His bright lips were red roses stained with dew in the morning, gently curled.

“你是我的。”

"Forever."

Lin Qiao's closed eyelashes twitched, and he opened them to look at Him.

Looking at each other, her breath fell on his face with a moist lingering breath, and a layer of white mist gathered in the dark eyes of "Chu Ji".

She couldn't help but cupped his face and stared into those dark eyes, the quietly changing emotions in them seemed to be about to burst in the next second.

Lin Qiao was silently appreciating his results.

She knew that she would succeed eventually, and that the fruit would eventually ripen and rot at her feet.

The smart butler's camera moved to the side of the sofa and cast a virtual figure, "It's 7 o'clock in the evening, do you need me to cook dinner?" ”

Lin Qiao blinked, his fingers loosened his collar, and a pulled button lay in the palm of his hand.

She had just lost control of her strength, and then silently tucked the button under the gap in the sofa and hid it.

“初霁”抱她起来，领口敞开小半，神情软化后还有未完全退却的情欲，客厅的暖灯落在祂脸上变成一副生动的高级油画，美的不可思议。

Lin Qiao looked at him a little distractedly.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Chu Ji" enjoyed her fascinated eyes, and felt pleasure from the bottom of his heart, he gave up exploring her motive to become an angler's deliberate swing and bait, and his palm ran down her undulating back, like a pure white Persian cat in the arms of a nobleman.

"Everything." Lin Qiao said.

"Chu Ji" bowed slightly, "Go upstairs and dry your hair, and I'll make you dinner." ”

Lin Qiao: "Okay. ”

"Chu Ji" refused the help of the smart housekeeper, let Lin Qiao leave, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

The struggle of thoughts just now standing in the kitchen no longer exists, he clearly remembers every step of cooking, but he still has no intention of taking off his shirt and wearing an apron, he has not completely given up his remaining dignity, and he wants to deliberately pretend to be that to attract Lin Qiao's attention.

林乔在楼上吹干头发，喝了半杯温水，才将口中的干燥感压下去。

When "Chu Ji" went crazy out of control, he didn't know how anti-human his manic kiss was.

There was a dull pain in her throat along with her esophagus.

She sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, slowed down, and picked up her phone.

Half an hour ago, an anonymous text message came in inside.

[Lin Qiao, you can't ruin this world, you have to be responsible for it. 】

[You killed a lot of people, you killed a lot of people, you killed a lot of people]

After she clicked on the message list, the repetitive and meaningless words jumped out one after another like crazy, as if she was infected with virus software.

Lin Qiao turned it off a few times and found that he couldn't finish it, so he simply threw his phone into the bed.

She didn't know who had the ability to break through the encirclement, find her phone number and send her a message.

She didn't care, and she didn't regret her decision at all.

After sitting there in a daze for a while, he heard footsteps coming upstairs, Lin Qiao turned off his mobile phone and took the initiative to walk over and open the door.

"Chuji" just stopped in front of the door.

His gaze scanned the bedroom as if it were scanning for a hidden virus.

"It's time for dinner." Finally He said.

林乔主动牵起祂的手，“我闻到了香味，你做了什么？ ”

“初霁”低下头盯着两人相握的手，指腹轻轻蹭她，被她拉着走了出去。

(End of chapter)