"I'm going to change my clothes, you are not allowed to look at it!" Ling Qingyu directly demanded this time, and did not fight with him again. Yin Jiachen smiled suddenly, his eyebrows and eyes were bright, and he was so handsome.

Ling Qingyu was about to be bewitched again, this man who had loved him for so long still did not turn into a pig-killing knife on his face, but gave him another mature charm, and his facial features were more profound than those of Qingjun before.

Yin Jiachen teased his eyebrows evilly: "Hehe, is there anything else on your body that I haven't seen?" Just change it, don't be shy, huh? Ling Qingyu listened to her teasing words, and her hands grabbed the pajamas and couldn't screw him after all.

Forget it, just change it, who is really afraid of whom? Although thinking like this, Ling Qingyu still buried her entire petite body in the quilt, and Yin Jiachen could only see the quilt moving around constantly.

After a while, Ling Qingyu had already changed her clothes, she lifted the quilt, her hair was already messy on her face, she pulled it with her hand indiscriminately, and then looked at Yin Jiachen, he really stared at her without blinking.

Ling Qingyu also raised her eyebrows at him, as if to declare: Look, I've changed it, you can't see anything! Yin Jiachen naturally understood what she meant, and then the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened, adding a lot of flavor.

It's just that what Ling Qingyu doesn't know is how childish she is now, and it was only after a long, long time that she understood that you can only become a willful and cute child in front of the person you love, but these are all for later......

Yin Jiachen just snapped his fingers slightly in the direction of the bedroom door, and at the same time said in a small voice: "Come in!" ”

"Okay!" Almost as soon as the words fell, the butler's respectful response was already heard outside, and soon the previous group of people came in again.

Ling Qingyu watched the arrival of the housekeeper and the doctor, and was about to raise his eyes to look at Yin Jiachen, but he had already turned around and walked in the direction of the bedroom door and left.

"You ......" Ling Qingyu's words choked in her throat and didn't come out, was she doing something to keep him? In the end, all the thoughts that I didn't understand became silent and difficult to speak.

Yin Jiachen walked back to the study, he poured himself a glass of red wine, the cigarette butt in his hand burned again, he didn't turn on the light, the darkness in the study swallowed him like night.

His mood was particularly irritable, Ling Qingyu's bloodless face in the bathroom had been lingering in her mind before, and her handsome eyebrows were tightly wrinkled into a deep Sichuan character.

He put the cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath, Ling Qingyu, what should I do with you! Even though you are so close to me, sometimes I really can't keep you.

His eagle eyes looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the study again.

After Ling Qingyu's examination by the doctor, there was no major problem, and then the doctor prescribed some medicine, so that she could pay more attention to rest.

After the people in the room left, she was left alone again, and there was loneliness, Yin Jiachen's face flashed in her mind, a handsome face that was so deep that she couldn't see the emotion.

Gradually, Ling Qingyu's sleepiness struck again, she slowly closed her beautiful eyes, and fell asleep, her eyes still focused on the bedroom door, looking forward to the appearance of Yin Jiachen's tall figure.

Late at night, Yin Jiachen returned to the bedroom, standing on the edge of the bed and looking at Ling Qingyu's sleeping face, his face rested with the indifference of the day, and some were just tenderness that was about to melt.

He leaned down slightly, imprinted a kiss on Ling Qingyu's forehead, and his slender white fingers gently caressed the petite and delicate face, and his heart was full of love. But he still sighed deeply......

The night passed, and in the early morning, the sun shone in, peeking through the gaps in the undrawn curtains, Ling Qingyu slept very peacefully last night.

She slowly opened her slender eyelashes, which trembled slightly, and the sunlight outside the window came into view. Then, almost subconsciously, she turned her face to look at the other side.

Soon her eyes dimmed, there was no one by the bed, she stretched out her hand and touched it, it was cold, which means that Yin Jiachen did not go back to the room to sleep last night.

"Hehe, sure enough, everything is just a dream." She muttered a little lost, she dreamed last night that Yin Jiachen's face was full of gentle expressions, caressing her face lovingly, and vaguely she also heard a sigh.

But also, how could a strong and domineering man like Yin Jiachen sigh? While thinking about Ling Qingyu, he had already lifted the quilt.

She looked out the window that the sun was already so big, she didn't know what time it was, and before she could look at the time, Ling Qingyu's stomach made a protest sound.

Ling Qingyu stroked his stomach with his hand, and then went to wash......

She went downstairs, and she usually saw servants coming and going in the villa, but now she hardly saw them, what happened for a while?

Ling Qingyu came to the restaurant with doubts, there was already a maid preparing food for her, "Madam, are you awake?" It's breakfast for you! ”

Ling Qingyu nodded politely, and then the maid helped her pull out a chair and sit on it, and asked casually, "What time is it?" ”

The servant still had a standard smile on her face: "Madam, it's already twelve twenty o'clock in the afternoon!" ”

Hearing the time the maid said, Ling Qingyu almost didn't squirt out the milk that had just been drunk in his mouth, "What? Surprised.

She is simply getting more and more able to sleep now, if she continues like this, will getting up early in the future only be a dream? The servant's face remained unchanged, "Yes, ma'am, it is indeed twelve twenty o'clock in the afternoon. ”

Ling Qingyu wiped the milk from her mouth with a tissue, and then continued to ask, "Then, what about Yin Jiachen?" It's time to go to work, right? There was a slight hesitation in his words.

The maid replied truthfully: "The young master has already gone to work, but the young master said today that he would come back early for dinner!" Listening to the maid's words, Ling Qingyu was still a little happy in her heart, what did she mean by coming back early, did she want to accompany her more?

"Uh-huh, by the way, the rest of the family has gone there. Why don't you see it so much, and the housekeeper? ”

"Don't you know, ma'am? Today is the day that Miss Nina has come to stay, and the housekeeper and some other servants have gone to help with Miss Nina's luggage! ”

The words of the servant are like a thunderbolt from the sky.