Leng Yihuang inadvertently highlighted these three words, and looked at her with dark eyes meaningless, the condescending sense of oppression made Lin Xiaomi's body tense up suddenly.
As if he had done something wrong, he couldn't control his guilty conscience.
He confessed on his own initiative: "Don't look at me like that, I have nothing to do with him, really nothing to do with him."
Leng Yihuang let go of the hand that was restraining her, and his soft fingertips slid across her cheeks lightly. That careless movement was like surrendering without a fight. Lin Xiaomi felt like a poisonous snake was facing her Spit letter.
She hurriedly explained: "Believe me, I really have nothing to do with him anymore, I hate him to death!"
Leng Yihuang said lazily: "Tang Fengmo said, Xue Haolin is very concerned about your safety now, and is asking for news about you everywhere. How do you feel after hearing this? Are you very moved, eh?"
The old and dull voice raised slightly, which made Lin Xiaomi's whole body tremble uncontrollably.
Shaking his head vigorously: "No! No! Really not! When he hurt me back then, why didn't he have the slightest bit of compassion for me? Now it's too late for cats to cry and pretend to be merciful. How can I be moved? They Killed my dearest grandmother, I will never forgive them! Really, really!!"
Leng Yihuang looked at her steadily, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to look into her heart in an instant.
Seeing the determination in her eyes, he stretched out his hand to wipe off the silver mask, and said in a disgusted tone, "It's really true, what are you excited about, spit on my face."
Lin Xiaomi had an idea: "Then you take it off, and I'll wash it for you..." She met his eyes, her eyes flashed, her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she swallowed it between her lips.
Leng Yihuang looked at her with an evil smile, lowered his body slightly, covering her body completely, and his solid chest depicted her exquisite and delicate body.
Lin Xiaomi trembled slightly, and heard him ask in his ear: "What kind of wind is the wind beside the pillow? I'm a little curious, let me feel it."
Lin Xiaomi was speechless, she dared not look into his eyes, this damn Tang Fengmo, why should he report so carefully!
"I, I was just joking." Lin Xiaomi blushed with shame, reached out to push his chest, and Leng Yihuang turned over and lay on the side.
She just wanted to get up when his slender and powerful arms wrapped around her waist.
"you… "
"Hush, don't talk, lie down with me for a while." Leng Yihuang said lazily, closing his eyes, and soon his breathing became even.
Lin Xiaomi lay obediently beside him, listening to his even breathing, and when she turned her head, she saw the silver mask with a strange light.
He must have fallen asleep, they are so close, she only needs to reach out and gently pick it off, and she can see the true face under his mask.
But…
Lin Xiaomi stretched out his hand hesitantly, but his fingers stopped two centimeters away from him.
He said that marrying him might have opened a Pandora's box. She didn't know what he meant by that, but did she mean that by taking off his mask
She was a little flustered.
She quickly withdrew her hand, closed her eyes, upset and extremely annoyed!
Who is this person, what is the purpose of marrying her
...
Wen Jing opened the door and looked at Lin Qingtian outside the door, she was overjoyed.
"Qingtian, you haven't come here for a long time." Wen Jing happily welcomed him into the room, and leaned over to take out his slippers.
Lin Qingtian looked at her indifferently, with some impatience between his brows: "Did you find Xiaomi?"
The smile on Wen Jing's face was slightly stiff.
He hadn't come here for a long time, but the first thing he asked was Lin Xiaomi, and he didn't even notice her pale and sickly face.
But with the lessons learned from last time, even if she was dissatisfied, she dared not speak out.
Poured him a cup of tea, and said obediently: "Not yet, I don't know where she has gone, the phone is not connected, and there is no one at home. I go to her apartment every day, but she has never gone back."
"Since there is no news, what did you ask me to do?" Lin Qingtian shouted impatiently, got up and was about to go out.
Wen Jing hugged his waist from behind: "Qingtian, don't go! Can you stay tonight? You haven't been here for a long time. I miss you so much, and I still have something to say to you. "
As she spoke, Wen Jing's pale face was slightly blush.
But before she had time to speak, Lin Qingtian had already mercilessly opened her hand, turned around and looked at her coldly: "When you find Xiaomi, tell me about it."
Wen Jing seemed to be thrown into a basin of cold water by someone: "Is there really nothing else between us except Xiaomi? I know you are anxious, but I have tried my best. Xiaomi herself disappeared, what can I do! "
Lin Qingtian looked at her coldly: "I let you stay by her side just to let you look at her. You can't even look at anyone, so what's the use of you!"
Lin Qingtian left the apartment without looking back, leaving Wen Jing standing blankly at the entrance, she yelled frantically: "Ah!!!"
Why is there only one Lin Xiaomi in his eyes and heart? She has been by his side for so many years, what the hell is she! What kind of!
Wen Jing turned her head blankly, looking at the diagnosis and treatment manual and the test sheet inside which she deliberately placed on the table.
She was deliberately placed in the most conspicuous place, but he still couldn't see it, because he didn't care if she was sick or not.
Wen Jing slowly opened the test sheet inside, and she just went to the hospital for an examination, and she was pregnant.
Originally, he wanted to give him a surprise, but now it seems that Lin Qingtian probably won't care.
With warm palms covering her lower abdomen, Wen Jing suddenly decided not to tell him.
She wanted a person to give birth to this child, an embryo, and he didn't have to if he said no, but if it was a living child, he couldn't let it go!
At this moment, the mobile phone on the side suddenly rang. Wen Jing looked at Lin Xiaomi's name in surprise, and immediately picked it up.
"Xiaomi?" Wen Jing asked tentatively.
"It's me, Wen Jing, I'm sorry, my phone ran out of battery before, and you called me a lot." Lin Xiaomi's voice came from the phone.
"Where did you go? I'm dying of panic! I run to your apartment every day, and if you don't call me, I'm going to call the police."
Lin Xiaomi was a little embarrassed: "Wen Jing, don't worry, I'm fine now, I can't say a word or two clearly, but I'm really fine, don't worry, I found someone who can help me get revenge."