"No, I won't go back with you."

Leng Yiru looked at the handsome face in front of her, and sarcastically said: "Xiao Linghan, what's the matter with you? Don't you have any women around you? Do you have to pester me? Tell me, I don't love you anymore, No matter how much you pester me, it is impossible for me to continue my relationship with you."

Let's call it a day.

Don't get into any more tangles.

She was really afraid that more accidents would happen after the two got back together.

do not love him!
Then who does she want to love!
Lu Ming?
I don't think about it!

Xiao Linghan looked at the woman who left without hesitation after the satire, his handsome face was covered with haze.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call, Xiao Linghan curled his lips, his black eyes were full of certainty.

Outside the restaurant, Leng Yiru looked up at the blue sky, took a deep breath and took a taxi back to Enwei Dance.

As soon as she entered, Su Lan walked towards her, "Mr. Leng, a customer called to make an appointment for an afternoon private lesson, and I agreed for you."

Taking private lessons?

Leng Yiru didn't take it seriously, and casually asked, "Okay, where's the address?"

"The address is at."

Su Lan said an address, which made Leng Yiru stunned again and again.

This address is not someone else's, it is the address of Xiao Linghan's villa.

Xiao Linghan, what is he doing?
"Teacher Leng, don't be in a daze, go quickly."

Su Lan winked at her.

Xiao Linghan actually finds his ex-wife as a private teacher?

So interesting!
"That Xiaolan, can someone else go? Don't I have other classes in the afternoon?"

Leng Yiru didn't want to be Xiao Linghan's private teacher at all.

He is a businessman, what kind of dance does he want to learn?
What a good excuse.

"that's not allowed."

Su Lan pushed Leng Yiru to go out, "Mr. Leng, the customer has made it clear that you only need to go. The customer is God, if we can't satisfy him, we will be complained. Once we complain, our year-end bonus will be lost! Please, please." , Teacher Leng, please do me a favor."

Leng Yiru: "."

Ok.

Did Xiao Linghan see this right?
Although she doesn't care about bonuses, she can't let her colleagues lose their bonuses because of herself.

Really annoying.

Leng Yiru had no choice but to bite the bullet and take her belongings and drive to Xiao's mansion.

After entering the door, Leng Yiru looked at Xiao Linghan who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, bit his lips and asked: "Xiao Linghan, are you finished? Tell me, how can you let me go?"

That's enough.

Why can't this man listen to her once?

"Ah Ru, you must distinguish between public and private. Now you are my private teacher, so don't talk about personal matters during working hours."

Xiao Linghan put down his overlapping long legs, smiled wickedly at Leng Yiru, got up and slowly approached Leng Yiru.

The man's voice was still magnetic, and the handsome smiling face was even more charming, Leng Yiru unconsciously took a step back, his eyes dodged for a while.

"What kind of dance do you want to learn? Can you not get so close?"

Don't think that using this deceptively handsome face will dissuade her from leaving him.

She will stick to her heart.

"If you don't get close, how can you learn to dance?"

With a flick of Xiao Linghan's long arm, he immediately pulled Leng Yiru into his arms, his dark eyes were deep.

"Then what dance do you want to learn?"

Leng Yiru was not calm, but pretended to be calm and raised her eyes to look at him.

Deep black eyes, high nose bridge, sexy red lips, resolute chin.
He was still so handsome, and he could still touch her heart with just one look.

"It's all right. How you teach others, then how to teach me."

Xiao Linghan's big palm caressed her back, and the other hand clasped her slender hand, and lowered his eyes to stare at her.

The woman in front of him was not a peerless beauty, but she had a magical power that could pull his mind, making him just want to keep her by his side.

"You let go first, let's do warm-up exercises first."

Leng Yiru moved, trying to break free from the man's breath, but he was firmly imprisoned.

"No, just teach me to dance four steps."

With a low and charming voice, Xiao Linghan pulled him into his arms, snapped his fingers, and soothing music sounded in the room.

Four steps, more suitable for lovers to jump.

Leng Yiru's eyes sparkled, she suppressed the ripples in her heart, pursed her lips and began to follow the music.

One step, two steps, you come and I go
The man's eyes were burning and deep, and the atmosphere around him was familiar and hot. Leng Yiru watched him quietly, temporarily put everything aside, enjoying this romantic moment.

The woman's figure is delicate and soft, exuding a faint fragrance, which seduces people's desire for no reason.

Xiao Linghan's eyes darkened, his eyes swept towards the moist red lips, and he slowly tilted his head
She was his wife and he could claim his benefits.

The sudden kiss made Leng Yiru's eyes widen. She knew she should push away, but she closed her eyes unconsciously.

She misses him.

Let her be willful again!
There was no rejection as imagined, a trace of tenderness flashed across Xiao Linghan's eyes, he closed his eyes, deeply absorbing the woman's fragrance.

The big hand began to move down slowly, Leng Yiru suddenly woke up, and hastily pushed Xiao Linghan away forcefully, his chest heaving continuously.

enough.

One kiss is enough.

She can no longer be willful.

The welfare was interrupted, Xiao Linghan frowned slightly, looked at Leng Yi's misty eyes, and slightly parted his thin lips, "Ah Ru, you still love me, stay and be the mistress of the Xiao family."

Stay and be the mistress of the Xiao family!
One sentence made Leng Yiru's nose sour and almost shed tears.

Looking at the man in front of her with watery eyes, she wanted to nod and say yes.

However, she can't.

Leng Yiru shook her head, took a step back, and hardened her heart: "No, I still love you, Xiao Linghan, I will never love you again."

"Don't love me? What does that kiss mean?"

Xiao Linghan's blood was churning, and he approached Leng Yiru step by step, "Could it be that you can kiss every student you have taught?"

"That kiss is just a kiss, Xiao Linghan, we are all adults, you won't be so conservative."

Leng Yiru raised her chin, showing disdain.

"you"

Xiao Linghan's complexion changed, he only felt that the energy and blood around his body were surging, and he didn't know whether it was because of being angry or something else.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, Xiao Linghan shook his body, put his left hand on his heart, his expression was ugly.

Leng Yiru was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to support him, his face was full of anxiety, "Xiao Linghan, what's wrong with you?"

His complexion looks so bad, could it be that the wound is uncomfortable?
But it's been a year, why is the wound still uncomfortable?

The woman's voice was full of anxiety, and her small face was full of genuine worry. Xiao Linghan curled his lips imperceptibly, and deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be weak.

"My chest is tight and I want to vomit."

It turns out that she cares about herself.

So what's the hypocrisy?

She has to stay by her side.

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