Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Asking Uncle Mute to send Mrs. Chen away, Lin Hanxing sat there without any movement for a long time.

She poured the tea in the teacup into the trash can one by one.

Kungfu tea is a tea drinking custom in Chaoshan, Guangdong, and it is also the first custom of concierge hospitality.

Whenever someone comes here, Lin Hanxing will cook with great patience.

Regardless of whether the other party has drunk it or not, the tea will be thrown away after the person leaves.

The guests are gone, why should the tea be left behind?

Soon, Lin Hanxing walked out of the bamboo building.

Standing at the stairway, I can clearly see the place that was destroyed yesterday, but it is still messy at this time.

Her eyes are calm and unwavering, falling in the distance.

This world is indifferent, absurd, and boring. What is there to miss?

Suddenly, Lin Hanxing's eyes stopped in one place.

After a while, she quietly walked over.

It was the hottest time in the morning, and Lei Xiao casually sat on the round seat for chopping firewood with his back against the mango tree.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be sleeping.

Mango leaves dappled by sunlight.

His eyebrows are solemn, and the eyelashes under his closed eyes are thick and thick, even thicker than that of a woman.

"Does it look good?"

Lei Xiao suddenly made a sound, and he had already felt it since she approached him.

"If you were born in ancient times, you must be the number one in the brothel."

Lin Hanxing sat down casually beside him.

The two thin white legs stretched straight, and even the pair of small white canvas shoes looked good in Lei Xiao's eyes.

"If you were born in ancient times, you must be my queen."

She raised her head and looked at the blue sky through the mango leaves.

The sky here is always bright blue.

"In this world, is there anything you care about in particular?"

Lin Hanxing asked suddenly.

"You." Lei Xiao answered seriously.

But obviously, Lin Hanxing didn't take it seriously.

A man who has only met a few times said to himself that he cares most about you, other than sweet words, I am afraid that he can only coax you into bed and do those things.

Lei Xiao looked at her from the side, his coconut milk-like face was even more translucent by the sunlight.

"Then what do you care about?"

For a long time, he asked.

Hearing this, Lin Hanxing laughed at himself.

care?

Her world had been destroyed many years ago.

"No."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and felt a little sleepy.

Tonight, it's going to be rough again.

…………

In the evening, Uncle Dumb served the food and turned to leave as usual.

"Uncle Dumb." Lin Hanxing stopped him.

"Get ready."

She didn't say what she was going to do, but Uncle Mute understood those four words.

After dinner, Lin Hanxing returned to his room.

The original black skirt was replaced by a red Hepburn skirt, the color of blood.

Take out the rarely used lipstick and paint the lip color a little bit.

Lin Hanxing in the mirror has an indescribable beauty.

The beauty of extreme indifference and irony...

"I gave you a chance."

…………

Night fell.

When Lin Hanxing walked out of the room, the first thing she saw was Lei Xiao who was leaning against her door.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

It was Lei Xiao who hooked the corners of his lips first.

"where to?"

"Do things." Back and forth, there are questions and answers.

"Oh?"

But Lei Xiao flicked his hands between Lin Hanxing's hair very quickly, and a silver light appeared between his fingers, which she often used.

"I'll hand you the knife when you do something."

Lin Hanxing looked at him calmly and reached out to take it.

Passed Lei Xiao and took two steps forward.

"Want to come with me?"

She didn't look back, but the voice came.

"I can't ask for more."