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C322 Why Did You Lie to Me

Her hands stopped in the air.

She stared at Lo Yang's open chest.

He only had two buttons on the bottom of his shirt. His chest was open up, and his exposed white skin could be seen at a glance.

Lo Yang's skin was cold and white. It was an unusual kind of white.

This kind of white had a faint sickness, but it was just right on his body. It did not make people feel unhealthy at all.

Instead, it would give him an air of alienation from ordinary people.

While she was in a daze, her hand suddenly clenched and brought it to his chest.

The warm touch made her frown and look up at the man's face in front of her.

"Since you like it so much, why don't you touch it?" Lo Yang's ambiguous voice sounded above her head.

Lo Yang held her hand tightly and pressed it against his chest.

Her hand could clearly feel the heartbeat coming from his chest. What was different from his cold white skin was that his body was burning hot.

He held her hand tightly and moved it around his body.

However, there was not a trace of emotion on his face. His eyes were only staring at her, and he still had a faint, scholarly air.

His calm gaze was like a raging sea of fire.

It clearly looked like there was a chill all over her, but it made Xiao Chang'an feel that her body was burning.

"Let go." She pulled her hand, but Lo Yang held it tightly and could not pull it away.

Lo Yang looked at her and said gently, "Help me."

Xiao Chang'an frowned and looked at him.

Lo Yang's eyes were not strong at all. His deep and deep eyes seemed to be overflowing with watery light. It was clear that it was cold but also seemed to be filled with deep affection.

He looked at her and slowly let go of her hand.

Only then could Xiao Chang'an's hand move normally.

She raised her hand and wanted to slap Lo Yang.

But when she saw his gentle appearance, the raised hand was put down again.

She felt that something was a little strange, but she still pressed the buttons on Lo Yang's shirt.

It was all because she was a worker now.

Xiao Chang'an was quick to react and directly pressed the top button of Lo Yang's shirt.

Lo Yang did not say anything. He just watched her move and finished buttons on his shirt.

Xiao Chang'an walked away from him and walked to the cooler. She took out a cup of milk tea from inside and sat on a chair beside him.

Lo Yang continued to tie his tie and put on his clothes.

Xiao Chang'an's gaze was involuntarily attracted by him.

Lo Yang seemed to always be like this, the same as the first time she saw him.0

He would always meticulously tidy himself up.

There was nothing wrong with him.

Just like him.

Xiao Chang'an drank milk tea as she sized up Lo Yang, "Are you... done?"

After she left that day, she did not know what happened to Lo Yang after that.

She did not care if she knew he was not dead.

Lo Yang turned around and looked at her. He asked word by word, "Chang'an, how much do you know?"

Xiao Chang'an stopped drinking milk tea and said lightly, "Not more, not less."

Lo Yang gently adjusted his glasses and a sharp light flashed through his eyes.

"Do you also think that I am sick?"

He waited for her answer.

Xiao Chang'an put down the cup in her hand and looked at Lo Yang. "Do you not know if I am sick or not?"

Lo Yang,... ""

After being stunned for a moment, he lifted his lips and raised his hand to touch Chang'an's head, "Chang'an, you are so cute."

The pampering tone and familiar words made her feel familiar.

When he was in Jiangzhou a year ago, Lo Yang often touched her head like this.

It was precisely this familiarity and habit that made her lose the will to resist.

Lo Yang's hand slowly stopped, and his gentle voice gradually had a trace of coldness, "But Chang'an, why do you pretend you don't know me? And why did you lie to me?"

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