Quick Transmigration: The sickly big guy held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 877 Mafia's Pearl 67
Hearing Jinqian's denial of her identity, Lennox gritted his teeth and squeezed her wrist.

"No, you are."

"You are Pearl."

"You can only be Pearl."

He threw Jinqian directly onto the soft bed, pushed back his black hair, his eyes were faintly flickering with madness.

This time Jinqian didn't deny it, but just kept her mouth shut without saying a word.

It is not a very wise choice to stimulate Herold again.

Herold thought that Jinqian had learned well, and immediately stroked Jinqian's hair as a reward.

Before, his pearl liked him touching her like this.

"You must be in such a bad mood because you are not familiar with this place, right?"

"Hehe...it's all my fault."

"I should have picked you up earlier."

Jin Qian blinked her eyes twice, with no emotion on her face.

Herold kneaded Jin's light pink hair, and said softly: "Oh, sorry, you should think these words are very obscure, right?"

"Look at my memory."

"Today's night is already deep, Pearl, it's time for you to rest."

After he finished speaking on his own, he wrapped Jinqian tightly in the quilt, whispered a few sweet words, put the clam in the fish tank beside him, and left.

It seemed that if he treated her so softly, the beauty in the quilt would return to her original appearance, obedient to him, and fascinated by him.

It's a pity that the original pearl that was full of joy for him has died, and in this world, only a little 'self' is left to suffer.

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In the blink of an eye, Jinqian came to Herot, and half a year had passed.

During the past six months, Herrot seemed to not know what giving up was, and he persistently came to talk to Jinqian every day.

He thought that by doing so, he could pry open Jin Qian's closed heart and influence her.

Unfortunately, it's all futile labor.Because Jinqian didn't buy it at all.

"Pearl, I may be late today."

Jinqian looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, took a symbolic sip of water, and didn't touch anything else.

In the past six months, Herault has also practiced a unique skill. Even if Jinqian ignores him and has a blank face, he can still make up Jinqian's words by himself.

Then entertain yourself.

"Oh, what? You said you don't want to eat these greasy foods?"

Herold touched Jinqian's small face.

"It was my fault."

"But Pearl, you're too skinny, you need to eat more high-protein foods."

"Okay?"

Jinqian still kept her mouth shut and didn't speak, Herault paused for a moment, then smiled.

"What? Okay? Hehe...Pearl, you're so good."

He wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, helped Jinqian get up from the dining table, led her to a sunny place, and patiently covered her with a blanket.

"It's early spring. Although it's not as cold as last winter, you can't rest assured."

"Pearl, if you are bored, just call the servants, they will come and inform me."

Jinqian squeezed the blanket tightly, looking at the boundless sky, there was a touch of lovesickness in her eyes.

Although Jinqian used the perspective ball to confirm the current situation of Lennox every day, she still wanted to see it with her own eyes and touch it with her own hands.

Here in Herot, not only is it boring, you can't see Lennox, and you can't see Colin Hadera.

Maybe it's because in the original timeline, what Colin did to the original owner was remembered by Helote. This time, the villa where Jinqian is located is surrounded by the third floor and the third floor of Helotry. Lin has an opportunity to take advantage of.

Seeing that Jinqian was silent, Herold took Jinqian's right hand and kissed gently on the tip of his finger.

"I'll come when I go."

Jin Qian pursed her lips, and when Herold was gone, she quickly washed her hands with her own ability.

(End of this chapter)