Agreement lovers [entertainment]

In fact, Qin Jiangyin just let go of him after touching him lightly.

But Lin Dian's ears seemed to be stuffed into his heart by himself, and he was a little tinnitus from the pounding sound.

Lin Dian felt that Qin Jiangyin's hand on the back of his head was withdrawn, but he didn't know if Qin Jiangyin did it on purpose. His little finger also swept Lin Dian's back of the neck, causing Lin Dian to tilt his head.

So as if he was reluctant to part with Qin Jiangyin and wanted to keep him, he rubbed his head against Qin Jiangyin's palm.

Qin Jiang squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "What are you hiding from? Run away after teasing me... Think I dare not do anything to you outside?"

Lin Dian kind of exploded at this sentence of his.

Qin Jiangyin's voice is really nice.

Everyone said his voice was nice, but in Lin Dian's opinion, there was only one voice that was the best in the world.

That is Qin Jiangyin.

And his lowered voice is a little sandy, making his voice ambiguous for no reason, not to mention the straightforwardness of his words, sometimes Lin Dian thinks too straightly, but it doesn't mean he has no brains.

It's almost a confession between lovers.

Lin Dian couldn't answer at all, but Qin Jiangyin wanted to push forward: "Huh? If you don't speak, you will acquiesce."

He naturally took Lin Dian's hand, this time Qin Jiangyin's hand was not warm and cold anymore.

Lin Dian could clearly feel that Qin Jiangyin's palms were dry but hot.

Lin Dian didn't intend to look at Qin Hexian who was already stunned, but Qin Jiangyin turned his head slightly when he pulled people out to walk out.

Qin He obviously knew what Qin Jiangyin's smiling look meant.

Everyone came from the same vein and grew up together. To a certain extent, Qin Hexian is the person who knows Qin Jiangyin best.

He knew that Qin Jiangyin had seen through his hidden thoughts, and he also understood that Qin Jiangyin was warning him.

Qin He obviously found it ridiculous.

Lin Dian is an individual, why does Qin Jiangyin classify him as his property? !

Lin Dian was directly led into the elevator by Qin Jiangyin.

Because this hospital is a private hospital, and because of the Qin family's ridiculous self-esteem, this floor was completely cleared.

They didn't have to worry about reporters getting in, so they didn't wear masks at first.

It was said that Qin Jiangyin held him, but in fact it was more like holding him.

Lin Dian finally recovered from the ding-dong sound of the elevator reaching each floor, and realized that Qin Jiangyin's way of pulling people is quite unique.

It was as if he was holding his hand, afraid that he would be stimulated and run away.

Lin Dian even suspected that if it was possible, Qin Jiangyin might directly lift the back of his neck, so that Qin Jiangyin would probably feel more at ease.

Lin Dian slightly moved his hand that was held in Qin Jiangyin's palm, and before Qin Jiangyin could grab the gap to prevent him from moving, Lin Dian opened his hand lightly.

His fingers slid across Qin Jiangyin's fingers, and his fingertips lightly touched the back of Qin Jiangyin's hand.

Lin Dian didn't dare to look at Qin Jiangyin. He just lowered his head and turned his eyes to the mirror beside him.

I also don't know why the elevator in this hospital is equipped with a mirror wall, but Lin Dian can just use the mirror next to him to quietly look at Qin Jiangyin.

Lin Dian felt that Qin Jiangyin's fingers were also slowly buckled down, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but before he could look back, Qin Jiangyin slightly tilted his head back, turned the angle, and met him in the mirror Lin Dian's eyes.

He rolled his eyes and didn't say anything, but it made Lin Dian feel like he was caught doing something wrong.

...Obviously Lin Dian did nothing wrong.

Lin Dian quickly withdrew his gaze and wanted to explain, but the words turned around a few times, and finally when the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, he still said, "I'm afraid you won't be happy."

Qin Jiangyin led him out, pretending not to understand: "I am not unhappy because of the Qin family."

Ok.

Lin Dianxin said that since you mentioned it, then he was not polite: "I interviewed you before and said that you have a good relationship with your family. I thought... I shouldn't ask to bring gifts."

Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows secretly, and walked to the side of the car, but he didn't rush to open the door to get in.

After all, after sitting in, there is a [-]-volt light bulb in the driver's seat, and you can't help but glance at them in the rearview mirror.

Qin Jiangyin didn't really care, but he wondered if Lin Dian would feel uncomfortable: "No."

He subconsciously wanted to twist his fingers, but when he moved, his fingertips rubbed against the back of Lin Dian's hand.

Lin Dian's senses are sharper, and Qin Jiangyin's movements are very light, like the tip of Quan'er's tail brushing the back of his hand, but unlike cat fur, Qin Jiangyin's touch is more obvious.

is real.

Whether it's the temperature, or a little callus on his fingertips.

Lin Dian endured it, so he didn't grab Qin Jiangyin's hand to keep him from moving.

Sensing that Lin Dian's body was a little tense, Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows quietly and stopped his small movements.

So Lin Dian relaxed again.

Qin Jiangyin chuckled, remembering it in his heart, but he was talking about the Qin family's affairs: "To be honest, I am quite grateful to the Qin family."

Lin Dian didn't understand, so he looked at him, but Qin Jiangyin didn't say anything more. He let go of Lin Dian's hand, and opened the car door for Lin Dian: "Are you hungry? Do you have an appetite for supper? If so, what would you like to eat?"

Lin Dian thought for a while: "Hot pot, I want to eat beef."

Qin Jiangyin sat beside him, closed the door, nodded, and signaled Feng Ting: "Drive."

Feng Ting, who seemed broken since seeing them appear hand in hand: "..."

To be honest, he didn't quite understand what was happening.

Feng Ting knew that Qin Jiangyin did not tell Lin Dian about his relationship with the Qin family, and even knew that this person did it on purpose.

For this reason, Feng Ting also asked Qin Jiangyin what to do if Lin Dian was scared away by this situation.

You must know that the love contract is signed, but it has no legal effect in itself.

At that time, Qin Jiangyin was holding a book with a cartoon-style cover of The Sea and an Island, without raising his eyelids, and replied casually: "He can try."

Since then, Feng Ting has been imagining the big drama of "he escapes, he chases, he cannot fly without wings".

To this day, Feng Ting has made all the preparations, waiting for Qin Jiangyin's order to arrest him...

So why is the atmosphere so harmonious? !

Still talking about whether you want beef rolls or beef slices? !

"...Can't you care about me who is allergic to beef?"

Feng Ting started the car in grief and indignation, at a loss for the calmness of the two of them, shocked by the scene just now, annoyed that Brother Qin didn't mention his allergy to beef at all.

Lin Dian, who has a soft spot for beef, did not expect that there would be people allergic to beef around him: "."

He didn't know what to say, so he had to look at Qin Jiangyin.

Qin Jiangyin raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Ting: "Since when did you become allergic to beef?"

Feng Ting: "..."

He smiled slightly, and stepped on the accelerator when the light turned green: "Brother, your brother, I have been allergic to beef since I was born, and the first time I discovered it was when I was eating barbecue with you outside. Good brother."

Lin Dian was struck by his last "good brother".

He rubbed his arms expressionlessly, and Qin Jiangyin also had a salty expression: "Speak well."

Feng Ting knew that Qin Jiangyin was in a good mood when he spoke up, so he joked casually: "Yes, yes, yes, the one next to you is not the only one who can call you a good brother."

Lin Dian: "?"

Before he had time to speak, Qin Jiangyin slightly raised his chin and looked at him, as if he was thinking about what it would be like if Lin Dian yelled these three words.

Lin Dian pursed his lips, Qin Jiangyin thought he was a little shy after all, after all, he was indeed too nasty, but Lin Dian asked seriously: "Do you want to hear it?"

Qin Jiang twirled his fingers, he was used to never being able to guess Lin Dian's situation: "If you want to hear it, you can call it? Do you have no bottom line?"

Lin Dian was full of doubts: "I just called my brother, not my father. You are indeed older than me."

Keep your tone normal, there is nothing wrong with my good brother.

He was just struck by Feng Ting's feigned feminine voice.

Very good, perfect logic, irrefutable.

Qin Jiangyin couldn't remember how many times he was defeated: "No, I don't have this hobby."

Lin nodded.

Although he didn't know what Qin Jiangyin was thinking, at least Lin Dian relaxed because of this episode.

Even though his mind was still playing the frame in the hospital, the sense of touch still seemed to remain, but Lin Dian's mind returned.

It's not entirely based on instinct to answer.

Lin Dian lowered his eyes, he was sure that Feng Ting knew the situation of Qin Jiangyin's family.

Because when they went up, Feng Ting showed a meaningful expression, which meant to make him take care and calm down.

Moreover, when Feng Ting talked about the Qin family, his attitude was a bit contemptuous.

Lin Dian was still thinking about how to naturally ask Qin Jiangyin what that sentence meant, and Qin Jiangyin spoke first: "The Qin family sent someone to look for you, what did you say?"

Lin tilted his head, a little puzzled: "Don't you know?"

"5000 million is my guess."

Qin Jiang smiled faintly: "I know them well, they have tens of billions of assets, and they claim to be high-ranking and noble..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, anyway, Lin Dian understood.

However, Qin Jiangyin's attitude was subtle.

When he said this, he really didn't mock the Qin family at all, as if an outsider was commenting.

Qin Jiangyin asked again: "Why do you think I sent someone to watch you? Because of 5000 million?"

Actually not.

Lin Dian pursed his lips, he just felt that Qin Jiangyin in front of him probably could do such a thing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Jiangyin said leisurely: "If you don't speak, you are acquiescing."

Lin Dian vetoed it before being acquiesced by him: "No."

He felt that his speculation about Qin Jiangyin was a bit malicious, and he couldn't say it directly, but he really couldn't find a better excuse.

Only when Lin Dian faced Qin Jiangyin did he feel that he was so powerless at level [-].

Fortunately, Qin Jiangyin didn't ask any more questions, but just bent his eyes, as if thinking of something: "By the way, come here with your head."

Not knowing what he was going to do, Lin Dian subconsciously stretched his head over: "What's wrong?"

Qin Jiang stared at the slender and fair neck that stretched out under his eyelids unsuspectingly, and only then did he realize that Lin Dian's neck was also very beautiful.

Like a swan's neck, even if it is bent, it carries a touch of pride and confidence.

Lin Dian is a person who does not feel inferior in his bones.

Moreover, the cold white skin pierced Lin Dian's blood vessels a bit, running down the veins of the neckline... Qin Jiang faintly remembered the feeling of Lin Dian's butterfly bone every time he patted it.

Lin Dian is actually on the thin side.

I have to take care of it again.

Qin Jiangyin casually took out the red rope from his pocket, pulled it, and wrapped it around Lin Dian's neck with ease.

Lin Dian didn't hide at all, Qin Jiangyin chuckled and said, "Why are you so obedient?"

Isn't this sent to the door for him to bully?

Seeing him put down his hand, Lin Dian raised his head: "You won't cut off my head."

He lowered his eyes and saw a black Guanyin hanging around his neck, he was stunned: "...what?"

"Gift."

The inside of the car was relatively dark, and Guanyin's true color could not be seen, so Qin Jiangyin reminded: "It is not black."

Because of the drawstring design, Guanyin fell on Lin Dian's neck, which made it a little longer, so Qin Jiangyin stretched out his hand to shorten the rope.

Lin Dian was still wondering why Qin Jiangyin gave him this, when he felt a heat on his neck.

Qin Jiangyin pressed his fingers against his neck and collarbone, and gently pulled the red rope.

Lin bit his lips.

Feng Ting doesn't like the lights in the car when driving, so the back seat is really in the shadow, but it can be brightened when a car passes by.

Lin Dian took advantage of this fleeting light to quietly look at Qin Jiangyin.

The distance between him and Qin Jiangyin is so close.

Qin Jiangyin's eyelashes are so long.

Lin Dian was a little afraid to breathe.

Because... Qin Jiangyin's lips are beautiful.

In fact, pulling the drawstring was very fast, but Qin Jiangyin didn't know why he was a little fuzzy, and his movements were slow and delicate, depending on whether he was satisfied with the position of Guanyin.

more importantly--

When Qin Jiangyin's fingertips slid down the red rope, he tugged on La Lin's collar.

He lifted Guanyin and put it into Lin Dian's clothes, and he was caught off guard by the cold feeling. Lin Dian wanted to hide back for a while, but one person was extremely vile.

Qin Jiangyin tugged at his clothes, and pressed his index finger on Guanyin through the clothes, making Lin Dian's collarbone and Guanyin stick squarely.

Just as Lin Dian was about to ask him what he was doing, Qin Jiang let out a muffled laugh.

He intentionally lowered his voice so that Feng Ting could not hear: "You can breathe."

He called him, his gentle voice trembled a little because he was holding back a laugh: "Lin Dian."

Lin Dian: "..."

Lin Dian's feeling is correct, Qin Jiangyin today is indeed different from the past.

I don't know which nerve started to fall ill again, and I insisted on smashing his inherent impression in Lin Dian today.

And Lin Dian never thought that Qin Jiangyin's common name would be so beautiful when it comes out of Qin Jiangyin's mouth.

Qin Jiangyin's voice is indeed the most special instrument in the world.

From Lin Dian's ears, it was the kind of ordinary words that were very different from Qin Jiangyin's mouth.

"Really, you can trust me."

Qin Jiangyin blinked slightly, but he wasn't playful, instead he was full of teasing from mature men: "I'm not weak enough to be blown away by you."

Lin Dian: "."

He finally couldn't help it, and immediately fucked out the butcher knife, and slapped Qin Jiangyin's hand that was still pressing his clothes off expressionlessly.

Qin, Jiang, Yin, Zhen, De, Good, Childish, Childish.

Qin Jiangyin's hand was slapped away, but he was not angry. He twirled his fingertips and laughed even deeper.

Not easy.

After teasing so many times, I finally blew my hair.

Feng Ting, who watched all this quietly but didn't know what they were talking about, saw Lin Dian make a move on Qin Jiangyin, his eyelids twitched.

Then look at his crazy old brother-well, not angry.

If Feng Ting didn't understand, he never understood Brother Qin.

They didn't talk much after that.

The main reason was that Lin Dian fell asleep easily when he got in the car, Qin Jiang kept silent, and he didn't want to know anything. Although there was something in his heart that was messed up, it didn't prevent Lin Dian from falling asleep in seconds.

When his head landed on Qin Jiangyin's shoulder again, Qin Jiangyin was able to adjust the angle naturally, and he didn't forget to help Lin Dian zip up the zipper that was pulled down by Lin Dian.

Qin Jiangyin met Feng Ting's eyes who were still peeking at them in the rearview mirror: "Turn up the air conditioner."

Feng Ting wanted to say that brother and I are hot, but before he could say anything, he recalled Qin Jiangyin's attitude towards matters related to Lin Dian in the past few days: "Okay brother."

Although he felt horrified, the relationship between Feng Ting and Qin Jiangyin was not just that of friends.

Feng Ting would be very happy if Qin Jiangyin could like someone and care about something.

And will shed old father's tears.

Lin Dian was woken up by Qin Jiangyin's call after arriving again.

He rubbed his eyes a little sleepily, this action caused Qin Jiangyin to linger on him for two more seconds.

It's true that Lin Dian has a debt-collecting cool face, and it's true that some small details are so soft and attractive.

Because Feng Ting has been photographed many times with Qin Jiangyin, some of Qin Jiangyin's big fans know Feng Ting's face, and this is Kyoto after all, so the three of them went in together wearing masks.

Lin Dian used to come to this hot pot restaurant when he was in middle and high school in Kyoto. Later, the Affiliated Office of the Teachers College invited outstanding graduates to return to school.

His hot pot is really expensive, non-VIP customers are not entertained, most of the VIP customers can only sit in the hall, the private rooms are reserved for those at the top of the pyramid, and capitalism is brought to the extreme.

But I can't stand it, it's really Helin's taste.

Lin Dian often comes to eat alone.

Lin Dian didn't expect Qin Jiangyin to know this store, and seeing the lobby manager's attitude of approaching them as soon as he saw them, he still knew him: "Mr. Qin, we have reserved the old seat for you, please come here."

The boxes reserved for them in the store are very elegant and clean.

As soon as he entered Lindian, he took off the mask. He didn't like to wear these, and he felt stuffy and uncomfortable.

The lobby manager handed over the menu in person, and in a determined tone wanted to report some special dishes to Qin Jiangyin, but before he could say anything, Qin Jiangyin handed the menu to Lin Dian first: "You can have a look at some special hot pot ingredients in his house. "

Lin Dian naturally knows.

He ordered with ease, and seeing that he was about to close the menu, Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you want beef?"

Lin Dian looked at Feng Ting: "Brother Feng is not allergic to beef?"

Feng Ting is a good communicator, and he has become half acquainted with Lin Dian in the past ten days.

The two chatted on WeChat several times, and Lin Dian played games with Feng Ting twice, so the name came up naturally.

Qin Jiangyin listened without saying a word, and only glanced at Feng Ting with a half-smile.

Feng Ting was surprised that Lin Dian listened to his own words. The elders are used to it, and they were a little flattered when they were cared for at first, but under Qin Jiangyin's gaze, his desire to survive immediately reached the max: "I'm fine. , I’ll cook another pot, don’t feel wronged because of me.”

Qin Jiangyin patted Lin Dian's butterfly bone: "Don't worry about him, just order what you want. I brought you here to eat, not him."

The lobby manager endured it again and again, but still couldn't help but quietly glanced at Lin more.

He mainly wanted to see who could be treated like this by Qin Jiangyin, so that he could remember, but he didn't expect that the lobby manager's line of sight shifted an inch, and Qin Jiangyin suddenly raised his eyes.

The lobby manager was stunned.

Qin Jiang had crooked eyes, gentleness and alienation coexisted in his eyes.

Those who can do the lobby manager of this kind of store are all good people. Sometimes Qin Jiangyin doesn't need to say anything, the lobby manager can understand.

He immediately lowered his head, not wanting to look at Lin again.

After Qin Jiangyin drew the boundary, he lowered his head leisurely, and put the hand that left Lin Dian's butterfly bone on the back of the chair behind Lin Dian, drawing the line clearly.

Lin Dian was unaware of this, he pushed the tablet to Qin Jiangyin when he ordered the food, but Qin Jiangyin didn't intend to add more food, just said: "There is also pure milk."

Lin Dian doesn't like carbonated drinks, but he doesn't like drinking water very much either.

Drink the most is milk.

He listed pure milk in the drink column on his like-dislike list.

Qin Jiangyin really memorized it.

Lin bit her lower lip.

Qin Jiangyin said in the interview that he has a bad memory. He is not sure if Qin Jiangyin is also lying, but from the fact that Qin Jiangyin really does not remember Feng Ting’s beef allergy and Feng Ting is not angry about it, it can be seen that Qin Jiangyin’s memory is really bad. good.

The lobby manager took the tablet, said yes and went out.

After that, a special waiter came to clean and disinfect the dishes in front of them... The whole process took a lot of time.

Lin Dian was actually not very hungry. He ate dinner on the plane and didn't exercise much to digest his food.

But it's rare to come to Kyoto, and it doesn't feel right not to eat a hot pot.

What's more, it was his favorite hot pot restaurant that Qin Jiangyin brought him here.

What a coincidence.

The waiter first served a bottle of hot fresh milk, Qin Jiangyin opened it for Lin, and poured it into his cup: "I have to go to Qin's house tomorrow."

Instead of going back, he used go.Lin Dian picked up the cup silently and took a sip. The warm milk flowed down the esophagus, warming his stomach, and Lin Dian said oh.

He didn't care about the Qin family's scrutinizing eyes on him, and he didn't take the fact that the Qin family sent someone to dump 5000 million to make him leave.

Lin Dian was only thinking about Qin Jiangyin.

But now that Feng Ting is still around, he still has to play the role of Qin Jiangyin's lover dutifully, so he didn't ask anything.

After the meal, Feng Ting drove them to the hotel again, and then waved at them: "Come on, Brother Qin will leave it to you. I haven't been back to Kyoto for a long time. Go home and have a look."

Lin Dian agreed, but Qin Jiangyin turned his head and glanced at Feng Ting, and repeated the address he had just called: "A little?"

Lin Dian didn't feel much about this title at first, but when it came out of Qin Jiangyin's mouth, especially the gentle voice of the man stretched the son's voice, it seemed to be a bit of a thousand twists and turns, so Lin Dian's heart skipped a beat. Betrayed him very disappointingly.

Lin Dian thought that if he did this every day, he might have a heart attack sooner or later.

Feng Ting coughed lightly, immediately stood up straight, and corrected: "Mr. Lin."

Lin Dian really wanted to say that it was unnecessary, but seeing Qin Jiangyin's satisfied expression, he kept silent.

Forget it.

As long as Qin Jiangyin is happy.

After entering the hotel, Qin Jiangyin didn't say anything to Lin Dianduo, but only told him to go to bed early: "It's not good to stay up all night."

I don't know if it's because it's late, but Qin Jiangyin's voice was a little lazy, but he still didn't forget to tease Lin: "A little?"

Lin Dian: "..."

He finally couldn't help it: "Don't call me that."

Qin Jiangyin tilted his head and said deliberately: "Others can, but I can't. It's a bit too much."

Lin Dian: "."

He pursed his lips and did not speak, so Qin Jiangyin asked again: "Why can't I shout like that?"

Why Qin Jiangyin can't? This is an obvious question.

If Qin Jiangyin kept shouting, Lin Dian would have a heart attack sooner or later.

But it was impossible for Lin Dian to tell Qin Jiangyin directly, so Lin Dian could only press his lips together.

Qin Jiangyin didn't get an answer, and he didn't feel depressed, but instead rolled his eyes: "Are you shy?"

It wasn't, but that seemed like the best excuse.

Lin Dian couldn't answer at all, Qin Jiangyin twitched his fingers and nodded slightly: "If you don't speak, you will acquiesce."

He laughed, but he still couldn't help rubbing the head of Lin Dian, who was teased by him until he pursed his lips deeply: "I remember."

Lin Dian, who really didn't know what shyness was, held back for a long time, and finally could only say "hmm".

Qin Jiangyin didn't care, but felt that Lin Dian like this would make his bad roots get out of control: "Then what should I call you?"

Lin Dian subconsciously said, "Don't talk."

Qin Jiangyin: "? Why? It's a bit too much for you not to let me speak. People have long mouths, aren't they just for talking?"

There is also a little tease.

Lin Dian couldn't express himself: "Nothing."

He said casually, "Just call me by my full name."

Qin Jiangyin nodded: "Well, I remember."

Lin Dian always felt that his words were meaningful, but he couldn't figure it out.

The two didn't chat for too long, and when they reached their respective rooms, they said good night to each other.

After Lin Dian washed, he found out that his brother had sent him a message.

【Ying Bai: Have you gone to Kyoto? 】

Lin Dian was not surprised that he knew: [Well]

【9: Seeing his family with Qin Jiang】

As soon as Lin Dian sent out the message, Ying Bai's call arrived.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Ying Bai's voice sounded a little tired: "I have contacted the Qin family a few times, if you don't like it, there is no need to wrong yourself."

Lin point say yes.

Ying Bai: "Are you planning to take Qin Jiangyin home?"

This question directly asks the most critical place.

Lin Dian must have thought about it, but at the moment...

"Say more."

Ying Bai seemed to find it a bit tricky: "A little bit."

He paused, and said hesitantly: "Although our ideas are not so traditional, and we don't require you to start from beginning to end, but after I understand it, this circle is still quite chaotic. You have to take good measures."

Lin Dian: "You think too much, I mean to see him."

"He doesn't want to go home with you?"

"……no."

Lin Dian didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say: "I will take him there, but not now."

Confirming that he didn't suddenly go through a rebellious period that never appeared, Ying Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. Just tell me if you need anything."

Lin Dian hummed, as if thinking of something: "By the way, brother, I may also take on variety shows in the future, and I need an assistant."

It's not good to bother Feng Ting all the time.

You can't let him do the work of two people alone.

Ying Bai nodded without much hesitation: "Okay, I'll send someone to report to you when you return to Suicheng."

Lin Dian knew that Ying Bai would make arrangements, so the two brothers didn't say anything more. After hanging up the phone, Lin Dian lay down on the bed early and fell asleep in order to ensure that tomorrow's combat state was the best.

next morning.

Qin Jiangyin always washed up very early and sat in the small dining room, eating breakfast slowly.

When Feng Ting came, Qin Jiangyin hadn't finished eating the bread in front of him.

"Brother Qin."

He yawned: "have you noticed that your attitude towards Lin Dian is a little different."

Qin Jiangyin turned the cup in his hand to see the milk swaying slightly in it: "What identity are you chatting with me now?"

Feng Ting smiled sheepishly: "Don't be so vigilant all the time, let's treat it as a very ordinary chat."

"Why are you nervous?" Qin Jiang glanced at him faintly, and chuckled, "I picked you, not you who rushed here."

Feng Ting shrank his neck, not daring to answer.

Qin Jiangyin said slowly again: "I have seen him."

Feng Ting: "What?"

"He probably doesn't remember."

Qin Jiangyin looked indifferent: "That hyacinth was given by him."

Feng Ting was stunned for a moment, thinking of the hyacinth that Qin Jiangyin had sealed with glue and preserved until now: "...Isn't it, is it so destined?"

Qin Jiangyin drank the last sip of milk: "Although his voice has matured a lot, his way of thinking and speaking is almost the same as before."

Feng Ting felt that he vaguely understood something: "Brother Qin, you are not going to tell me that you really like him, are you?!"

Damn, if that's the case, then the iron tree is blooming...

Qin Jiangyin was noncommittal, but raised his lips meaningfully: "He is the first person to praise me and also the first person to give me gifts."

Moreover, Lin Dian is also the only one among so many people Qin Jiangyin has met who hasn't changed much from childhood to adulthood.

Lin Dian did have a weak filter in Qin Jiangyin's place.

Feng Ting pondered the meaning of Qin Jiangyin's words: "Then that paper agreement...?"

Qin Jiang smiled faintly: "A lot of the content above was originally written by me to tease him to see his reaction, but I didn't expect him to sign it without raising any objections."

Saying this, Qin Jiangyin seemed to remember something, took out his mobile phone, found out the card number that Lin Dian had given before, and typed a series of numbers.

Feng Ting was a little confused: "You knew it was him then?"

Qin Jiangyin twirled his fingers, only said yes, and didn't say much.

But in the end, he was seduced by Lin Dian's voice at the age of nine, and he was seduced by Lin Dian's face at the age of 28.

It was he who took the initiative, and it was also he who lost everything.

Feng Ting wanted to ask something else, but Qin Jiangyin slightly raised his eyebrows and looked behind him: "Wake up so early?"

Lin Dian, who came to the small restaurant just after washing up, still had a bit of sleepiness in his eyes: "Well, um."

Qin Jiangyin pushed the warm bread in front of him in the direction of Lin Dian: "It contains cheese and condensed milk."

Lin Dian sat down beside him and ate a mouthful of bread.

Cheese condensed milk has both sweet and salty flavors. Lin Dian is actually not picky about food. When he says he doesn’t like sweets, he also means that he doesn’t like too sweet.

Qin Jiangyin picked up a new cup and poured him the milk in the thermos.

Lin nodded his head and was still a little dazed. After saying thank you, he thought that Qin Jiangyin was actually good at taking care of others.

Lin ordered three or five mouthfuls and finished the bread. Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows: "So hungry?"

After Lin Diangulu took a sip of milk, he was a little puzzled: "Isn't there still a battle today... do you want to go to Qin's house?"

Qin Jiangyin basically guessed what he swallowed.

He rolled his eyes: "I'm sorry I didn't tell you clearly. I originally wanted to go in the afternoon."

Lin didn't blame him at all: "Oh."

Qin Jiangyin: "But since you're up, it's better if we go early."

The Qin family is not only known as a century-old family, but actually preserved some feudalism.

For example, all the members of the Qin family live in a large single-family villa in the middle of the mountain. When Lin Dian heard Feng Ting's introduction to him, he was full of one idea.

...Aren't there too many people noisy?

Lin Dian doesn't go to his father's place often, not only because of the distance, but also because his father lives with his grandparents, plus housekeepers and helpers, as well as students who occasionally visit his father, and friends who stay for a few days ... Adding all these things together, there are dozens of people in the manor.

Although the place is big, it will not be noisy, but Lin Dian feels that he is visually disturbed.

The car drove into the middle of the mountain, the Qin family didn't want to see Qin Jiangyin, but they wouldn't make a move to turn him away.

They are afraid of being discussed in public.

A very beautiful phoenix tree was planted in the Qin Family's courtyard, so Lin Dian took a second look after getting off the car.

Qin Jiangyin tilted his head and asked what was wrong, Lin Dian said: "My mother likes plane trees very much."

Qin Jiang glanced at the big tree, smiled lightly, and didn't answer.

When Feng Ting was looking at this tree in Lin Dian, his eyelids twitched, and now that Qin Jiang hadn't had an attack, he quickly changed the subject: "Let's go, let's finish this early, let's go eat delicious food at noon. "

From the moment they stepped into the gate of the Qin family, someone led their car to park at the corresponding location.

After getting off the car, someone stepped forward and called "Second Young Master Qin", and then called Lin Dian and Feng Ting to be Mr., and then led the way without saying a word.

It seemed that Qin Jiangyin was not a child of this family, and he didn't know how to get to his own house, but was just a guest.

Lin Dian has seen a family with many rules, at least he thinks his father has enough rules, but this is the first time he has seen a family with such rules.

So he tilted his head and asked Qin Jiangyin: "Are there so many rules in the Qin family?"

He used "Qin's family" instead of "your family". Such wording obviously put Qin Jiangyin in a good mood.

Qin Jiangyin twirled his fingers and looked at the castle-like villa not far away: "This is just the beginning."

When they reached the gate of the villa, an old man in a suit bowed to Qin Jiangyin, and then said to Lin Dian and Feng Ting: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Feng, the master wants to talk to the second young master, please follow me to the tea room. "

Qin Jiang smiled faintly: "Don't be suspicious, Feng Ting already knew about the Qin family's bad debts. As for Lin Dian, let's not say that he saw what the so-called upper-class Qin family is like yesterday, just say he is me. Object, what is there to avoid?"

The butler remained silent, only looking at Feng Ting and Lin Dian.

Qin Jiangyin was obviously used to being ignored by this family, he put his key into Lin Dian's palm: "Go and wait for me in my room, Feng Ting knows the way, let him take you there."

Lin Dian hesitated for a moment, he was a little worried about Qin Jiangyin.

Qin Jiangyin patted his butterfly bone lightly: "I will call you if something happens."

From yesterday's situation, it can be seen that it is indeed not a problem for Qin Jiangyin to attack the entire Qin family by himself. Lin was not shy at all, grabbed the key in his hand, and agreed.

So the two parties parted ways here, and Qin Jiang stepped into the main gate of the Qin family leisurely.

As soon as he entered, the first thing he saw was not his father, but his cousin Qin Hexian.

Qin Jiangyin looked at his resentful expression, and said casually, "I don't think you were temporarily blind yesterday."

"I saw him first!"

Qin Hexian clenched his hands into fists and glared at Qin Jiangyin: "You must have done it on purpose! Did you peek at my phone?! Otherwise, how could you know about Lin Dian?!"

Qin Jiangyin didn't want to waste too much time with this brainless child. He had his own purpose in going back to Qin's house this time, but Qin Hexian's words stopped Qin Jiangyin from going upstairs.

Qin Jiang lowered his eyes, staring at Qin Hexian: "Your mobile phone?"

The man's gentle voice was always stained with a smile, but whether the smile was sunny or cold, only those who were in it could understand it.

Qin Jiangyin twitched his fingers, and when Qin Hexian was about to say the third sentence, he dodged suddenly. Before Qin Hexian could react, he grabbed Qin Hexian and smashed him hard. On the handrail of the stairs.

Qin Hexian also learned a little Sanda, and wanted to counterattack with his backhand, but no one thought that Qin Jiangyin slipped his hand, took out a pocket knife from his pocket, and pressed it against Qin Hexian's neck: "You better do not move."

Even if the cold weapon is lit, Qin