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To see the first rays of morning light is to see the light.

Morning light, he said, is hope.

He also said that there was no hope of death......

He gave her the 'morning light', that is, he gave her hope.

He misses her and sees hope!

Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder.

An Yin was startled, turned around, and saw Qin Luo holding two glasses of champagne, looking at her.

"You're scared the hell out of me." An Yin patted his chest and breathed a sigh.

"Why did the third brother leave you here alone in a daze?" Qin Luo looked at Qin Jian's figure that was submerging into the crowd.

"He walked away."

"What about Lin Lin?"

"Something went away, too."

Qin Luo handed her the champagne, "Did you read the gift I gave you?" ”

"Nope."

"Why don't you look at it?"

"There are a lot of people."

Qin Luo looked at the 'morning light' that An Yin wore around his neck, "It's the same." ”

It was a gift to refute rumors, it didn't make much sense, she didn't take it to heart, and it was reasonable.

Lin Lin walked over with a black face.

Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, "Who made our little princess angry?" ”

Lin Lin didn't snort, and grabbed An Yin, "My skirt is broken, accompany me to change." ”

Only then did Qin Luo notice that Lin Lin's skirt was missing, and she was holding a piece of white yarn in her hand, which must have been torn from her skirt.

"Poof-" This girl really isn't the material for a skirt.

Lin Lin glared at Qin Luo and pulled An Yin away.

Walking to a place where there was no one, An Yin whispered, "Mr. Twilight bullied you?" ”

"Nope." Lin Lin hurriedly shook her head, but then she thought of being hugged by Twilight Jinyan, her face was hot like a fire, fortunately, there were constant fireworks overhead, and she couldn't see the blush, but there was a trace of uneasiness in her expression that she couldn't hide.

She is a person who practices taekwon, and when she is practicing, when she is practicing wrestling, she inevitably has the action of being held.

However, when Twilight Jinyan hugged her, it felt different from when she was practicing.

It felt weird.

Especially when his fingers ran over the beads, it was like ......

Lin Lin's heart was beating wildly, and she cursed in her heart - bad guy!

"Then why is this skirt torn?" An Yin looked at Lin Lin's skirt, and a piece of the veil on it was torn off.

"I got caught in a chair, and when I got up, I tore it and caused me to fall." Lin Lin's face became even hotter, the bad guy was obviously not in front of her, but she felt panicked.

"When you wrestled, Mr. Twilight saw it?"

"Hmm."

"So embarrassed?" An Yin pinched Lin Lin's tender face, Lin Lin was only one month younger than her for a year, but she felt that Lin Lin was like a child.

"It's a shame." Lin Lin touched her hot face.

An Yin raised her eyebrows.

Lin Lin, this kid is very arrogant, usually sparring, beating, wrestling or something, it should be commonplace for her, but she would be embarrassed to wrestle in front of Twilight Jinyan.

There is a problem.

An Yin looked left and right, but did not see Twilight Jinyan.

"Where's Mr. Twilight?"

"I don't know."

Lin Lin left the balcony and didn't see Twilight Jinyan, and then went out directly to find An Yin.

"What about Qin Jian?"

"Walked away."

An Yin looked back at Qin Luo, and then at Lin Lin.

Qin Jian should have seen Qin Luo and Lin Lin coming to her, so he deliberately walked away.

Thinking of what Qin Jian said before leaving, the indescribable taste spread in his heart again.

When I went to Lin Lin's room, there was already a housekeeper from the Lin Mansion waiting at the door with a maid with a new dress and skirt.

ps: I was so sleepy yesterday that I couldn't get up to write, and the babies will have Sundays and holidays, but the author of the serial article is almost all year round, and it's really hard. When the author is less active, or occasionally interrupted, I hope that the babies will think about your rest day and give the author more understanding. And here is an explanation, the serial article is not published, not sent out after the full text is written, and the vast majority of authors are now writing and changing. A serialized book, millions of words, written for more than ten hours a day, and it will take a year to complete, so it will not be like some girls think, it will be sent after writing.

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