"I want to hug you."

Cen Xuan lay lazily on the side of the sofa, tilted his head and smiled, but after a while, his eyes touched the man's slightly vigilant eyes, and he couldn't help being stunned, wondering: "Huh? Qin Yin, I said... What is it between us?" When did it become like this?"

"I want to hug you, can't I?"

He simply looked suspicious, did he feel so disgusted by this?

Qin Yin raised his head when he heard the words, and fixedly looked at him.

Does the child have no memory of what he said?

Cen Xuan was inexplicably guilty by this look, he stood up angrily, turned his head away, and turned back to the square table, "I don't want to be dragged down, come over to eat!"

who!How kind to treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs!

Even though he was sitting at the table with his cheeks resting on his back and opening his box of invincible and luxurious pizza, Cen Xuan could not help squinting, looking hard at the side of the sofa through the screen with hollow patterns.

I saw the man leaning on one side of the back and sitting up slowly, his movements were a little slow.

Cen Xuan realized belatedly that his leg was obviously hurting.

Hiss... With his brain, how come Qin Yin's observation ability is much weaker?

"A Yin."

Cen Xuan's heart softened in the end, and he jumped over, looping around his thin body, wrapping his arms around his back, bearing part of his strength.

"Did you bring the medicine bag?"

Cen Xuan straightened his face, helped him to sit down, half knelt down, and was about to pull up his trousers, "It doesn't matter if you don't wear them, we are in the hospital anyway."

Qin Yin raised his hand and held him down.

"Eat, it's going to be cold."

Cen Xuan frowned again, let go of his hand, and sat back on the chair obediently.

Although...there is nothing wrong with what he said, but Cen Xuan felt very clearly that Qin Yin didn't want him to come close or touch him.

How is this going?

He bit the pizza and stared at the man opposite him who was drinking the porridge quietly, thoughtfully.

Qin Yin didn't raise his eyes, but he had already noticed it, and his eyebrows and eyes did not move. "The video and the details of the scene, all the clues I have will be sent to you later."

"Oh."

Cen Xuan chewed the pizza, picked up the chopsticks and grabbed the appetizing pickles on Qin Yin's plate.

Qin Yin raised his eyelids, and simply pushed the plate over so that this guy could eat.

But as soon as the thing was pushed over, Cen Xuan put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

It's not stolen, it's not fragrant.

"Ayin, do you have... doubts?"

Cen Xuan ate quickly, and when his stomach was full, he held his chin and looked at the man drinking porridge opposite him.

He didn't eat much, just a few mouthfuls.

"Doubt work?"

The man sneered, squinted his eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, relaxed his body, and leaned back against the back, "There must be evidence."

"What if it hasn't been there all along?"

Cen Xuan got up, went around, put his arm on Qin Yin's side, and leaned over to look at him.

The man looked up.

The four eyes met, as if time stood still.

They were so close, there was a smile in Cen Xuan's eyes, and Qin Yin's brows were cold, as if they were not connected from beginning to end.

"Cough...cough..."

It was Qin Yin's cough that broke the confrontation.

He pressed his chest and coughed softly.

In an instant, Cen Xuan also stopped his aggressive posture and patted him on the back.

"I didn't mean that, I just felt—"

He softened his tone, hugged the frail man from behind, and sighed, "Just know who it is, don't worry about it so much, I have to get it back from this matter, after all, the days are still long, sooner or later, All debts... will be recovered."

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