Different circles

At that moment, Lei Xiao's attention was completely focused on Lin Hanxing.

His large palm was wiping her long hair through the towel, and her small head shook wildly with his movements.

"Do you want to go play?"

Lei Xiao's deep voice rang out, and han mingmei's expression immediately changed.

Before Lin Hanxing could speak, she spoke first.

&Quot; ah Xiao, our circle is different from miss Lin's. I'm afraid she won't be able to adapt! &Quot;

Hearing this, Lin Hanxing did not get angry at han mingmei's words. Instead, he smiled.

Lei Xiao raised his head and looked at han mingmei.

His deep eyes were cold and his meaning was unclear.

"Ah Xiao, you'll come, right?"

Han mingmei summoned up her courage and asked again.

"Yes."

Han mingmei's eyes widened in joy, thinking that Lei Xiao had agreed.

"I'm not going."

In a second, heaven fell into hell.

"You won't even give me this little bit of face?"