Lin Kun looked at the cold and beautiful face opposite him and couldn't help but frown. He had a disturbing feeling that this girl was really haunted. She is sitting here, obviously on purpose, because there are many empty seats next to her. She obviously has no dealings with him, and it can even be said that she has a deep hatred, but she actually takes the initiative to sit across from him. It seems that the person who came here is evil. But it is undeniable that the girl is really beautiful, but she gives people a feeling of coldness in the twelfth lunar month of winter, when the north wind blows heavy snow, which really corresponds to her surname, Leng. Leng Ying sat opposite Lin Kun, with a sullen face and said nothing. He just stared at her fiercely. After yesterday's experience, Leng Ying also understood that it was unwise to speak. Arguing with Lin Kun was asking for trouble. eat. This guy has a shameless and nasty mouth that scares both gods and ghosts. Therefore, Leng Ying remained silent. This was a silent struggle. She held up a large vegetable bun stuffed with chives and eggs in her hand. She stared at Lin Kun and took a bite. Lin Kun was worried that she would bite him. fingers. The smell of vegetable and meat buns filled the air, and Lin Kun couldn't help but frown. This thing tastes delicious to himself, but when others eat it and smell it, it's a different feeling. She is here to cause trouble for Lin Kun. It is best to kill him with her eyes. As for her purpose, Lin Kun had no idea at all. She looked like a angry girl. She said she wanted to avenge Du Xinrui, but she didn't take any concrete actions. At most, she would cynicize Lin Kun every time they met and use a curse word. She hadn't heard anything, and there was no sign of taking action. She couldn't possibly want to curse herself at close range, right? Lin Kun doesn¡¯t understand, and I¡¯m afraid only Leng Ying knows it, but Lin Kun has a vague feeling that this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface, and she and Du Xinrui must have something up their sleeve. However, this move was cruel enough now. Lin Kun looked at a beautiful woman in front of him, glaring at him angrily, holding a big vegetable steamed bun in his hand, chewing on it without caring about the image, and the leeks stuck to his teeth. , but she ignored it and burped from time to time, leaving Lin Kun extremely speechless. Lin Kun couldn't help it anymore. Leng Ying didn't speak, she just disgusted him and made him feel awkward all over. He couldn't help but speak first: "Sister, there are so many empty seats in this cafeteria. Could you please move and find another one?" Is this a good place?" Leng Ying rolled her eyes at him and continued to nibble on the buns, ignoring him at all. Lin Kun was secretly angry, and the bitch started to get angry: "I said, did your aunt just leave, bleeding too much, and feeling empty? "That's why I'm looking for you?" This shameless bitch came again. He really dared to say anything. The girl's aunt also spoke freely without any hesitation. Leng Ying was very angry. , really wanted to spit on his face, she said angrily: "I'm happy, you can't control it!" Hey, Lin Kun smiled, as the saying goes, I can hide if I can't offend him, but at this time Lin Kun didn't want to Hiding, he really wanted to see, Leng Ying always targeted him, what exactly did she want to do, did she really think she could make him sick, and her eyes could kill him? I'm not leaving yet, I've been spending time with you. Facing the annoyed Leng Ying, Lin Kun smiled and said: "Hey, you have a bad temper. I dare you. This is your aunt who is here. She has dysmenorrhea, right? People with dysmenorrhea. "I'm so angry." "Fart!" Leng Ying was furious and cursed: "Do you think I'm willing to look at you?" "I'm annoyed?" Lin Kun immediately opened his eyes and scratched his head and analyzed: "Generally before the aunt comes, there will be a feeling of abdominal distension, which is most likely to cause a woman to feel depressed." Leng Ying was completely crazy. This guy said three sentences in total, none of which left his aunt, and he seemed to understand very well. He also knew that he would have abdominal distension before coming, abdominal pain when coming, and anemia after leaving. He said it as if he was also visiting his aunt. Leng Ying glared at him fiercely, took the initiative to push a large vegetable bun on the plate in front of Lin Kun, and said: "Give you a bun, stop your mouth. By the way, stretch out your hand." "What do you mean?" Lin Kun was slightly startled, but he looked at the buns and saw that there was something in them, but he still couldn't get enough of the noodles. But why should he stretch out his hand? Lin Kun was puzzled, but he heard Leng Ying say: "Put it out so that I can chop it off." Lin Kun was so frightened that he quickly retracted his thief's claws and didn't even dare to take the bun. Leng Ying looked at it, and his face immediately changed. He sneered and said: "Are you a man? Don't you even dare to stretch out your hands? But you should know best what evil things you have done with your hands, right?" Huh? Lin Kun was stunned, what do you mean, this matter is also related to the dignity of men, so who is afraid of whom? He was most afraid of being provoked by others, so he immediately slapped his right hand on the table. As for what evil deeds this hand had done, he had not yet remembered. What¡¯s even more strange is that Leng Ying actually took out a piece of ink pad from the small bag she carried with her, which is the same piece of ink pad used by Hollywood stars to stamp their palms and footprints on the Walk of Fame.?, she grabbed Lin Kun's wrist and pressed his hand on the ink pad. His palm print was immediately visible and completely copied in the ink pad. "What are you doing? Are you trying to get my fingerprints to do something bad?" Lin Kun asked deliberately. Leng Ying ignored him at all. She still grabbed his wrist, took out a piece of ink pad, put Lin Kun's index finger, middle finger, and ring finger together, and pressed it down. Then, she put away the two pieces of ink pad, stood up and left without saying anything. Lin Kun was confused. What on earth was she trying to do? Why did she need to take her own palm prints? Especially the second one. She only got three of her fingers. She couldn't really use her fingerprints and palm prints to commit a crime and put the blame on herself. Bar? But Lin Kun thought about it carefully and found that the possibility was unlikely. In this day and age, everything must be evidenced. Simple fingerprints and handprints are no longer intuitive evidence of guilt. What¡¯s more, there must be a motive and proof of presence when committing a crime. So what was she going to do? She couldn't make a model according to her palm, and then go back and touch her own face. Could it be that she was secretly in love with herself Thinking of the mold, Lin Kun suddenly froze. He also recalled what Leng Ying had just said, saying that he knew best what evil deeds he had done with this hand. Lin Kun¡¯s hand is usually used to hold pens, chopsticks, scratch fans, and rub it. What else does it do? Something evil? The only evil thing related to this hand is Du Xinrui. At that time, he used this hand to destroy Du Xinrui's true body. The most important thing was those three fingers. Lin Kun used these three fingers to bring Du Xinrui continuous high dynasties Is she really going to use it to do this? In reverse, he had seen Du Xinrui carrying a vibrator with him a few days ago. He wanted to enjoy the pleasure of Gao Chao all the time. He was obviously addicted to Gao Chao. Could it be that she still misses her fingers, and only his fingers can carry them? Will you be as happy as before?