"Don't be shy, I'm familiar with your whole body." Ling Yizhou pulled her hand away and said naturally.
Xia Lin couldn't resist his strength and could only protest verbally, "You give me a bath, why don't you give me clothes!"
"Sleeping is good for your health. I will ask Mrs. Huang to change the sheets every day."
"But I'm not used to it."
Ling Yizhou was stunned, "Not used to it? Well, I'll help you put on your pajamas next time."
"It's not that L is not used to sleeping..." Xia Lin suddenly lowered his head and looked, "Where are you putting your hands?" The hand that was placed on the waist just now has moved up and is still moving restlessly.
Ling Yizhou bit her ear, his voice was hoarse, and he told her in a very ambiguous voice: "I'm already very restrained without putting it in."
put in! Xia Lin's face was rubbed by him, and it's still sore now! Just when I was about to scold him, my stomach growled a few times.
Ling Yizhou reluctantly let her go, "I left some food for you, go downstairs and have some."
Xia Lin wanted to eat, but now he was too tired to move. He was like a crazy big boy just now, so crazy.
He immediately looked at him with a very indignant look, "My feet are a little numb..."
A big palm immediately stretched out from her feet and massaged her gently.
But this thing that was originally very comfortable, Xia Lin tightly covered her eyes, "You... can you get dressed and get up again!"
He was leaning over to rub her feet in a way that made people's blood rush. Is this really okay
Twenty minutes later, both of them put on their pajamas. Ling Yizhou brought the noodles directly from downstairs because Xia Lin was too tired to move.
Xia Lin was almost suffering from indigestion as he watched her eat one bite after another. However, as the food was not something she could afford, she ended up gorgeously ignoring him and filling her stomach.
"Is it delicious?" Ling Yizhou took away the bowl in her hand and took out a tissue.
Xia Lin nodded, "Everything Mrs. Huang makes is delicious."
"It's midnight. Mrs. Huang went to bed early and won't cook noodles for you." Ling Yizhou looked at her steadily.
Xia Lin was frightened. Could it be... Could it be that the large bowl of noodles she just ate was cooked by the great master Ling Yizhou himself
No wonder I just kept watching her eat it and asked if it was delicious.
Xia Lin opened her mouth in an O shape and subconsciously reached out to take the tissue in his hand.
Ling Yizhou dodged his hand, kissed the corner of her mouth, and then licked his tongue, "It does taste good. My skills are better than yours."
"You actually know how to cook noodles?" Xia Lin automatically ignored his subsequent words that disparaged her cooking skills.
"Well, if there is no food in the future, we will starve to death." Ling Yizhou teased a few words and stretched out his hand again.
Xia Lin quickly shrank back into the quilt. Ling Yizhou was almost inhuman on the bed. He was almost a god, as if that wasn't enough.
"If you dare to touch me tonight, I will break off our relationship with you!" She finished her harsh words and went to sleep peacefully.
The word "break up" is still very useful to Ling Yizhou. He tried it last time, although he suffered a big loss in Qingxianchi.
Sure enough, Ling Yizhou stopped messing around at night.
But Xia Lin woke up with a groan in the morning. She opened her eyes lazily like a cat, and suddenly realized that the one who made the moan was actually herself!
When Ling Yizhou saw that she had woken up, he started to work really hard, "My dear, the night is over, and it's morning now."
So don't be angry, it's not within the time limit to break up the relationship now.
Xia Lin was carried to have breakfast.
Yesterday they were carried upstairs, and today they were carried downstairs. Mrs. Huang, who was waiting for them to have breakfast downstairs, was smiling.
Mrs. Huang looked at Xia Lin and said, "Madam, you look really good today."
Have it? Xia Lin touched her face. Could it be that the redness just now hasn't faded yet
Ling Yizhou held her in his arms and sat down on his lap, admiring her face that turned pink after being loved by him, and smiled in a deep voice.
"You're still smiling!" Xia Lin reached for a stack of cakes, scooped out a spoonful of cream and stuffed it into his mouth.
Mrs. Huang said that Ling Yizhou hated sweet things the most, and cream was almost a forbidden item for him, so he almost never ate cakes.
After Xia Lin finished stuffing the cream into his mouth, she remembered what Mrs. Huang said.
There are always a lot of cakes for breakfast at home because she loves to eat them.
It didn't occur to me that he hated eating, so he just stuffed it casually.
Even Mrs. Huang couldn't help but feel nervous after seeing this scene.
Sure enough, Ling Yizhou frowned, his face immediately turned bad as his mouth was filled with cream.
"Sir, just vomit on the plate and I'll clean it up." Mrs. Huang said immediately.
"Isn't it..." Xia Lin wanted to apologize. Just like she never eats dog meat, it must be very uncomfortable for someone to stuff dog meat into her mouth.
However, before she could finish saying sorry, Ling Yizhou pinched her chin and fed it directly back to her. Finally, he forced her to swallow it and licked the corners of her mouth.
"Actually, if you eat it another way, the taste is acceptable." Ling Yizhou touched her lips and said.
Mrs. Huang has already hid in the kitchen.
It seems that in the future, cakes can only be eaten more and not less.
After breakfast, Ling Yizhou was sent away by the driver, and Xia Lin stretched.
Well, I'm not a suspect anymore, I feel refreshed.
But now I still feel heartbroken when I think of Chu Yan.
I looked up at home and suddenly realized that Yang Tong didn't seem to be here today.
"Sister-in-law Huang, didn't the boy come today?" Xia Lin called out to Mrs. Huang.
Mrs. Huang immediately wiped her hands and came out, "I haven't come here yet. This girl may have overslept. She stayed here until very late last night before leaving."
Xia Lin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
At this moment, on the way to Longkou Hotel, Ling Yizhou looked solemn.
A hint of excitement to find out the truth flashed across Wen Li's poker face, "Sir, this second investigation of Yang Tong found a time gap on her resume, where there was no trace of anyone between the ages of 12 and 15. At that time, our people thought that without information, there would be no doubts, but now it seems that there are many doubts."
"Where are the people?" Ling Yizhou said coldly.
"Already under control in Room 808 of Longkou Hotel, I will find a way to get her to tell everything."
Ling Yizhou's face suddenly shone with a light. This light was created by avenging Chu Yan and completely clearing Xia Lin's grievances.
Pushing open the door of 808, Ling Yizhou stood tall at the door and looked at Yang Tong who was tied to the chair.
The thin body is indeed only 17 years old, but now he wants to get the truth about Chu Yan's real death from this 17-year-old body!
"Who?" Yang Tong was not only tied up, but his eyes were also blindfolded. He couldn't see clearly who was coming.
"You can guess who I am." Ling Yizhou sat down on a chair some distance away from her.
"Mr. Ling? Help, Mr. Ling! These people suddenly tied me up. I don't know what happened. The kid is so scared..." Yang Tong suddenly called for help.
"That's enough, stop pretending."