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Qi Yan ran back to the warehouse. Just now, she and Ying Jin reached an agreement.

In the warehouse, Shi Yunhe was holding a very thin whip. The little girl was lying on the ground and was being whipped until she whimpered, but she couldn't cry out because the cloth was stuffed in her mouth.

Qi Yan quickly went up and snatched the whip away. Shi Yunhe thought he was being attacked and subconsciously pointed a gun at her. He immediately stopped when he found it was her: "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Jin and I have reached a deal, let this little girl go." Qi Yan threw the whip aside and squatted down to untie the child.

Shi Yunhe put his hands on his hips in confusion, frowned and thought for a long time before sighing: "Are you sick? You don't even look at where this place is. Human beings have been traded for many years. For this kind of child, not ten, but seven or eight are sold. What's the point of saving this one? You're still making Master Jin angry."

Qi Yan picked up the little girl, helped her arrange her clothes, took out the cloth stuffed in her mouth, and coaxed her in a gentle voice: "Be good, my sister will take you home. It's okay. It's okay."

Shi Yunhe frowned.

The little girl knew she would be beaten. She didn't dare to cry now. She could only look at them back and forth with her big eyes wide open as she sobbed, and then stretched out her little arms to hug Qi Yan.

With tears in her eyes, Qi Yan coaxed her: "Go home, sister will take you home."

Alvin received Ying Jin's order, blindfolded the little girl, took her in the car and sent her back. At least in this regard, she believed in Ying Jin, and he always kept his word.

When Qi Yan returned to the study, she was a little tired. Unlike the difficulty of collecting evidence, she always felt a strong sense of powerlessness when facing Ying Jin.

She seemed to touch him, but never came close.

Ying Jin was offering incense to the Buddha statue. His back was bent, and he held three incense sticks to worship devoutly. The string of Buddhist beads hung on his palm, and the dark beads were entangled in the mist of sandalwood. With an aura of awesomeness.

"As for your death information, the people under my command have already taken care of it." After Ying Jin finished applying the incense, he took out a new towel, dipped it in water, and gently wiped the Buddha statue.

"Okay." Qi Yan responded in a low voice.

Just now, in exchange for sending the child back, she promised him not to contact her family anymore and to stay at the base for the rest of her life.

For this reason, Ying Jin went to cause her death to give an explanation to her family.

He looked at her with compassionate eyes and said -

‘Everything has gains and losses. Some families are happy, but there will be family regrets. Since you want to fulfill her, sacrifice yourself. ’

Qi Yan's heart ached at the thought of not being able to go home in this life.

She took a few deep breaths to relieve the emotions brought about by her body.

Perhaps sensing something strange about her, Ying Jin put down her towel and walked over.

She took the initiative to approach him, pressed her body against him, put her arms through his arms and hugged him: "Xuzhi, I know this is the choice I made, but, I can't go home."

Ying Jin lowered her head, her thin lips passed over her long hair and pressed against her forehead, "This is the price."

She raised her head and hugged him tightly with her arms, her brows and eyes filled with affection: "Well, I only have you."

"I know." He bent slightly and placed a soft kiss on her eyes.

That night, she slept at his place again.

Recently, Ying Jin is in high spirits and likes to study her body, exploring every inch and invading every inch.

When he was in bed, he was very different from usual. The gods and Buddhas who were inaccessible during the day turned into a nightmare at this moment.

Ying Jin's handsome eyebrows were full of lust.

She was shattered.

The guards outside the villa changed their posts one after another in silence.

This situation lasted for a week, and Qi Yan couldn't stand it anymore.

She refused to live with Ying Jin no matter what, and insisted on sleeping in her own small shabby house. Even if she was working part-time, she couldn't do this. She should at least give her one day of rest a week, right?

"Miss Qi." The subordinate knocked on the door politely and said outside the door: "Master Jin asked you to go to his place."

"If you don't go, just say I fell asleep." Qi Yan turned off the light and got into bed.

It was quiet outside, obviously the subordinates had left.

She hugged the quilt and smiled relaxedly, finally able to rest.

dong dong dong-

The smile she had just raised disappeared from her face in an instant, and she shouted in a cold voice: "I told you I fell asleep!"

A cold reply came from outside the door: "It's me."

Qi Yan hurriedly sat up and ran to open the door without even having time to put on her shoes.

Ying Jin stood outside the door, wearing a simple Chinese-style thin shirt. She looked as beautiful as a orchid or jade tree, flowers seen in the mist.

He glanced at her feet, walked to the bedside in the room, took a pair of slippers and put them next to her feet, "Why don't you go to my place?"

Except when she is in bed, Ying Jin always looks difficult to get close to. Even now when they are in the same room and helping her get her slippers, she still shows alienation and self-denial.

"I'm just sleepy." She said casually.

"I originally wanted to see you for something," he said.

Her little face wrinkled together and she muttered: "It's not that kind of thing..."

Ying Jin looked at her strangely: "What kind?"

She glanced at him angrily, her charming but not demonic eyes full of spring.

This time, Ying Jin really had something serious to do with her, but after being seduced by her like this, the desire in her body surged up again, her mind was not clear, and her throat was tight.

Quench your thirst first, then talk about other things.

He took a step forward, held her in his arms, pressed her onto the bed, and went directly to take off her clothes. All the dignity and coldness were torn to pieces this time.

"Xuzhi, Xuzhi, please wait a moment!" Qi Yan held down his hand and accidentally touched her finger that had not fully healed while pushing. The pain made her scream in pain and her face turned pale.

Now her fingers have recovered a lot, but the nails are full of congestion, and the entire nail caps are green and black, which is very scary.

Ying Jin stopped, held her wrist and pushed it aside, "Don't want to?"

She paused and nodded.

Ying Jin buried his face in the crook of her neck, feeling the softness and unique sweetness of her body. He breathed heavily, as if suppressing the burning fire in his body, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and let go of her.

Qi Yan slowly sat up and continued the topic: "You said you came to see me tonight for something. What was it?"