Chapter 168

"I just hope the police can let them go. This is just a matter of one word for you." She said hurriedly.

"It's a matter of one sentence, but...so what?" He looked at her leisurely, in sharp contrast with her anxiety.

Her hand that had fallen beside her tightened slightly, took a deep breath, and met his gaze, "What should you do to let someone go?"

His eyes slightly darkened, he put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and slowly walked to Ling Yiran.

His hand gently held her hand, "Sister's hand seems very cold."

Her body suddenly froze. Compared with his hands, her hands were indeed very cold.

He lowered his head, placed her hands in the palm of his hands, gently rubbed her hands, and warmed her hands.

He was extremely skillful in doing this movement, gentle and cautious, as if she was the treasure he cared for.

God! What was she thinking! Ling Yiran quickly scolded herself in her heart for not thinking about some messy things, and his soft voice sounded in her ears, "Sister, do you feel your hands are warmer?"

"Ah... it's warmer." She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but he tightly held her hand.

"Don't worry, rub it for a while, it will be warmer." He said.

Ling Ran looked at the person in front of him in confusion. His gentleness now, his coldness and ridicule before, was like two people.

But although her hands were getting warmer, her heart seemed to become more and more anxious.

"What exactly should you do to let someone go?" Ling Yiran couldn't help asking again.

"Why did Sister suddenly change her mind and want to let them go?" He asked back without answering.

"My grandma is in poor health and is hospitalized. I don't want her to worry about this anymore." She replied truthfully.

"Is that so? It seems that your grandmother is very important in your heart. For grandmother, you have only been here to beg me for a few days." His voice was very soft, like a bass cello, playing slowly.

She felt that it seemed as if it was full of his breath in her nose. The blood in her body seemed to be rushing into her hands that were being held by him.

"So what position do I am in your heart in Sister," he suddenly raised his head, and his extremely beautiful eyes were staring at her fiercely, as if he wanted to see through her.

Her body trembled suddenly, and her almond eyes met his black eyes in a daze.

In his pupils, she saw her slightly panicked face.

He leaned down, his face slowly approached her, breathing warmly, spraying on her face, "It won't be an important position. If so, then Sister wouldn't have left without any nostalgia at the beginning. I think it should be a disdainful position."

Her hands were still warm, but her body seemed to be getting colder and colder.

Ling Yiran stared at the handsome face that was so close to him. The expression on his face still looked so gentle. Even his movements with her hands now were still so gentle, but his eyes were cold.

For a moment, she seemed to understand something, but she was still a little unwilling to give up, "Will you... let them go?"

"No." He answered her.

Her heart seemed to be getting calmer and calmer. Yes, he is Yi Jinli. I am afraid that no woman has ever rejected him before.
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