Chapter 81 The Little Secretary Has A Bad Temper
Looking at this face that he had seen through perspective not long ago, Lang Zimiu didn't show any strange expression.
He reached out and gently touched the small scar extending from the left corner of Fang Qingqing's mouth with his thumb. As a result, Fang Qingqing reacted greatly, her delicate body trembled violently, and her tightly closed beautiful eyes and eyelids trembled slightly. twitch.
Lang Zimiu couldn't help but have a soft color in his eyes when he looked at her like this.
This scar can be said to be a failure, and it has turned her originally stunning appearance into a few flaws.
But it's actually not that exaggerated. It can even be said to have a strange sense of beauty.
It fits her identity as a killer, and she looks very dangerous.
After admiring it for a moment, Lang Zimiu came back to his senses and said softly:
"I can try to see if I can help you repair this scar. Are you willing to give it a try?"
Hearing this, Fang Qingqing opened her beautiful eyes in disbelief and looked at Lang Zimiu.
While I couldn't believe it, I also had expectations in my heart.
The heartbeat accelerated slightly.
There is no woman in the world who does not love beauty, not to mention that she is a woman who has been praised for her beauty since she was a child. Naturally, she cannot accept this sudden scar, and it may even become a heartache that cannot be erased throughout her life.
Now that Lang Zimiu said he could help her repair it, how could she not look forward to it? Unmoved.
"Really...really?"
She asked with trembling beautiful eyes, looking into Lang Zimiu's eyes.
She felt it as soon as the words fell.
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"Of course it's true. My Kung Fu is extremely pure and yang, with the power of Heavenly Yang. I think repairing this small scar shouldn't be a big problem." Lang Zimiu smiled lightly, held her chin with his middle finger, and used Fidgeting with her thumbs, she continued:
"Even if it can't be repaired, as long as you work by my side, sooner or later I will find a way to help you repair it."
Fang Qingqing's face became even more moved when she heard this. She had tried various methods over the years, but none of them could be repaired because this was not an ordinary scar, but a scar caused by a special weapon.
"But, I quite like your distinctive little scar. It makes your mouth look bigger and more beautiful."
Suddenly, Lang Zimiu changed the subject, narrowed his eyes slightly, and had another idea.
Fang Qingqing's originally moved and excited expression suddenly froze when she heard this, and there was a surge of embarrassment on her face, feeling that Lang Zimiu was just playing tricks on her.
He was just teasing her about her sadness. How could such a scar look good?
She grabbed Lang Zimiu's hand that was playing with her, pulled Lang Zimiu's hand out, and bit her lower lip with a look of embarrassment and resentment.
He immediately stood up and turned around to leave.
"Hey, look at your little temper."
Lang Zimiu plays with taste.
"let me go!"
"It's true that you saved me."
"I have no obligation and no need to be teased by you anymore. I don't want to be your secretary anymore. Let me go!"
Suddenly, she suddenly turned into a little pepper, struggling in Lang Zimiu's arms, feeling extremely aggrieved.
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"I didn't say I wouldn't fix it for you?"
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