He suppressed his smile, pulled her into his arms, and said in her ear: "Cao Qian, you and I are the same kind of people, rather than waiting for a man who doesn't belong to you, it's better to be with me!"

His lips were pressed to the pinna of her ear, his breathing was heavy, and his hands were tightly wrapped around her waist. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who's the same kind of people as you?!"

Cao Qianqi almost burst into a foul mouth, this Miyamoto Lin is not only thick-skinned, but also shameless! It really refreshed her cognition.

"I've investigated you a long time ago, you're an orphan, unfortunately, so am I, I understand your feelings, growing up in a family that is not related by blood, sending people under the fence, looking at people's eyes, it must be very uncomfortable, right?"

She sneered: "I think you are wrong, wrong! My adoptive parents are very good to me, and I love them very much, what happens to you does not mean that it will happen to me!"

"Let go of me!" she struggled, her mind full of desire to get out of here, but his strength was growing.

"Don't be angry," his fingers ran a cold touch over the corners of her eyes, "I mean...... You and I are both lonely. ”

His words lingered in her ears, and the word loneliness seemed to be imprinted on her heart.

"You're in love with a man you can't possibly fall in love with...... Listen to me and give up, otherwise, when the time comes, the most painful thing will be you......"

Miyamoto's voice seemed to come to her ears from afar, which made her a little trance-like.

"Cao Qian, don't be angry...... Stay with me, won't you?"

His hand was on her shoulder, and he leaned over to talk to her, strangely as if he had brought a power that she felt comfortable with.

Miyamoto straightened her face and made her look directly at him.

His eyes were so deep that she suddenly forgot where she was, and the voice in her ears gradually became softer, and even the slightest sound disappeared, leaving only his voice, which sounded unusually empty.

“…… We are the same kind of people...... Believe me. ”

His lips opened and closed with the voice, as if there was a magic power, so that Cao Qian couldn't feel the anger just now......

In a trance, she seemed to calm down, and his every move kept coming to her mind, and his eyes still made her unforgettable.

Until the last moment of her life, every word of Miyamoto Lin and his eyes, she still remembered it vividly.

Cao Qian...... Cao Qian?"

"Cao Qian, what's wrong with you?"

"Cao Qian, are you awake?"

“……”

Lissen sat at the head of the bed, putting his hand to her forehead, as if feeling the temperature.

Cao Qian woke up in a trance, her head was still groggy, she looked around, only to find that she was lying in a neat room.

"Where is this?"

"This is my residence. ”

The person who spoke was none other than Miyamoto Rin, who was now folding his legs, holding a coffee cup in one hand, and blowing softly.

"You ......"

Memories are like fragments, gradually spliced together, and she finally remembers everything that happened before, including her and Miyamoto Rin.

"Cao Qian, what's wrong with you?" Li Sen was a little surprised, "You've been asleep for a day." ”

"What?I slept all day?!"

She couldn't believe it and grabbed Li Sen's hand: "I...... I've been in the lounge since I'm drunk, how can I sleep that long?"

Li Sen looked at her calmly: "You just slept in the lounge, I knocked on the door for a long time, and you didn't answer." ”

This...... How can it be......

She looked at Miyamoto Lin, her eyes became cold, all this must have been his ghost!

"Miss Cao still doesn't seem to be recovering, let's lie down and continue to rest, I'll have something to deal with later, so I'll go first." ”

Miyamoto put down the cup, stood up, and smiled meaningfully at Cao Qian.

"I don't send it. Lissen said.

After Miyamoto Lin left, Cao Qian finally relaxed completely.

She grabbed Li Sen's hand, and her face turned a little pale: "Li Sen, that Miyamoto Lin drugged me in the wine, and when I went back to the lounge to fall asleep, he ...... Broke into my break room. ”

Hearing what she said, he was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Cao Qian bit her lip, but refused to say that the person she dreamed of was him, who knew that it would be Miyamoto Lin?

“…… Your lounge has been locked, and Miyamoto also left the restaurant after we finished eating, I woke up and knocked on your door and found that you were unconscious, so I had no choice but to call Miyamoto over. ”

After hearing what he said, Cao Qian's eyes widened in surprise, full of disbelief.

How could such a bizarre thing happen in this world?

Although she had a dream before, she did wake up and saw Miyamoto Lin, and pushed and quarreled with him for a few words, and even the content of the quarrel was still fresh in her memory, what the hell was going on?

"Are you sure Miyamoto didn't come to the restaurant after returning home?" she panicked.

"Hmm. ”

His face was calm, and he couldn't help frowning: "Cao Qian, are you sick?"

"I ...... I'm so good......"

With this question, Cao Qian also doubted himself.

Could it all be my own dream?

Miyamoto never entered her lounge, didn't hug her, and didn't say anything to her.

At night, there is a cool breeze.

Cao Qian wrapped his clothes tightly, came to the balcony, closed his eyes and began to empty himself.

"Miss Cao is so interested, let's come to enjoy the moon together?"

She turned her head to see that Miyamoto Lin was wearing a thin day dress, revealing a small part of her chest.

No matter what happened before, she was still full of disgust for this Miyamoto Rin.

"Hey, don't go!"

He grabbed her, a smile on his face.

"I find you to be haunted. She said coldly.

"What does that mean?"

She shook off his hand: "Chinese culture is broad and profound, you can slowly comprehend it yourself!"

He stopped her: "I want you to help me understand." ”

Cao Qian sneered: "I don't want to see you, hurry up and go away." ”

Miyamoto Lin was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "Miss Cao, I found you really interesting, I brought you to my house to let you have a good rest, and you actually asked me to leave? This is my room, where are you going?"

She gritted her teeth: "Okay, then I'll go, right?"

As soon as the words fell, she felt light, and with an exclamation, Miyamoto Lin picked her up and hugged her directly on his lap.

"Can't you just sit down and admire the moon together?"

"What do you say in Chinese, think of your relatives every festive season?"

In October, the full moon hangs on the branches.

"Put me down!"

He pressed her struggling hand and whispered, "Don't move, if you do, I can't guarantee that I will do anything to you......"