Lin Zhiwei followed Pei Xi into a building, which didn't look brand new, but it was clean and comfortable.

Pushing open the door, it was a two-room suite, the dishes on the table had been arranged in rows, Ling Ziheng was pouring wine, Pei Xi took the door and quietly withdrew.

Lin Zhiwei couldn't help but start sweeping, she really hasn't eaten and slept well in the past few days, it's just sleeping in the open, and now she feels powerless.

After eating and drinking, he collapsed on the sofa, just like he had in the apartment before, and sighed with satisfaction, "It's a good day like this, girl, military training in this ghost place, it's inhumane."

Ling Ziheng shook his head helplessly, sat beside her with the medicine box, and rolled up her trouser legs without saying anything.

Lin Zhiwei subconsciously dodged, but Ling Ziheng's strength made her unable to break free, just like when she saved Yin Mi'er from being injured before, she carefully helped her with medicine, re-bandaged it, and by the way, she shrunk her sleeves to check those new injuries.

After that, Lin Zhiwei leaned on him to adjust her posture comfortably, and picked out her favorite book from the sofa.

Ling Ziheng was still stroking her long hair, holding a project, and occasionally picking up a pen to draw in circles.

He looked at it seriously, but he felt that there was a gaze next to him that had been staring at him tightly, and the little girl didn't know when she changed her position and pillowed on his lap, so she stared at him with burning eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked with a chuckle.

"It's okay, because you're good-looking." Lin Zhiwei blurted out.

This is definitely not a compliment, Lin Zhiwei muttered in her heart, since she saw Ling Ziheng, she felt that she had already appreciated the peak of her appearance, even when she saw Aaron and Chu Xuan, she felt that it was not enough.

The man in front of him is too dazzling, whether it is the edges or eyebrows, even the shape of the lips are perfect and flawless, no wonder he is called his dear Nordic god on the Internet, if there is really a god in Nordics, it is probably like this for her dear family.

The more you look at it, the better it looks, and although Ling Ziheng's nose is straight, it is not as straight and stiff as that of Europeans, the bridge of his nose is soft and cold, and the entire jawline is handsome and delicate, but it does not look feminine.

The complexion is fair, typical of creamy skin, spotless.

Lin Zhiwei couldn't help but stretch out her hand and stroked the corner of her lips from the tip of her eyebrows, hey, why is it so attractive.

Ling Ziheng didn't interrupt her, since his wife was still satisfied with his face, he didn't mind being teased for a while.

"Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful!"

"It's better to take it off~." Ling Ziheng stared at her intently and spoke.

Lin Zhiwei had a black line on her face, talking about flirting, she was still shallow, and she was still ready to change the topic, "By the way, is Ling Zixiao injured?"

Ling Ziheng put down the plan in his hand when he heard this, and nodded, the little girl cut off all contact information here, naturally it was impossible to know, it must have been revealed by Chu Xuan, "I can stop for a while, but before he can calm down, he must be prepared." ”

"Hmm." Lin Zhiwei thought about it, but there was a strange thought in her heart, if she had the opportunity, she still hoped to meet this so-called senior brother in person.

"Don't even think about it." Ling Ziheng picked her chin and forced her to look directly into his eyes, and as soon as the little girl's eyes turned, he guessed what she was thinking.

Lin Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, and punched over, "Ling Ziheng, where did you learn the art of mind reading, I just thought about the beginning, how did you think about my ending." ”

"Weiwei, promise me that you can't go to him alone at any time." Ling Ziheng's expression was stern, and he couldn't help but order.

"You know, I don't have the ability to do that right now." Lin Zhiwei pursed her lips, such a thing as giving someone a head is not her style, "Oh also, Lin Qiongjiu is really sick?" She thought about it and it would be more reliable to ask her dear about it.

"What do you say?" Ling Ziheng raised his eyebrows.

"Wouldn't it be good for this old fox not to do something to fool people's hearts, is it necessary to go into such trouble? I don't know if my sister-in-law has returned to China now, will she be worried about death," Lin Zhiwei muttered.

Ling Ziheng let her complain, but his face couldn't help but sink.

Although Lin Zhiwei didn't continue to ask, she thought about it in her heart, thinking that it was probably because Ling Zixiao still had a secret stake in the country, or the remnants of the Wudaomen or something, otherwise how could Lin Qiongjiu, such a decisive person, use such a meaningless excuse as pretending to be sick.

What are you afraid of? She couldn't help but add a little hesitation, even if the power of the Dao Sect infiltrated among the elders, it was not a big deal, they were just old men who dared to say and dare not do it.

Ling Ziheng looked at the darkness outside the window, his expression was slightly cold, but he knew Lin Qiongjiu's arrangement very well in his heart, and the second call with Lin Qiongjiu at that time, the two men quickly reached a consensus.

What they are concerned about is nothing more than the little girl around them, she is their common weakness.

No one can guarantee when and where she will completely regain her memory, if she remembers everything and forgets the events of the past few years, it will be a devastating blow to both Lin Qiongjiu and him.

So this time it was not his idea alone, Lin Qiongjiu also planned to do so.

Lin Zhiwei leaned on Ling Ziheng, and after taking a nap, she picked up the pen and paper and began to paint, she only had one afternoon to sketch the general style of the performance stage.

Besides, she has one more trouble than other trainees, Jiang Mu is still in a state of confusion, her moves can't be too fast, so as not to scare him, but it's too late to slaughter him slowly, so she can only follow the temptation.

Ling Ziheng raised his eyes and stared at her like this, half of the plan in his hand was seen, but he couldn't pay attention, the little girl had to move around from time to time, and her mouth was still chattering, it was really a pleasing picture.

He especially likes to see her attentive appearance, those small expressions, never tired of looking at them.

Seeing that she finally frowned, she said, "It's designed?" ”

Lin Zhiwei shook off the paper in her hand, slumped back on the sofa, and her tone was relaxed, "Mmmm, it's finally done", and by the way, she leaned over and kissed his lips like a dragonfly.

Sure enough, my dear is by my side, and my work efficiency is doubled.

Lin Zhiwei, who was in a good mood, was about to bury her head and continue to work, but the man next to her threw the paper in her hand first, and then a low and sexy voice came, "Then you can finally do something meaningful", and was directly replaced by a dizzy fascination.