Linciel is an upright girl, who has been pampered since she was a child, and she does not and does not need to suppress her emotions at all.

In the past few days, one after another, she has been forced to endure and restrain a lot, and at this moment in a quiet and soothing environment, the doubts in her heart cannot be hidden.

"Mr. Xiao?" She stared at the face behind the candlelight.

"Huh?"

"Why did you go to the hospital?"

"Don't worry about you."

Lincier couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect Xiao Qing's answer to be so direct and frank.

"I'm sorry, I don't suspect anything, but—" Lincille paused, trying to speak clearly and appropriately, "I still want to know why you're willing to help me with this?" I'm sorry, but I wasn't kind enough to you before. ”

"Anyway, we took a group photo under the surveillance, and if something happens to you, I'm going to be in trouble?" The corners of Xiao Qing's lips rose, and his smile was obviously insincere.

"Snort," Lincil propped her chin and twisted her face out ......of the glass wall.

This rhetoric is almost the same as deceiving a little brat!

However, since he didn't want to say, she didn't want to ask any more.

Besides, she is not hypocritical, not that she did not think of the possibility of "whether this man has intentions for me, or does he like me a little bit".

Whether it is or not, and how likely it is, after being ruthlessly abandoned by Ou Jiazhi, there is an equally outstanding man who has "intentions" for himself, which can somewhat soothe the bruised heart......

A woman will be a man with a dead heart, but she is not disgusted by how many good suitors there are.

Soon, wine and snacks were delivered.

The light red wine, with a slight temperature, and a small slice of tiramisu, was exactly what she needed right now.

"Thank you!" It's all up to this, and all the pretentiousness is superfluous.

She picked up the quilt and took a sip, slightly sweet but not astringent, the warm wine slid into her throat, the whole person seemed to be awake instantly, but her heart calmed down.

"Hungry, huh? Snacks? ”

"Hmm!"

Xiao Qing motioned for the waiter to leave, poured his own wine, and drank it slowly while watching Lincier eat, his expression was friendly and happy, and the candle flame shone on the crystal glass, refracting the dark red wine, spreading a deeper layer of light and shadow on his face.

I'm done!

There is a feeling of being in a desperate situation, and full of physical strength!

Lincier wiped his mouth elegantly with a napkin, raised his head, and was about to thank him again, when his eyes fell on Xiao Qing's face, and he was stunned again.

The warm air and warm candlelight are different from the cold sea breeze and cold moonlight that night.

Was her mood changed, or was it the scars on his face that seemed to give people a very different feeling in this strange temperature and light?

is no longer blindly terrifying, but in the flowing dark red and warm yellow, it has become a bit mysterious and peculiar temperament?

The handsome half of the face is intoxicating, and the weird half of the face is conjecture.

Guess what kind of story did he go through to make God cruelly destroy perfection?

"Hey, don't you look at me like this, aren't you afraid that I will misunderstand?" Xiao Qing asked suddenly.

In the air, there was a faint smell of wine.

"Sneer......" Lincier pretended to smile disdainfully, hiding his little embarrassment.

However, the more she told herself not to do much, the more the question swelled in her heart, and finally, she couldn't help but ask.

"That, how did you get the wound on your face?"

Xiao Qing's fingers holding the cup snapped, as if she didn't expect that she would have such a question.