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Over the years, Qin Jian's daily life has been in charge of An Yin, and An Yin's fingerprints can open any door in the East Pavilion.

An Yin entered the laundry room and walked to the dirty laundry area.

Her clothes and sheets and duvet covers were seen in the storage box.

The sheets were stained red with large patches of blood.

The blood stains hadn't dried yet, apparently not long after the replacement.

An Yin's heart twitched, how many injuries did he have to cause so much blood?

Looking at the bloody sheets, I suddenly understood why he wasn't by his side when he woke up.

He didn't want her to see the wound.

An Yin took a deep breath, suppressed the angina, returned upstairs, and walked quickly to Qin Jian's room.

Stopped at the door of Qin Jian's room, put the movement to the lightest, and gently pushed the door open.

The room was as cold as ever.

The windows were not closed, and the dark curtains swayed gently in the wind, making it seem that there was no warmth in the room.

An Yin closed the door and entered the house.

Bypassing the screen, I saw a motionless figure on the bed.

An Yin's heart stuck in his throat fell suddenly.

Walk to the bedside.

The faint light shining in from the window gilded the man's cold and hard face with a layer of silver light, the eyebrows were clean and neat as if they had been cut, the bridge of the nose was high, as straight as a knife cut, the lips were thin, and the lines were sexy and charming.

Demons!

An Yin looked away from the man's handsome face and looked down.

The quilt is loosely draped below the waist.

He was dressed in a black silk satin casual robe, with a low chest, which was tied loosely with only a belt around his waist, revealing a large area of strong chest muscles, which had a fatal allure.

For a moment, An Yin thought of his lingering last night, and suddenly felt a little suffocated.

An Yin quickly gathered his mind and looked at his shoulders and his waist.

She remembered that when he wrapped his arms around his waist in addition to his shoulders, his whole body tensed and trembled slightly.

So, she intuitively felt, his injuries were in the shoulders and waist.

An Yin leaned over, grabbed the placket of his clothes, and slowly uncovered it.

He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her hand, and stopped her movements.

At the same time, he opened his eyes.

An Yin was taken aback, looked up in a hurry, and saw Qin Jian's cold and indifferent eyes.

He looked at her, his deep and bottomless eyes not without the slightest fluctuation, not even a trace of warmth.

She propped herself up on the bed with one hand, and he held the other hand, bent over, and he was only half a foot away from her.

His masculine hot aura instantly surrounded her, but his cold eyes made her inexplicably flustered.

"Three...... Third Young Master! ”

"What are you doing?"

"I ...... I didn't do anything......"

When he was doing things last night, he didn't allow her to turn on the lights, and when he was done, he took advantage of her fainting to replace everything without leaving any blood.

Then go back to your room and sleep by yourself.

Explain that he doesn't want her to see his injuries.

But she wondered too much about how he was hurting, so she took a look at him while he was asleep.

He examined her flustered expression and suddenly jerked.

She was caught off guard and fell into his chest, and then he rolled over and crushed her underneath.

"Didn't have enough last night?"

"How is that possible?" An Yin's words came out of his mouth, and when he saw that he seemed to be smiling, he realized that he had answered so quickly, which meant that it was enough......

"If you're enough, you're still coming to take off my clothes, do you want to come again?" Qin Jian looked at her and suddenly smiled, evil and bad.

"That's not what I meant."

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