Elio crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, glanced at the two of them casually, and chuckled to Shen Zhiyi, "When did Lilina have someone else's baby?"
He and Li Heng met eyes.
There seemed to be a flash of lightning, crackling between the two of them.
Li Heng had an ugly expression.
"Brother!" Shen Zhiyi grumbled lightly and supported his forehead.
"This is my brother, Elio." She reached out and gently pinched the back of Li Heng's hand under the table, saying softly, "Don't talk nonsense."
He turned around and introduced Elio: "Brother Elio, this is Li Heng."
"My...friend."
Her cheeks felt slightly hot, and she didn't know how to define her relationship with Li Heng.
elder brother?
friend?
A flash of surprise crossed Li Heng's eyes, but he quickly frowned again.
He held out his hand to Elio.
But an alarm sounded in my heart.
He is her brother who is overseas and has no blood relationship with her.
"It turns out to be my brother." He straightened his lips and added subtle emphasis to the word "brother", his eyes still scrutinizing.
Elio fixed his emerald eyes on him and reached out his hand to shake his.
Both of them used their strength.
On the surface, basic etiquette is maintained.
[Does a handshake have to last this long? ]
Shen Zhiyi looked at Li Heng, then at Elio, feeling strange.
Li Heng paused, loosened his hand, a glimmer flashed in his eyes behind the lenses, and he naturally pulled out a chair and sat down next to Shen Zhiyi.
"I'm sorry, I've never heard the baby mention you, so I didn't recognize you. Sorry."
There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
He reached out and pushed up his glasses.
Elio narrowed his eyes, quickly understanding the deeper meaning behind his words. He slowly took a sip of coffee and said, "Normal."
"Only those who are important to Lilina would mention us to her."
"It seems that you haven't reached that point yet."
He put down his coffee, a smile in his eyes.
“But baby,” he turned to Shen Zhiyi, put away his smile, and a look of disapproval flashed in his eyes, “Friends should still keep a distance, how can you let him call you baby?”
"Don't do that next time."
Shen Zhiyi opened his lips.
How can I explain this...?
Li Heng had a gloomy face and a sinister look.
A bony hand slowly climbed up Shen Zhiyi's fingertips and palm under the table, stretched out the gaps between her five fingers, and held her tightly.
Fingers interlocked.
Shen Zhiyi's cheeks flushed slightly, and she just lowered her head and said "hmm" softly.
"I know, brother."
She picked up the coffee with her free hand and took a sip, trying to hide her feelings.
[My brother is still here, how dare he be so intimate...]
[Li Heng, if you can hear what I am saying, please let me go.]
Li Heng ignored him and held on tighter.
He even used his thumb to stroke the back of her hand and wrist bones.
The rough fingertips were covered with thin calluses, which aroused a tingling sensation.
Shen Zhiyi’s grip on the coffee cup tightened.
His ears turned red.
Li Heng pursed his lips, his cold eyes passing through the glasses and landing on Elio's face. He said casually, "If you can call me that, then you're definitely not just an ordinary friend."
"Brother, you're getting old, right? I wonder if young people these days like to play something more obscure and exciting."
“It’s called interest.”
“Puff——” Shen Zhiyi almost spit out a mouthful of coffee.
Elio's expression froze for a moment.
He pulled out a piece of paper and was about to help Shen Zhiyi wipe her mouth, but Li Heng took it naturally.
"Don't bother me, brother." He said politely.
He turned his head and gently pressed Shen Zhiyi’s lips to help her wipe off the coffee stains.
His expression and movements were all gentle.
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