Could it be that this gift was sent by Lin Jingyuan?

But it shouldn't be, I've never heard of this Lin Jingyuan.

Even if he wants to give a gift, it should be for his mother, not for himself.

Thinking so, Lin Jingxian took out the head, and pressed a letter underneath the head.

Lin Jingxian didn't suspect that someone was playing a prank or murdering her at this time, so she directly took out the letter, and with the crisp sound of the paper opening, Lin Jingxian saw a good hand.

One stroke at a time, with a fluency like a river pouring out, on the edge of the paper, there is a line of words: "I hope to be well, wait for my return." ”

There are not many words, but there is a strong relationship in it, if you don't know what people have seen, most of them will think that it is some old lover of Lin Jingxian, and the things and letters sent by them.

Lin Jingxian's eyebrows were twisted together, she was not happy to receive such a valuable gift at all, and there was only an inexplicable anxiety in her heart, she wanted to know, who was this!

Why would you send something like this to yourself?

In my previous life, there didn't seem to be such a thing...... Maybe there was, but she didn't see it...... Thinking of this, Lin Jingxian's face turned cold again.

Lin Jingxian didn't think wrong, in her previous life, she did receive exactly the same congratulatory gift, but the concierge was directly given to Cheng Zhixiao, and Cheng Zhixiao didn't let Lin Jingxian see this thing at all.

Lin Jingxian kept frowning and wondering where this thing came from.

When it was time to go to bed, Cheng Zhijun pushed open the door and walked in, and saw Lin Jingxian with a sad face.

Cheng Zhijun's eyes glanced at the box and saw the face.

A trace of fluctuation flashed in his eyes like a deep pool, and this fluctuation blurred little by little, and when he spoke, his voice was cold: "Who sent this thing?" ”

Cheng Zhijun didn't even realize that he was unconscious. There was already some questioning in his tone.

It stands to reason that he doesn't need to do this to Lin Jingxian at all.

Lin Jingxian interacted with anyone, as long as he didn't interfere with him, he could ignore it.

But at this time, I looked at Lin Jingxian's soulless appearance. And it should be a gift from a man, Cheng Zhijun's mood was a little unhappy, and when he asked, his attitude was not so kind.

What's more, he himself is a cold and arrogant person. Isn't he a gentle gentleman at all?

Lin Jingxian came back to her senses, didn't notice Cheng Zhijun's unhappiness, packed up all the things, and then put the box into the cabinet.

The source of this thing is unknown, Lin Jingxian feels that she should be careful to collect it, if she knows who sent it one day, she can return it if it is inconvenient to accept it.

To be able to give such a thing to herself, it will never be someone who has nothing to do with her, and that sentence of return, which proves that she and the owner of this gift. Sooner or later, we will meet.

Lin Jingxian has always believed that no merit will be lost, who knows what kind of heart the person who gives gifts to himself is.

There is no good thing about pies in this world, someone will send such a good thing for no reason, maybe it is a weasel to the chicken New Year's greetings, if this thing is not collected, it will not go back in the future, and it is indispensable to take a short hand.

Lin Jingxian thought simply, but Cheng Zhijun saw Lin Jingxian put things away seriously, and his face turned slightly dark.

"Who sent it?" Cheng Zhijun finally couldn't help but ask again, and a deep voice sounded in the room.

Lin Jingxian was suddenly pulled back to reality from her thoughts by this voice. She frowned and said, "I don't know." ”

That's true, Lin Jingxian really doesn't know where this thing came from.

But these words fell on Cheng Zhijun's ears, coupled with Lin Jingxian's expression, which made Cheng Zhijun mistaken. thought that Lin Jingxian didn't want to tell herself that this thing was the way to come, and even had some impatience.

His eyes sharpened, stared at the cabinet that had been closed by Lin Jingxian twice, and then began to take off his coat expressionlessly.

Before Lin Jingxian could get into bed, Cheng Zhijun was already lying outside the bed.

Lin Jingxian saw Cheng Zhijun like this, and there was something strange. But she pondered in her heart, maybe Cheng Zhijun was angry because of Lin Jingyue's words in the daytime, right? She said, well, where would there be a man who didn't care about this.

Cheng Zhijun's indifferent look during the day was mostly because he was embarrassed to show it in the Lin Mansion, right? After all, showing any dissatisfaction is equivalent to telling others that he cares about what Lin Jingyue says, that is, admitting in disguise that what Lin Jingyue said is not groundless.

Lin Jingxian thought about it, feeling that she had guessed Cheng Zhijun's thoughts.

So he glanced at Cheng Zhijun with a look full of compassion and sympathy, this Cheng Zhijun is also a pitiful, not to mention that he has such a problem.

In this way, Lin Jingxian could understand when she saw Cheng Zhijun's gloomy expression, but she was embarrassed to provoke Cheng Zhijun, so she had to take off her clothes by herself.

Lin Jingxian always felt that there was a gaze looking at her, she glanced at the bed, but saw Cheng Zhi looking at the position on the top of the bed, and didn't look at her at all.

Lin Jingxian said secretly, Xu is nervous, Cheng Zhijun is an inhumane person, what is the use of looking at himself?

So Lin Jingxian turned around and put the coat she had just taken off on the screen.

Cheng Zhijun's night-like eyes moved slightly, and fell on Lin Jingxian, who was only wearing underwear.

is already a fifteen-year-old girl, although her figure has not fully grown, but she is also graceful and graceful.

Cheng Zhijun's gaze deepened.

Lin Jingxian suddenly turned her head, the eyes of the two people met in the air, Cheng Zhijun was arrested, and both of them were embarrassed for a moment.

Cheng Zhijun took the lead in moving his gaze, and his gaze was calm and composed, as if the person peeking was not him at all.

Lin Jingxian saw that Cheng Zhijun's expression was indifferent and calm, and sighed secretly, she was very nervous, how could she think of Cheng Zhijun's gaze as hot? Could it be that I really think the same as the old lady, I will miss a man after being lonely for a long time?

Thinking of this possibility, Lin Jingxian shook her head wildly in her heart at the moment.

When Lin Jingxian walked to the bed, Cheng Zhijun had already closed her eyes and was breathing evenly, she couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth, he fell asleep so quickly?

It seems that she is really nervous, Cheng Zhijun has no interest in her at all, let alone any ideas.

How did Lin Jingxian know that this person who practices martial arts can adjust his breathing.

(To be continued.) )