I Really Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone for the Protagonist

This is really an astonishing thing.

Li Yunlong said with a smile immediately: "Okay, let's go to a comfortable pool party first, and we'll make arrangements in advance in the evening."

"I want Han Xiaobing to see what it means to be very angry and helpless!"

Lin Feihang hung up the phone and drove in the direction of Han Xiaobing's house.

Strictly speaking, the two can still be regarded as neighbors.

After all, a long time ago, Han Xiaobing had a brief experience of spying on Lin Feihang.

This also made Lin Feihang's route to Han Xiaobing's home very clear.

Lin Feihang walked downstairs to her three-story villa, and then Lin Feihang made a phone call again.

When the phone was connected, Lin Feihang smiled and said, "Officer Han, I'm downstairs now, can you come down?"

"Huh? Are you so fast? Wait!"

There was surprise in Han Xiaobing's voice, she really didn't expect Lin Feihang to come to her home so soon, and she didn't call herself first.

Didn't Lin Feihang know that girls need to prepare when they go out?

Lin Feihang didn't intend to buy it at all, and complained: "Hey, Police Officer Han, I finally came to your house to look for you, and you turned me away, what a grievance. .”

"Officer Han, your lack of details has ruined a lot of my tenderness."

Han Xiaobing looked at himself in the mirror who hadn't put on makeup yet, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm still putting on makeup, you should come up first!"

"Yo."

Hearing these words, Lin Feihang instantly constructed Han Xiaobing's makeup appearance in his mind, and Lin Feihang instantly felt such a sense of joy.

Lin Feihang held back his smile and said, "That's fine, I have to pay my respects to what our tigress looks like when she puts on makeup."

"I don't know if I shaved off this beard, hahaha!"

Listening to the blind voice coming from the phone, Lin Feihang laughed and went in immediately.

The momentum of walking is quite like a man guarding the gate, and ten thousand men are not allowed to open.

Entering Han Xiaobing's villa, Lin Feihang, who has always been used to grandeur and wealth, has found it difficult to have any strange feelings about this ordinary villa.

Han Xiaobing's villa is quite satisfactory, only about 10 million yuan.

To Lin Feihang's disappointment, the Han Xiaobing he saw after he entered the second floor was not the Han Xiaobing he had imagined.

At this time, Han Xiaobing's makeup was exquisite, even if she had put on her makeup, it wouldn't be an exaggeration.

It's just that this woman's obsessive-compulsive disorder or something made her sit in front of the dressing table for a long time, refusing to stand up.

Lin Feihang thought that Han Xiaobing would turn into a colorful cat, but he didn't expect this tigress to have a certain level of make-up skills.

Lin Feihang smiled and said, "Tigress, what can I do for you?"

Lin Feihang felt as if he had returned to his own home. He didn't feel restrained at all, and he didn't look around. He walked lightly and came behind Han Xiaobing.

Lin Feihang supported the upper edge of the chair with both hands, while Han Xiaobing sat on the chair, and the light blue vanity mirror showed their complete appearance.

Women have exquisite makeup, and men are sunny and handsome.

Lin Feihang looked at Han Xiaobing in the mirror.

Han Xiaobing looked at Lin Feihang in the mirror.

The same vocabulary flashed in the hearts of the two of them, that is "good match"!

"Look what, do I have flowers on my face?"

Being looked at by Lin Feihang like this, Han Xiaobing felt uncomfortable, and his tone became more fierce, and he spoke.

Lin Feihang smiled slightly, but didn't care, and said, "I think I'm handsome."

"Hmph, smelly."

Han Xiao gave a cold snort, but instead of looking at himself in the mirror, he started picking up blush and applying makeup on his face.

Perhaps because there was a man behind him looking at him, Han Xiaobing's make-up was not so smooth.

I always feel that the temperature in the room is slowly rising.

Han Xiaobing's long black hair gave her a touch of girlish fragility.

Especially Han Xiaobing's skillful make-up at this time gave Lin Feihang an illusion, as if the person sitting in front of him was not a vigorous and vicious police officer, but just a beauty-loving, blue-hearted girl.

Han Xiaobing also likes beautiful ones.

May I ask which girl doesn't like to be pretty?

Although Han Xiaobing usually goes out without makeup, but her makeup technique is not unfamiliar at all.

One can imagine how much time this woman spent studying this kung fu in private.

The corners of Lin Feihang's mouth raised slightly, and Han Xiaobing's uncombed hair was lifted back, which immediately made the woman's unsmooth movements stiff.

"What are you doing?" Han Xiaobing asked nervously.

If it was in the past, she would have already passed with a military punch. This kind of prodigal son is simply what she hates the most!

But now, Han Xiaobing had no other thoughts except his nervousness.

Lin Feihang couldn't help but find it funny, and said disapprovingly: "I think your hair is very naughty, and you always like to run on your face. I will discipline it well and let you concentrate on makeup, wouldn't it be better?"

Han Xiaobing glanced at Lin Feihang suspiciously, seeing that Lin Feihang's eyes were clear and not showing any falsehood, he felt a little relieved.

Lin Feihang has already said so, if he said it again, he would appear to be haggling and making a fuss...

However, although Lin Feihang didn't think much about it, how could it be possible for Han Xiaobing to put on makeup indifferently like Lin Feihang?

At this moment, the man he likes is stroking his hair, which makes Han Xiaobing unable to calm down.

Han Xiaobing said immediately: "Okay, I've finished my makeup, so you don't have to touch my hair all the time."

Han Xiaobing had no choice but to finish in a hurry and stood up quickly.

Lin Feihang touched his nose, and said slowly: "Don't you think your hair is so smooth and feels good to the touch? What brand of shampoo do you use? Is it Rejoice?"

Han Xiaobing glared at Lin Feihang, then said angrily, "Then touch your own!"

After finishing speaking, Han Xiaobing took the bag beside him and walked towards the restaurant.

Seeing this, Lin Feihang immediately asked, "You haven't eaten yet? Why are you getting up so late?"

Han Xiaobing didn't stop walking, he directly filled the porridge and said, "Last night I suffered from insomnia, and today is a rare holiday, so I don't want to get up."

"Would you like to eat some together?"

Han Xiaobing looked at Lin Feihang and asked again.

Lin Feihang shook his head and said with a smile: "I have eaten just now, my diet is very healthy, I think you can eat it."