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The evening breeze is on the moonlight, swaying the shadows of the trees, and sending the refreshing fragrance of flowers.The lights outside the window were dim, and there were many shadows of cars.

It's a pity that Si Jinteng didn't have the heart to appreciate it, and sat in the passenger seat with his fingers twisted, speechless the whole time.

Feeling the tension of the people around him, Lin Qiyuan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, think slowly."

The soft voice was poisonous, like a hungry wolf hiding in the grass, ready to swallow the simple prey in its belly at any time.

Si Xiaotu trembled, her ears moved alertly.Reaching out to turn on the stereo, melodious piano music suddenly sounded inside.

Um?Si Xiaotu seemed to have discovered something, and leaned in front of the car display.

"Lin Qiyuan," Si Xiaotu excitedly stretched out his finger, pointing at the screen: "You're still listening to Si Muqing's music!"

Full of confidence in the accusation, Si Xiaotu stared at him with wide eyes, as if saying, look, you didn't confess yourself.

Seeing Si Xiaotu's passionate and angry eyes, Lin Qiyuan tightened his fingers on the steering wheel.

Ruoyu, a man of Sri Lanka, will always unconsciously tease people's hearts without knowing it.

"En." Lin Qiyuan responded lightly.

"Think about what you should say. If you don't say it clearly, you are not allowed to enter the house." Si Xiaotu let out a foul breath, punching Lin Huilang and kicking Si Bailian tonight, could it be that his peak moment is coming soon? !

"Okay." Lin Qiyuan echoed, kicked the gas pedal, and the luxury car galloped on the cold street.

Walking into the door of the apartment, before turning on the light, someone turned back and pressed against the back of the door. The smell of hot wine mixed with mint cedar.

Intense, cold, contradictory and depressing.

Warm lips pressed against Si Jinteng's fragile neck, and the rough tongue coating lightly licked the tender skin of his mouth, and the child in his arms couldn't help trembling slightly.

The clear voice followed softly: "Lin... Lin Qiyuan, don't abuse your beauty, I won't accept your tricks."

"Really?" The voice went down the neck, and the big hand unceremoniously took off the expensive suit jacket.

Slowly undoing the delicate cufflinks with one hand, Si Jinteng's two hands were firmly clamped and raised above his head.

This posture... is really easy to bully.

Lin Qiyuan raised his head in satisfaction, and kissed Si Jinteng's beautiful eyes.

In a good mood: "Have you thought about it? What should I say?"

"What did you ask me to say? Why didn't you say it yourself?" Si Jinteng was so angry that he was about to shed tears, and Danfeng stared straight at Lin Qiyuan with anger in his eyes.

It's a pity that there was only a little bit of moonlight in the room, and Si Jinteng could only see the black silhouette in front of him.

"I've never liked Si Muqing." Lin Qiyuan sighed softly, he knew this was a hurdle in the child's heart.

He clarified many times, but he couldn't make the child feel relieved.

"You lied." Sure enough, Si Jinteng didn't believe it.

"I won't lie to you." Lin Qiyuan lowered his head and kissed the tip of his nose tenderly: "I will never lie to you."

Perhaps helpless to conceal, but could not bear to deceive.

"The matter of the piano music was really accidental. You just turned on the FM, and it just happened to play this music." Lin Qiyuan explained.

"Then... why didn't you say it earlier?" It turned out that it was like this, Si Jinteng really didn't notice whether the song was in Lin Qiyuan's own library or played on FM.

"In order to make you feel more balanced, I've already told you about Si Muqing." Lin Qiyuan leaned into Si Jinteng's ear: "Now, it's your turn. What's going on between you and that Wu Qiao?"

The son of Wall Street, the insight is naturally terrifying to people's imagination.

Si Jinteng was not surprised that Lin Qiyuan saw the tricks between him and Wu Qiao.

Biting his lower lip, he thought for a few seconds and said honestly: "Uncle once reminded me not to look for you in the trash can. But I didn't listen... Well, I dug him out of the trash can in country H. I found this People are scumbags, I threw him back into the trash can, and then returned to China, never seeing him again."

After all, Si Jinteng carefully observed Lin Qiyuan's movements.

"After talking about Wu Qiao, let's talk about Cheng Fei." In the dark, Lin Qiyuan finally spoke again.

"Cheng Fei?" Si Jinteng was stunned: "I have nothing to do with Cheng Fei. When I first went to country H, I couldn't speak the language, and life was inconvenient. Cheng Fei has been practicing in the company for two years, so she took care of me. Later, I returned to China. We haven't seen each other for a long time..."

Lin Qiyuan suddenly lowered his head and kissed his lips.With domineering lips and tongue, he quickly unbuttoned the remaining shirt buttons, and lit a fire on the fair and delicate skin between his fingers.

"My Xiaoliu is so unhygienic, it seems that I have to disinfect it for you."

This was the last sentence that Si Jinteng listened to after being rational and clear before being thrown on the bed.

Afterwards, scorching flames swept over, enveloping the two of them.Reason is burned out, leaving the most primitive and impulsive emotions.

The walnut was constantly impacted by the hard clamp, resisted, and tremblingly exposed the fresh and tender flesh under the entanglement.It consecrates it tremblingly to the one before it.

That person plundered unceremoniously, wanting to disassemble everything, swallow it into his stomach, keep it all in his pocket, and not allow others to covet it.

Beads of hot sweat dripped down his cheeks onto his chest, like dots of heat waves that continued to provoke him.

The lips gently covered the lips that lost their voice and panted, and the deep voice was hoarse and magnetic: "Do you like me?"

"..." Si Jinteng raised his sparkling eyes and stared blankly at the man in front of him.

"Do you like me?" The man lowered his head, bit his sweaty nose, and continued to ask.

"...I like it." There was a slight smile on the beautiful face, pitiful and touching, and the clear and soft voice subconsciously called out a name: "Lin Qiyuan."

"Call me husband." A certain big bad wolf made an inch of it.

"Lin Qiyuan?" Si Jinteng frowned.

"Hey, call me husband." A certain wolf continued to seduce: "I'll give you candy."

"..." Si Jin Teng was in a fog, unable to think at all, and ran away unconsciously after being painted a cake: "Husband."

"Shout again." The man is insatiable.

"Husband!" The voice was crisp and lively, like the cry of a warbler piercing through the morning mist.

"Good~" He raised his hand and gently supported Si Jinteng's head, staring at the beautiful and confused Dan Fengyan: "My husband will give you a lollipop~"

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"Hello, Xiaoliu." 15-year-old Simu Qing stood in front of Xiaodouding Si Xiaoliu, dressed in white casual clothes, gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze: "I am Si Muqing, you can call me Brother Mu Qing."

That was the first time Si Muqing appeared at Grandpa Si's house.

At that time, Si Yuan was admitted to university and moved out on the grounds of independent living.

Grandpa Si was afraid that Si Jinteng would feel lonely without a playmate of the same age. It happened that Si Muqing's father wanted to send the child to foster care because his mother was seriously ill and couldn't take time off to take care of the child.

There are many collateral lines of the Si family, and the relationship between the direct line and the collateral lines is not too close.It is not difficult to guess why Si Muqing's father chose to find Mr. Si, who is directly in the direct line.

For Si Xiaoliu's sake, Mr. Si kept him.

"Xiao Liu, this brother will accompany you and take care of you in the future." Grandpa Si stood beside Si Jinteng with a smile.

Si Jinteng's stature is still so small, but his skin is getting fairer, his face has grown a lot, and a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes make people unable to take their eyes off.

Si Muqing looked at the beautiful young man in front of him. He had such a skin at such a young age, so he could foresee how monstrous he would be when he grew up.

"I will take good care of you." Si Muqing remembered his father's words, only by staying at Grandpa Si's house can he contribute to the family.

Si Jinteng just looked at him indifferently, without expression: "It's time for my uncle to pick me up."

"If Si Yuan is not free, let Mu Qing take you there." Old Master Si said.

"No, I'll ask Lin Qiyuan to pick me up." Said Si Jinteng took out his phone.

Mr. Si was dissatisfied: "It's embarrassing for someone to make up for you, and you still trouble someone to come and pick you up? What kind of talk is this? We children of the Si family can't be so rude!"

The other end has already been connected, and Si Jin Teng said in a familiar voice: "Uncle's phone is not connected, can you come and pick me up?"

Before Si Jinteng hung up the phone, Mr. Si urged the other side: "Then hurry up."

"Ah Yuan really came to pick you up?" Mr. Si couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Si Jinteng glanced at Si Muqing who was standing aside: "I will stay at Lin Qiyuan's house for two days."

Mr. Si is used to this: "I only stay for two days, come back early, Grandpa will miss you."

Si Jinten pursed his lips: "It's not that Brother Mu Qing lives here."

"You are my own grandson!" Mr. Si hammered his cane and glared at his unfilial grandson.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I miss you too, grandpa." Si Jinteng said perfunctorily as he walked up the stairs.