Cold hearted big brother's sharp favorite

Qiao Dai was eating her breakfast as quietly as a chicken.

After eating, Yin Quanlin carried her to the embroidery room of the small building, and he did not know where to find a pair of slippers as soft as cotton, and put them at her feet.

He is gone at last.

Jodie breathed a sigh of relief.

She immediately went to find the driver, and wanted the driver to take her home, but the driver found him, but he said that he could not take her without Yin Shao's order, and apologized to her respectfully for a long time.

Qiao Dai returned disappointed, and sat depressed after returning to the studio.

There was a feeling of being under house arrest, but he had good intentions, and she couldn't help but leave as soon as he said it.

Cheng Yixuan's phone call came in.

Qiao Dai was impatient, but still answered.

"Brother Yixuan." She called obediently.

Cheng Yixuan lowered his cold voice, and asked her, "Dai Dai, why aren't you in the company?"

"Dad sent me out to work!" Qiao Dai said in a very reluctant tone, complaining, "I'm so worried about Chuchu! I don't want to work at all. Dad said you will take good care of Chuchu and let me not be a light bulb. "

There was no pressure to push the blame on her father.

Anyway, he will try his best to help her cover it up.

Cheng Yixuan felt cold in his heart.

Before Qiao Yuanhan took the initiative to take him to find Qiao Dai, he thought that Qiao Yuanhan meant to exchange his fiancée back.

But now it seems that Qiao Yuanhan had no such plan at all, and even sent Qiao Dai out.

One thing in front of one's face, one thing behind one's back, it really is the person who got the Jin family, he is quite sinister.

"Dai Dai, where are you, I'll look for you." Cheng Yixuan's voice was as gentle as possible, as if coaxing.

"Forget it! I don't dare to offend Dad, so take good care of Chuchu! I'll die!" Her little daughter's tone was soft and resentful.

The busy tone of "beep... beep..." came out from the phone, and Cheng Yixuan actually felt lost. Her delicate and lovely appearance flashed in his mind, and he really wanted to hold her in his arms at this moment.

After Qiao Dai answered Cheng Yixuan's phone call, she felt at ease.

Cheng Yixuan's offensive is getting a bit fierce, she might as well hide in the Yin residence and get on with business with peace of mind.

The Jin family's creations have always focused on great rivers and mountains and prosperous times.

In her previous life, she also followed the Jin family's thinking, and all she thought about were landscape works.

But after experiencing death and rebirth, her mind has completely changed.

In Jinxiu's creation, Jinjia has never restricted rules and regulations, as long as it is the picture in her heart, she can embroider it.

So for this embroidery, she wants to take a new challenge, embroidering the most profound picture in her mind.

She carefully drew the picture in her mind on the paper and typed the manuscript.

The Jin family requested that the creation not be drafted, but presented entirely by mental arithmetic.

After all, she is an innovation, and she still hopes to be more secure.

Yin Quanlin returned to the manor at night.

After getting off the car, he went straight to the small building, but this time, the door of the embroidery room was closed, and a piece of paper "I'm working, please do not disturb" was pasted on it.

He frowned slightly, did not open the door hastily, and asked the servant lightly, what's the matter with her?
Why did you close the door this time?

Could it be that he didn't let her go out, so he played with him?

He learned from the servant that she hadn't eaten at noon or evening, and the servant didn't dare to disturb her, so she didn't come out of the embroidery room.

Yin Quanlin felt that the situation was not that simple. Qiao Dai was not a willful girl, and she didn't say that she would start embroidery creation now.

What is she doing in there?
Why not bother?

He lingered outside the closed door, stretched out his hand to open the door several times and then withdrew it again, it can be said that he has never been so entangled.

He regretted not letting her leave in the morning.

He just told her to take good care of her body and did so, but he thought she did it on purpose.

The anger kept lingering and arching in the chest.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Dai finally came out, his patience had run out, and when he saw her, he was about to get angry.

However, she was obviously different from the previous state, which made him startled slightly, and his cold face became inquiring.

Qiao Dai was expressionless, like a ghost who just came out of hell. She walked towards the bedroom numbly, and said coldly, "Please don't come into my embroidery room."

Yin Quanlin frowned slightly, looked at her and asked, "Aren't you afraid of sleepwalking at night?"

"Lock my door," Qiao Dai said, and closed the door with a "bang".

She lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and the scenes of her previous life were circling in her mind, unable to fade away.

When she created this work, she undoubtedly took out all the pain and injury she had suffered in her previous life and repeatedly recalled it, causing her to be deeply trapped in it and unable to get out.

Masochistic, simply masochistic.

Yin Quanlin stood outside the door with cold brows, like a sculpture, as if he was sulking with himself.

The corners of the thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line, pressing down more and more.

Finally, he locked the door, turned and strode away.

Yin Quanlin was very absent from work at night. He reprimanded several subordinates coldly in succession. Even if it was a video conference, the people on the other end of the computer were trembling with fright.

It was late at night, he stood up, and walked into the bedroom impatiently.

The bedroom was still covered with the black satin bedding from last night, and Qiao Dai's tender little face was half-buried in it suddenly before his eyes, and the picture was very strong.

He turned around and strode out.

Qiao Dai was being tormented by nightmares repeatedly. She wanted to run out, but she couldn't get out, and scratched the door in a broken and powerless manner.

When Yin Quanlin walked over, all he heard was a terrifying scratching at the door.

Without even thinking about it, he immediately opened the door, and she, who was holding on to the door, fell weightlessly into his arms.

Yin Quanlin hugged her, scratched her hand, he immediately felt a tingling pain in his neck, and immediately grabbed her little hand.

The bloody fingers, with a strong smell of blood, strongly stimulated his senses.

He breathed heavily, and held her still like this, pressing the back of her head with his hands, and gently rubbing her hair.

She slowly calmed down in his arms, and he gently picked her up and walked out.

She shouldn't be used to her in the future, she can do whatever she wants, this is his house!
She should have listened to him!

In Yin Quanlin's eyes, hostility appeared again.

Qiao Dai was put into the big soft bed by him, and her little face was sunken in the satin like last night. He sat by the bed and wrapped her fingers one by one.

Shameful, impatient!
After repeating the same action ten times, he finally threw the annoying cotton swab into the box, stood in front of the bed and looked at her condescendingly, his eyes shining brightly!

Do you still have a good place on your body?
Did she live in his Yin's manor to be punished?

She is so annoying!

Neither scolding nor beating, he, Yin Quanlin, had never served others like this before, was tortured like this, and he was still a woman!
If it wasn't for Jinxiu, if he threw her out of the window now, would he still be able to lie on his bed and show off his might?