, he was not as strange as he is now, with a strange aura on his body.

His eyes seemed full of plunder. If you look closely, you will find that there is a faint sadness in his eyes...

If they were not competitors, she couldn't help but want to comfort him and ask him if he had really encountered any difficulties.

"Your hands are shaking." Lu Jing glanced at her and sneered.

A person who said he was not afraid of him trembled when he saw him. Did she have Parkinson?

"I just finished taking a shower and felt cold." After Zhang Lingying said that, he quickly reached out to grab the blanket next to the sofa and wrapped it on himself.

She was really not afraid of him, but she didn't know what was going on today. Every word Lu Jing said to her seemed to be torturing her soul, and her aggressive tone made her shudder.

Zhang Lingying didn't want to discuss the trembling issue with him anymore, so she took the initiative to speak: "What else do you want to say? Keep talking, I'll listen."

"Let's talk about Leng Jian." Lu Jing slowly opened his lips.

Zhang Lingying: “…”

He was unhappy if he didn't slander her male god in front of her today, right?

Lu Jing: "Does he know that you like Leng Jian?"

Zhang Lingying: “…”

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Lu Jing curled her lips: "It seems that I don't know, so I'll change the question. Leng Jian likes Ji Weitian, do you know?"

Zhang Lingying: “…”

She could see that Lu Jing was beaten up today and felt unhappy, so she came to make her feel unhappy.

Zhang Lingying bulged his cheeks and said unconvincedly: "So what if you know? So what if you don't know? Who is his freedom he likes, just like I like him is my freedom..."

"If you really like him, you can't mind that what he likes is someone else." Lu Jing suddenly opened his lips and interrupted her.

Zhang Lingying was stunned for a moment and looked up at him in a daze.

Lu Jing faced her eyes, her thin lips slightly opened, and she paused word by word: "You don't like Leng Jian at all. You just regard him as a model of your ideal boyfriend, think he is gentlemanly, think he is gentle, and you are good in everything."

“…”
Chapter completed!