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Early the next morning, Lin Zhiyin walked out of the bedroom and yawned.

She is old and sleeps less, even if she went to bed very late last night, her biological clock woke her up on time.

Just as she was about to knock on Lin Qingqian's bedroom door, she suddenly stopped, with a playful smile on her face, listening intently.

There seemed to be a faint sound, like the sound of milk from the hoarse throat of a kitten.

It sounds like Qingyue.

Lin Zhiyin silently raised her wrist and glanced at her watch.

06:30am.

Even if last night was a night vigil and answering the phone to send New Year greetings before going to bed at about three o'clock, even if the two of you and I are very good at mixing oil with honey, this is a bit too much.

She pursed her lips, shook her head helplessly and left, thought for a while at the dining table, and called the secretary.

"I'm going to Lin's headquarters today to condolences to the employees who have to work overtime, and arrange an itinerary for me."

The secretary opened his hazy eyes, yawned silently, and asked softly, "Isn't it the original plan for Mr. Lin to go?"

"Her?" Lin Zhiyin raised her eyebrows, "She probably won't be able to go today."

She seemed to have heard the secretary's confused voice, and explained with a smile, "The spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

Upstairs, Lin Qingqian's bedroom

Lin Qing smiled lightly and looked at the panting child, and leaned her head against her, arching lazily, "Will it still be like this in the future?"

There was anger in the child's eyes.Biting Lin Qingqian's lips bitterly.

Lin Qingqian looked at the wrinkled and water-stained bed, frowned, and simply picked up Song Qingyue, and went to Song Qingyue's bedroom through the connecting door between the two bedrooms.

"Have a good sleep, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Lin Qingqian kissed Song Qingyue's forehead and said softly.

"Go," Song Qingyue turned over, wrapped up the quilt, and said angrily, "I don't care about you."

With a smile on Lin Qingqian's lips, he went to the bathroom to take a combat shower, changed into fresh casual clothes, and went to the restaurant on the first floor.

"You actually came down?" Lin Zhiyin raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to sleep?"

Lin Qingqian stretched her waist, "Isn't there still a condolence inspection today? It's not heavy work, I'll finish it first and then go back to sleep."

If I went to sleep directly, I would probably have to get off work in the afternoon before I could go, which would be a bit perfunctory.

Why not go at this time while you are in good spirits.

"Go back to sleep." Lin Zhiyin looked at Lin Qingqian who seemed to be mentally bloodshot in his eyes, feeling a little distressed, "I already told the secretary that I'm going to inspect it." Lin Qingqian was taken aback, and then With a relaxed smile, "Thank you, Mom."

"However," she seemed a little embarrassed, "I have to go to the fire first."

Lin Zhiyin tilted her head, expressing confusion.

Lin Qingqian raised her left hand in embarrassment.

There is a "silver bracelet" on the wrist, and a broken metal chain at the end of the "silver bracelet".

"You guys..." Lin Zhiyin looked at Lin Qingqian's wrist in a daze, and sighed, "Young people just have a lot of ideas."

Lin Qing pursed her lips.

I can only blame myself for being too aggressive, or the failure of the industrial and commercial department for not sampling the quality of this batch of products.

Anyway... the big speechless incident just happened.

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The pointer turns back to last night.

Song Qingyue lightly stroked Lin Qingqian's eyes which were covered with black cloth, feeling Lin Qingqian's long eyelashes trembling crazily under the thin cloth like butterfly wings.

Her face was red, but she smiled teasingly: "Sister, don't be afraid~"

"Who's scared?" Lin Qingqian's mouth was stiff, and his wrists that were handcuffed to the railing were desperately struggling to free himself, "Song Qingyue, let me down quickly, or I'll be really angry... um."

The soft yet tense lips pressed against hers.

Probably because of the loss of vision, the lips that have been kissed thousands of times now become a little strange.Lin Qingqian passively endured the child's enthusiasm, moaned from the corners of her lips, and her waist slowly softened.

It's just that the warm lips left suddenly, the burning heat disappeared, and a trace of coolness came over. Lin Qingqian subconsciously wanted to find the burning heat, but a slender finger blocked her lips, and Song Qingyue's chuckle was in her ear. A voice came from the side: "Sister, don't worry."

When she moved her hand, she found that the silver bracelet on her right hand had been untied. She was about to stand up and try to break free, but the child held her right hand and refused to move.

"Sister, lie down." Song Qingyue said half-coaxingly and half-threateningly.

Before, she was sitting on the bed with her hands cut behind her back. Even if Lin Qingqian was weak from practicing dancing since she was a child, she couldn't lie down directly, so Song Qingyue untied one of her hands and tried every means to coax Lin Qingqian to lie down.

"No," Lin Qingqian struggled with his right hand, "let me go."

"Tsk," Lin Qingqian heard the child chuckle helplessly, and then pressed her lips again.Song Qingyue whispered at the corner of her lips, "Sister, let me do it this time."

A child's kiss is very skillful, like a dragonfly touching water.Lin Qingqian rolled her thirsty throat, wanting to find that sweet spring, but she couldn't find it.

Song Qingyue lured Lin Qingqian to lie down slowly, then handcuffed Lin Qingqian's hands to the railing again with sharp eyesight and quick hands.

"Song Qingyue!" She left the bed and watched Lin Qingqian writhe like a carp with amused expression. The white shirt that Qianqian had tucked into her trousers had long since escaped from the bondage, revealing her lean and curvaceous figure sexy waist.

She stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around Lin Qingqian's waist, rubbed it a little harder, then moved down, and with a snap, she undid the metal buckle of the belt.

Lin Qing softened, there was already a fine layer of sweat on her face, and she was panting slightly.

Song Qingyue moved his fingers up slowly, touched Lin Qingqian's collarbone slightly, put his lips together, kissed it lightly, found the small mole, and lingered on it to grind it carefully.Move your fingers down again, unbutton the shirt one by one, and lean over.

Lin Qingqian let out a sigh of inaudible emotion, which seemed to be impatient, but also seemed to be satisfied.

"Sister," Song Qingyue said vaguely, "this time, I will work hard all night for you."

"Is this how these two words are used?" Lin Qingqian took a light breath, her wrists clasped together trembled uncontrollably, her eyes covered under the black cloth slowly closed, the tails of her eyes were reddish, oozing A few drops of physiological tears were instantly absorbed by the black cloth.

Song Qingyue got away again, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be drifting away.

Lin Qingqian couldn't move up and down, sighed, and gritted her teeth hard.

What is this kid playing?

It's just that the footsteps came back soon, and there was a crunching sound - Song Qingyue seemed to be chewing something in his mouth.

"Qingyue?" Lin Qingqian had an ominous premonition in his heart, "What are you eating?"

Song Qingyue chuckled, and whispered in her ear, exhaling like blue, "Powerful mints."

Lin Qingqian was taken aback for a moment, then her body tensed up suddenly.

Then, her head suddenly fell back, and her panting speed increased several points.

What did that ad say?

Cool through the heart, the heart is flying.

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Song Qingyue raised his head, licked the moist corners of his lips, lazily climbed up, and kissed Lin Qingqian's slightly parted lips.

The taste of cool mint, but also a little weird.

Lin Qingqian's slender neck was held by the child, and the kiss continued to deepen.

"Song Qingyue, you've learned a lot," Lin Qingqian turned her head away from the child's demanding lips, a little annoyed and a little shy.

Just now, I really lost my composure.

Song Qingyue suppressed a smile, lying beside her, gently stroking her face with his fingers, with a mischievous smile, "Who told you to ask for that every time..., this is called retaliation."

As she spoke, she also blushed.

"Remove the cloth on my eyes, it's all right." Lin Qingqian made the next best thing and decided to win a small partial victory first.

Song Qingyue tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded, and reached out to untie the knot at the back of Lin Qingqian's head.

Lin Qing squinted her eyes, afraid that the sudden strong light would hurt her eyes, but found that the child's hand was covering her eyes, gently helping her to cover the light.

It's a good thing this kid has a conscience.

Lin Qingqian moved her sore waist, expressing her touch by the child's gentle details, and decided not to pursue the previous excessive behavior for the time being.

"Tsk, Lin Qingqian, look, two pieces of the cloth are wet."

The child suppressed a smile and pointed to the two places that should cover the ends of Lin Qingqian's eyes.

... It's too early to say.

"Song Qingyue! Just wait for me."

Song Qingyue waited for Lin Qingqian's eyes to adapt to the strong light, then he let go of his hands in a calm manner, opened the drawer, picked one out of a pile of colorful packages, and slowly opened the box.

Lin Qingqian's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the package, his face changed again and again.

"... Exploding beads?"

"My sister's English is really good." Song Qingyue kissed her temples, gracefully tore open the package, and put one on.

Lin Qingqian struggled frantically, her wrist locked on the bedside railing made a loud clang.

Song Qingyue smiled like a big villain, coughed lightly, and thought about the big villain's lines, "You just scream, even if you break your throat, no one will come to save you..."

There was a crackling sound.

She stared at Lin Qingqian who had broken free from the shackles.

Lin Qingqian lowered her head and looked at the two shiny "silver bracelets" that were separated from each other on her wrists. With a smile on her lips, she reached out to Song Qingyue, "Where's the key?"

Song Qingyue's throat rolled slightly, and he took out the key from the drawer in a terrified and weak way, offering it with both hands tremblingly.

Lin Qingqian took the key, found the keyhole on the silver bracelet on her right wrist, quickly unlocked it, moved her right hand, and motioned to Song Qingyue, "What about the left hand?"

Song Qingyue huddled into a ball, muttering, "The left hand... is with the right hand. There is a mechanism on the buckle of the right hand, which can determine whether the left hand can be opened or not, but... there is no lock."

The smile on Lin Qingqian's lips froze slowly, and he looked at his locked left hand, "You mean... this can't be undone?"

Song Qingyue nodded slightly, curled up at the foot of the bed, "Theoretically... yes."

Lin Qingqian silently covered her head.

Then, she looked up at Song Qingyue viciously, and with a long hand, she pulled the child who had shrunk into a quail into her arms, and kissed her lips with annoyance and a little bit of revenge.

Putting the child down on the bed, she took the finger cot from one side - and also chose a special style.

"Well, Lin Qingqian~" Without any foreshadowing, she directly took possession of the child.

In the end, a child who had annoyed Lin Qingqian cried and begged for mercy: "Sister~ I can't take it anymore..."

Lin Qingqian roughly sealed her lips and blocked her begging for mercy.

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In the end, Lin Qingqian didn't really go to the fire. Lin Zhiyin took the powerful steel scissors, and with a click, cut off the "silver bracelet" on Lin Qingqian's left hand.

"By the way," Lin Zhiyin suddenly thought of something, and said seriously to Lin Qingqian, "There is news from Xiangjiang."

"Oh?" Lin Qingqian flexed her wrist and wondered, "What's going on over there?"

Lin Zhiyin recalled the news from Xie Wenting, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Wen Ting said: The child is not sensible, he has already beaten him."

Lin Qingqian was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

She probably understood, "Did Xie Wenting never tell Xie Wengu his real identity?"

"I guess so." Lin Zhiyin shrugged.

"Then what's going on now?" Lin Qingqian rubbed her chin.

"Xie Wengu took the initiative to raise the banner of rebelling against Xie Zhengbang. Now the Xie family is in chaos."

The author has something to say: Keke, being able to drink water is also progress~

Come on Xiao Song!Mom loves you!