"If you don't help, then there's nothing I can do to help you." Lin Joey shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk towards the dining room.

Xiaomi paused, looked at the figure of Lin Qiaoyi leaving, gritted his teeth and followed, and said, "Miss Lin, I promise you." ”

"That's good." Lin Qiao Yi was sure that Xiaomi would promise him, and gently patted Xiaomi on the shoulder and said, "I will keep the agreement." ”

After saying that, she walked to the table, poured the soup back in the soup bowl, then turned her head and said, "I don't like today's soup, you can help me pour it out." ”

"Yes." Millet walked over, picked up the soup and walked to the kitchen room.

Watching the drugged soup flow away in the pool little by little, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that when he thought of the medicine that Lin Qiao Yi wanted to buy for himself, his relaxed mood became nervous again.

Actually, Lin Joy really doesn't want to stay in the official residence, right? Otherwise, you won't want to run away again and again.

Lin Qiaoyi, who was in the dining room, looked at the leaving millet, and began to eat his own dinner comfortably.

Xiaomi promised to do her a favor, and when the medicine arrived, she could go home. Although he was unhappy about Xiaomi's drugging, at least he thought of a way to go back.

The hall of the Lin family.

"Mother, what's wrong?" As soon as Lin Qiaonuo went downstairs, he saw Li Qian sitting in the living room with a sad face.

"Nono." Li Qian beckoned to Lin Qiaonuo, and Lin Qiaonuo walked to her side and sat next to her.

"Mother, is someone upsetting you?" Lin Qiaono asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm just thinking about Lin Joy, she has lived under her aura since she was a child, and Hua Ye and that dead old man have always helped her. This time, if they knew about it, they wouldn't have spared you easily. Li Qian hugged Lin Qiaonuo with pity.

Lin Qiaonuo's reddish curly hair lined her originally dull yellow skin with a little white, and her peach blossom eyes showed a charming brilliance, which was exactly the same as Li Qian's youthful appearance.

Lin Qiaono looked up and looked at his mother, who was worried about him. The years have left obvious marks on Li Qian's face, even if she pays attention to maintenance all the time, but it still can't withstand the passage of time.

"Mother, don't you worry, didn't Lin Qiao say that he wouldn't tell his father and grandfather the truth? Besides, I'll go to Murong's house tomorrow to visit Xuan's family, so you don't have to think too much. Lin Qiaonuo hugged Li Qian with his backhand, patted his back gently, and comforted: "Mother, don't worry about me all the time, I will be fine in the future, and I will be very happy with Murong Xuan." ”

"Okay, your happiness is my mother's greatest wish." Although she knew that Lin Qiaonuo was comforting herself, her heart was still warm.

No matter how things develop, she will definitely keep her daughter and hold the best in front of her. Everything in the Lin family will sooner or later belong to their daughter.

Because Lin Qiaonuo was holding Li Qian, Li Qian didn't see the expression on Lin Qiaonuo's face.

A pair of flattering eyes were full of vicious pride. Hmph, Lin Giono. How could a woman who had already died in the flames come back and tell the truth of the matter? It is impossible to compete with himself for everything in the Lin family, so he is the heir of the Lin family.

In the middle of the night, Lin Joy was lying in bed and had not yet fallen asleep, when there was a burst of warmth behind him.

Nan Gong Ze changed into a nightgown and sat down beside Lin Qiaoyi,

The dim light hit him, stretching his resolute back very long. The knobby hand was on Lin Qiaoyi's body, and the other was supporting his head.

In a deep cello-like voice, he whispered, "Jojo." ”

Nangong Ze's overly focused eyes made Lin Qiao Yi stab in his back. I couldn't help but open my eyes, and suddenly fell into his deep and beautiful eyes.

The ebony black eyebrows, the straight nose, the slender white neck, and the slightly open nightgown exposed the chest are as handsome as a work painted by God, and it looks flawless.

"I knew you were pretending to be asleep." Nangong Ze tightened the strength of Lin Qiaoyi, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Nangong Ze, I don't want to stay here, I want to go home." Lin Qiao secretly pinched himself to make himself sober up instantly.

Almost, I was bewitched by the beauty in front of me. It's good that I was witty and reined in the precipice, otherwise I wouldn't know what was going to happen for a while.

Nangong Ze frowned unconsciously, looked at Lin Qiaoyi's small mouth that was open and closed, and directly lowered his head and kissed.

"Woo......" Lin Qiao Yi didn't expect Nangong Ze to suddenly attack, and put his hands in the middle of the two people in protest.

Nangong Ze ignored Lin Qiaoyi at all, as if with a stubborn emotion. The hand that was originally supported was now placed next to Lin Qiaoyi's head, and a bully pressed on Lin Qiaoyi's body.

The other hand began to roam over Lynchoi's fair, smooth skin, unbuttoning her pajamas little by little.

Lin Joy was kissed by him a little whirlly, breathing a little hard, and the protesting hands were weakly pressed against his chest. It wasn't until there was a hint of coldness on his body that Lin Qiao found that his pajamas were half-hung on his body for some time.

She mustered up her strength and pinched Nangong Ze's body hard.

The sudden pain made Nangong Ze pause, raised her head, and let go of her lips, only to see her resentful eyes and tear-stained cheeks under her.

"Qiaoqiao......" Nangong Ze stroked Lin Qiaoyi's face with some distress, and wanted to wipe the tears on her cheeks, but she avoided her.

"Nangong Ze, you get up." Lin Joy's voice said with a bit of hoarseness.

Nangong Ze didn't get up, grabbed Lin Qiaoyi's hands with one hand and pulled them to the top of her head, covered her eyes with the other, and then buried his face in her neck socket.

"It hurts!" Lin Joey screamed.

Nangong Ze actually bit her neck socket, and the pain from her neck made her tears flow out of her eyes faster.

Nangong Ze let out a long breath, let go of his hand, and then got up and sat beside Lin Qiaoyi.

Lin Qiaoyi immediately got up and ran to the bathroom, looked at the scene in the mirror, and rushed to Nangong Ze angrily.

"Nangong Ze!" Before she could get angry, Nangong Ze took her hand and raised her head with a smile in her eyes.

Lin Qiao Yi was stunned for a while, because Nangong Ze was smiling happily now, like a child who had received candy, and there was no usual coldness in his deep eyes, only a simple smile.

Looking at Nangong Ze like this, Lin Qiaoyi's heart softened, and then there was an inexplicable pain.

She shook off Nangong Ze's hand in a little panic and hurriedly took two steps back.

What's wrong with you? Nangong Ze is the one who kidnapped and imprisoned him, and he is the one who cheats on himself, how can he feel a little sorry for him?

"Jojo, this way, even if you run away one day, I can find you. Even if I lose my memory again, I can find you with this mark. Nangong Ze looked at the tooth marks on Lin Qiaoyi's neck socket steadily, slightly infiltrating a little bloodshot.

Lin Qiao Yi unconsciously stroked her neck socket, and the pain just now still remained on the wound, but Nangong Ze's words made her nose sore, and tears fell coldly.

"Qiaoqiao......" Seeing that Lin Qiaoyi began to cry again, Nangong Ze's dark pupils flashed a trace of distress, and he got up and wanted to pull her into his arms to comfort her, but Lin Qiaoyi ran into the bathroom one step ahead of him.

She locked the bathroom with her backhand, leaned against the door, and slowly slid to the ground. The cold ground made her body shiver, but she didn't want to go out.

Almost, just a little, she was bewitched by Nangong Ze. Whether it is his handsome face or his gentle tone, it is like a poppy, which makes her want to get close, but she can't.

Nangong Ze stood at the door and knocked lightly on the door a few times.

"You go to sleep first, I want to be quiet." Lin Joy said to the door.

Nangong Ze was silent for a while, and said, "I'll go to the study, you come out and rest." It's cold inside, don't get cold. ”

Lin Joy didn't answer until he heard the sound of doors opening and closing, then he stood up, pushed the door and walked out.

Looking at the empty room, Nangong Ze really left.

Lin Qiao Yi returned to the bed, and the bed still had the temperature of Nangong Ze just now, and the manly aura that belonged to him suddenly surrounded her firmly.

She was covered with a quilt and curled up at the head of the bed. Looking at the pillow next to him, he thought of Nangong Ze's eyes just now.

Nangong Ze, who came to the study, sat on the sofa in the study with his long legs folded, one hand on the armrest, and the other weakly on his knees, exuding a cold breath around him.

If anyone saw him now, they would be surprised. There was a deep, deep, oppressive and sad pain in his elegant and deep dark eyes.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

By the time Lin Joey woke up, it was already dawn, and there was the sound of waves outside the window.

The warmth behind his back and the arm across his waist made Lin Qiao suddenly not want to get up.

Just this time, let her indulge herself this time, hide in this warm embrace, forget the affairs of the Lin family, forget Murong Xuan, forget who he is, just remember this warmth.

When she was in the Lin family, although her grandfather and father doted on her in every way, she had never felt such warmth. At home, Li Qian and Lin Qiaonuo, although they are a family, they do not have the affection of a family.

Lin Joy looked down at the hand around his waist. The knobby hands, fair and slender, made her consciously think of the scene of these hands beating on the piano keys, which should be perfect.

The only thing that is a little flawed is some dark scars on the joints of the fingers, which should be left on that day.

Looking at the scar reminded her of the night he had escaped, the anger in his eyes and the sadness in his eyes, the smell of blood in his nose, and his indifferent tone.