cold less aggressive

Chapter 19 Exclusive to his taste!

Thinking of the man with a cold face all day long, Lin Xiaoting felt a deep chill in her heart, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

Thinking of the appointment at Jinggong last night, she was delayed because she attended Yang Nan's birthday, and later she was taken away by Liu Ye's people because she helped Xia Meng, so she didn't make it.

Such an arrogant man was let go by her, one can imagine how serious the consequences would be!
No wonder he was so vicious. In order to punish her, he tortured her for another night and another morning.

"Wash up, come downstairs with me!" Aunt Yun ordered, and went outside the door to wait for her.

The clothes that Aunt Yun brought were from the Fila brand. Although they were not limited editions, they were not cheap.

After Lin Xiaoting put on her clothes and washed up, she followed Aunt Yun to the restaurant on the first floor.

A set of tableware was placed at the main seat at one end of the long dining table and at the end facing the main seat. After Lin Xiaoting arrived, a servant took the initiative to open the seat at the end for her.

"Please sit down, Miss Lin!" Seeing that Lin Xiaoting was not moving, Aunt Yun pulled her over and pressed her on the seat.

Lin Xiaoting raised her eyes and scanned the surroundings. They were all bodyguards in black suits, all of them looked sad, as if as long as she dared to disobey the slightest intention, those who were on standby at any time would rush up to attack her intention.

Oh, be good.

Just thinking about whether the people here want to invite her to dinner, at this moment, they suddenly heard people around shouting in unison, "Sir!"

Lin Xiaoting turned her head and saw the tall figure walking down the spiral staircase.

Leng Yanxiu was wearing a well-fitting handmade suit with shiny sapphire cuff buttons, clean and neat dark brown hair, deep and sharp features, dark eyes that were cold and dangerous, exuding a frightening chill from his bones.

Cold and severe, extremely cold.

It can freeze almost everything around it into ice.

The strong cold air field like a polar glacier made everyone hold their breath.

What a god-like figure, a prince who came out of a famous painting!

Even though Lin Xiaoting had seen a lot of European, American, Japanese and Korean long-legged Ouba guys on TV and the Internet, she couldn't help but marvel at the man in front of her.

Really, special, what, of, handsome!

Under everyone's attention, Leng Yanxiu walked into the restaurant.

When he passed by Lin Xiaoting, she vaguely smelled a light, cold woody fragrance, which was very pleasant.

On the main seat, Leng Yanxiu sat down calmly, and never looked at Lin Xiaoting from the beginning to the end, as if she was nothing but air.

Across the candlestick and flowers, Lin Xiaoting secretly glanced at the man opposite, with a cold face, a cold attitude that strangers should not get close to, as if no one owed him money, she looked in a bad mood.

Sitting in the empty restaurant, Lin Xiaoting felt that the air around her had condensed into ice.

He didn't speak, and everyone dared not speak, it was so cold and scary!
Then a servant brought lunch and placed it on the long table one by one.

The servant spread out the napkin for Leng Yanxiu, presented the knife and fork, and he began to eat quietly.

Seeing the exquisite and delicious western food, Lin Xiaoting only dared to swallow her saliva, but did not dare to move her chopsticks.

"Hurry up and eat! It won't taste good when it's cold!" Aunt Yun handed the knife and fork to her, and stood beside her, waiting for her to do it.

Lin Xiaoting secretly wiped off a cold sweat, picked up a fork and took a bite of a whole piece of steak, chewed it twice quickly, and swallowed it like a duck swallowing a snail, without any taste at all.

After a while, Leng Yanxiu put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked up the bone china coffee cup and sipped it.

He has a pair of very beautiful big hands with slender fingers and well-defined joints. One can guess how pampered its owner is by looking at the temperament of this hand.

For some reason, looking at him in a neat suit, his muscular appearance popped up in her mind.

Cough, Lin Xiaoting's face turned red again.

At this time, Jin Feng came in and whispered something into Leng Yanxiu's ear, and after getting his consent, he pressed a button...

(End of this chapter)