"do you like it?"
The girl's voice asked with a slight smile.
"..." The person being asked did not answer.
"Ah Chu?" the girl asked again patiently.
The person whose face was as red as blood raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with anger, and his lips were bitten with teeth marks, so he trembled his eyelashes from embarrassment: "Can you be quiet?"
"Huh?" The girl raised her eyebrows slightly.
The boy was sitting in front of the bed, his doll-like fair and delicate face was already covered with beautiful lust.
His eyes under the broken hair were clouded and chaotic, he gasped slightly and supported her shoulder, raised his eyes and stared at her silently.
The movement of the girl's hand stopped, "... big pig's trotter, if you dislike me, don't ask me to help."
In the boy's beautiful brown eyes, lust struggled.
The noble young master turned his head silently, stared at the piano in the corner, and slightly relaxed the white fingers holding the girl's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I don't dislike it."
"You won't let me talk."
"… you say."
"Is it comfortable?"
"..."
_
the next day.
Sure enough, the Lin family went to Linhai.
Yu Chu knew that they couldn't hold their breath. I have been coveting something for many years, and now I finally have some clues. In addition, the Lin family didn't doubt me, and I didn't expect that I would pass on false information, so I was easily hooked.
It's always easy to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.
The more the enemy thinks less of himself, the easier it is to plan.
Yu Chu watched them remove the things she left in the boat, and couldn't help curling his lips slightly and sneered.
…
On the way back, Lin Ning'er always felt that something was wrong. She looked back at the trunk and asked cautiously, "Dad, is there something wrong? If these things are really antiques, why have no one found them after so many years? This is too strange..."
"What do you know?" Father Lin, whose hobby is antique research, was triumphant. "Looking at the shape of that thing, can you tell that it is an antique? This ship has been abandoned for many years, and all the people who have been here are punks with no eyesight." Yes, didn't you see, there is still ash in the baby...someone even used it as an ashtray!"
Lin Ning'er was slightly relieved.
Mother Lin also had a happy expression on her face, "At first it was said that it was a bank deposit, but it turned out to be an antique. This is good, as long as you sell it, there will be no traces, and you don't have to worry about it, just in case that kid Chu Zhao sues us for stealing his money..."
Father Lin took a puff of cigarette, stretched out his hand to flick the ash out of the car window, narrowed his eyes and said, "... no, Chu Zhao still has to deal with it, these treasures are worth hundreds of millions, if he finds out, there will be trouble. "
"There's no label on the antique, who knows it's for him?" Mother Lin looked back at Lin Ning'er.
"No, we have to be careful." Lin's father was firm, "Chu Zhao doesn't know about this now, the baby is still ours, but if he finds out... that woman is willing to talk to him, who knows... can he ask?" There are no clues that are not good for us."
Mother Lin fell silent.
Lin Ning'er didn't speak either.
"Anyway, this kid has a mentally ill mother. It's easy to say he's mentally ill. We've raised him for so many years, so we're not afraid that we won't find a chance to do it." Father Lin made a final decision and reached out to flick the cigarette ash again.
_
After Yu Chu observed what was going on in the Lin family, he turned around and received a call from the awkward young master. After last night, this guy seemed to be more clingy. She had just left Chen's house for a few hours, and this guy had already called several times.
Yu Chu reluctantly picked up:
"ok, ok, I got it."