Miyamoto Lin looked at her with a leisurely look: "Really, then why don't you dare to look at me?"

He reached out and picked up her chin, his eyes became deep, Cao Qian shook involuntarily, his eyes avoided, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Sure enough, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her fiercely, his teeth biting her lips, his kissing skills suddenly became stiff, she felt a numb pain, and pushed his chest with her hand, but he grabbed it in her hand and couldn't move.

He pushed her down on the bed, rudely ripped off her clothes, which had become broken pieces of fabric, and he almost bit her skin with his teeth, not gentle at all, as if he was trying to hurt her.

Cao Qian closed her eyes in fear, thinking that she might live such a day every day in the future, she trembled with fear, feeling that her future was dark, but for her own purposes, she bit her lip fiercely and endured everything that made her feel uncomfortable.

When it was over, she was almost dying, and Miyamoto sat up from her and slowly put on his clothes.

"You're already mine, don't put on this widow's face all day long!

He threw his clothes her body and pulled her up from the bed: "Look at me!"

Cao Qian silently lowered his head and sobbed in a low voice, but he refused to look up at him.

He had no choice but to put his hand around her jaw and force her to look at him.

His eyes became deep, and there seemed to be other emotions hidden in his narrow eyes, which were unpredictable, like a deep whirlpool.

"Cao Qian, I know you love him, is it worth it for him?" he said quietly.

Cao Qian was silent, his eyes evading.

"Hmph," he sneered disdainfully, "I'm helping you by making you mine, you know?"

"Help me, you killed Lisen!" she said, her eyes full of hatred.

"I didn't kill him, that's what Xiang Yin Cheng did," he sneered, "Xiang Yin Cheng is bent on taking revenge, and his father is already a little dissatisfied with him, originally I quite liked Li Sen's ability, but ...... It's a shame, isn't it?"

"If it weren't for your help, how could he have died!Miyamoto Rin, you ......"

He placed his index finger in front of his mouth and made a quiet gesture: "Shhh, it's too late to say this." ”

Cao Qian lowered his voice: "You said that you would help me avenge Li Sen, don't regret it!"

He got dressed slowly, leaned on the edge of the bed, and looked at her lazily: "I won't regret it, because I have long wanted to kill Xiang Yin......"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he immediately regained his gentleness: "Cao Qian, letting you stay by my side is protecting you, Xiang Yin Cheng likes to kill everything the most, he wants to kill Xiang Yuan's daughter, even if someone protects him, he will kill the people related to her, understand? So I can't stop Xiang Yin Cheng from hurting Qin Xiayi, because he won't listen to me at all, even my father has no way to ......take him."

Cao Qian was stunned: "Your father?"

She had learned about Miyamoto Wusuke's background from Qin Xiayi, so she knew some information, if she could follow Miyamoto Lin into that organization, so that she could contact more people, although it was dangerous, but in order to avenge Li Sen's revenge, she did not hesitate......

She didn't know that she would react so much to Li Sen's death, and now she realized that she would love him for so long, and even she couldn't deal with it calmly like Qin Xiayi, but lost her mind and wanted revenge.

This may be a turning point in Cao Qian's fate, many years later, she asked herself, if she did not regret the move she made at that time, she would still choose the original decision.

I don't know who told Miyamoto about Lin and Cao Qian to Miyamoto Wusuke, he called Miyamoto Lin back overnight, although he didn't react much on the surface, but Miyamoto Lin knew his character well, the more calm he became, the more turbulent it was.

He was wearing a black kimono with a light gold belt around his waist and a pigtailed hairstyle, and he was waiting for Miyamoto to arrive with his eyes down.

Two women in kimono with plain makeup served the teapot for Miyamoto Wusuke and poured tea for him personally, but as soon as he put the teacup right, he took it away, only to see him wave his hand and tell the two women to go out.

Two women stood outside the Mugela Gate, standing respectfully there, steaming hot from the lid of the teapot on the tatami wooden platform.

Gosuke Miyamoto is sitting upright on the ground, his hands on his thighs, his eyes closed, smelling the fragrance of tea.

A figure appeared on the translucent camphor paper, and then there was a sound of footsteps, the Mugela door was opened, and Miyamoto Lin changed into a kimono, his expression was as usual, but his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

"You're here?"

Gosuke Miyamoto's eyes were still closed, and when he heard his footsteps, he greeted him.

Miyamoto answered, walked up to him, and sat down next to him.

He opened his cloudy eyes, cleared his throat, reached out and picked up the teapot, poured him a cup of tea himself, and handed it to him.

Seeing this, Miyamoto Lin was very flattered, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the teacup: "What is my father calling me back for in a hurry...... Ahh

He exclaimed, the tea he had just poured was very hot, and it passed directly through the teacup to his fingers, and he immediately put the teacup back when it was hot.

"Take it!"

Gosuke Miyamoto's voice was deep and very majestic.

He didn't dare to speak, so he had to silently hold the hot teacup and sit upright, outsiders thought that he didn't have anything unusual, but only he knew that his fingers were about to burn his skin.

"I called you back, don't you know what I mean?"

Miyamoto lowered his head and held the teacup tremblingly: "...... Know. ”

Miyamoto Wusuke looked a little impatient, and he knocked on the table: "I asked you to take over Veya, not for you to go to any auction!

His eyes were extremely sharp, as if he wanted to see Miyamoto Lin through.

Miyamoto Lin pretended to be calm: "Father, I like her, besides...... She's already my woman. ”

He had the courage to say this, and his heart was ready to be punished, but Miyamoto Gosuke didn't speak, he didn't get angry, he just stared at him quietly, and the kind of look in his eyes would make him feel frightened from childhood to adulthood, fear for no reason.

"Father, I ......"

He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to defend himself, but a pair of eyes from Gosuke Kamiyamoto immediately lowered his head.

"You're getting more and more disappointed in me, Lin. ”

Gosuke Miyamoto opened the lid of the teapot and poured it on the top of Miyamoto's head, boiling hot water pouring from his scalp into his clothes.