"Mr.Qi, please sit down."
Lin Zhenshan called down again to make tea.
Qi Han sat on the sofa opposite Lin Xi, his long legs overlapping, his eyes directly on her face, and looked at her carefully.
Her state at the moment seems to be worse than that when she hitchhiked with him that day.
Her face is as pale as paper, and she can't see any blood color, but the cool between her eyes and eyebrows is completely different from that day.
That day, although her look was cold, there were still a few threads of tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes.
Unlike now, there was no warm color at all.
Her eyes were as cold as ice, but they seemed to have nothing in their eyes.
This kind of Lin Xi, he felt very strange, completely different from the girl he knew more than ten years ago, no matter in appearance, temperament, or look.
Lin Xi's weak and boneless fingers gently pinched the handle of the gun, then with a lift, threw it at Han Li.
She didn't even look at Han Li, but the throwing position was very accurate.
Han Li raised his hand to catch it and weighed it in his hand.
Oh! He never thought that one day his gun would be aimed at his head.
This gun is now in hand, just like a hot potato, he did not throw, do not throw is not.
When he was doubting life, Qi Hanyou glanced at him coldly, "don't you think it's shameful enough? Get out Han Li's face turned red and his tone became weak.
"Yes, Mr.Qi."
Then, dejected, he walked towards the door.
Behind, came the girl's soft voice: "people outside, let go!"
Lin Haifeng, who was standing outside the door waiting for orders, said, "yes, miss."
Then, he looked at the defeated Han Li with pride, raised his lips, and went to the yard to untie several people under Han Li's hand.
Alas, I didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would still see Han Lihan, the leader of tangtangtang Qiye's guard, so dejected that he had no love.
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