Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 311 Qin Huai's eyes are scarlet, and his heart is in pain 2
"You haven't even seen a movie with me."

In the end, this tone was not only anger, at least Xiao Qingyi could hear a trace of grievance.

She finally realized belatedly that the man was jealous.

She was quite happy, she bent her eyes, and muttered: "You don't like me, you don't care who I watch movies with, anyway, you don't have time to accompany me, even if you have time, you won't watch movies with me."

After she finished speaking, the phone beeped and was cut off.

Xiao Qingyi pursed his lips, quite temperamental.

She clicked and bit a piece of potato chips that Jiang Xiaolin fed to her mouth, and she didn't feel that this action had gone beyond the normal relationship between men and women.

She continued watching with gusto, but Jiang Xiaolin felt that the film was rubbish.

It's mainly screenwriter rubbish, what kind of shit suspense drama, he already knew who the murderer was from the beginning.

Of course, although the film is rubbish, it will not affect his good mood.

Because, throughout the whole process, he almost used his fake fox eyes to look at Xiao Qingyi beside him.

At first, he just thought she was cute like the fat fox he raised, which was pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked; but for some reason, when he saw the back, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable; as if a pair of hands had been stretched into his chest , tugging, continuous pain.

This feeling was very strong, but it didn't last long, it disappeared after only about ten seconds.

Jiang Xiaolin frowned, he remembered the dream that had tortured him for nearly ten years, his fox eyes narrowed heavily.

I don't know how long it took, but in a daze, someone pulled off his sleeves, and when he looked up, he saw the girl's clear eyes.

Her lips were red and her teeth were white when she smiled, just like the girl in the dream whose figure was not clear. She said, "Uncle Wu, the movie is over."

Jiang Xiaolin's chest once again felt a short-lived intense discomfort. Under the dim light, his face was as pale as paper, without that glowing enchantment, only a desolate look remained.

Xiao Qingyi realized that he was wrong, and hurriedly asked: "Uncle Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xiaolin didn't dare to look into Xiao Qingyi's eyes anymore, but subconsciously felt that as long as he looked into her eyes, his heart would hurt as if someone had taken it away.

However, this didn't stop him from taking the little girl's hand and pressing it to his heart, "Uncle, it hurts a bit here, rub it for me."

The little girl's hands were soft and tender, as if they had no bones.

Jiang Xiaolin couldn't help thinking, it's really quite poetic to hold your son's hand and grow old together.

But after thinking about it, Qin Huai's shameless words last night made others feel bad.

"Could it be the aftereffects of the operation?" He was a bit sleepy, a sick and delicate young man who was so delicate that Xiao Qingyi couldn't help giving him a princess hug.

Xiao Qingyi looked at the exit of the auditorium, and suggested: "Uncle Wu, why don't I carry you out? Maybe the auditorium is too stuffy, and your body is delicate, so you can't stand such an environment?"

Jiang Xiaolin definitely wouldn't let a little girl be hugged like this, it's simply too embarrassing.

However, he couldn't bear to miss such an opportunity to get close to the little girl, so he said: "Uncle is fine, you help me out to find a clean place, give me peace of mind, just massage it."

Because Jiang Xiaolin was originally a fairy-level beauty in prosperity, Xiao Qingyi naturally would not have thought that Jiang Xiaolin would be interested in a yellow-haired girl like her.

So she didn't think much of it at all.

About 10 minutes later, when she squatted down in a casual tea bar to comfort Jiang Xiaolin, she didn't kill Qin Huai who had bumped into them.

Of course, he always held back.

Across a floor-to-ceiling glass window, his brows remained unmoved, his eyes gloomy.

He looked at the delicate and beautiful young girl, false and real, vaguely unable to distinguish whether it was a dream or reality, he just felt that the haloed picture was surprisingly harmonious and strangely familiar, as if he would never be able to participate in it , a heart hurts severely.

After a long time, he finally remembered to do something.

Two minutes later, he appeared in front of Xiao Qingyi with a sense of coldness all over his body.

Even though his legs are disabled, even if he can only sit in a wheelchair, his aura of arrogance and arrogance will not be diminished at all. He just sits like that, looking down on the emperor of the world, stunning, cold and charming sharp.

Xiao Qingyi was very surprised, after all, the man sent a text message around ten o'clock in the morning saying that he would not be free during the day.

She said in surprise, "Didn't you say you wouldn't come here today?"

However, the man did not respond to her.

He looked at her with cold eyes, his handsome face was gloomy, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing faintly, which showed that his chest was full of anger that was waiting to be vented.

Of course, he seemed to have restrained himself very well, so he just raised his hand and grabbed her wrist fiercely, pulling her to his side, and staring at her intently.

His face remained expressionless, and he never even moved his brows. His face was full of indifference and coldness, and his usual low and mellow voice sounded coldly from the air, "Xiao Qingyi, you don't touch the spring water with your ten fingers, I The well-clothed and well-fed food provided for you and raised you, not for you to be a rough servant girl." After a pause, the voice became clearer and colder, "Who are you belittling?"

PS: Oh, I'm going to tear it up; the author has no less than 3 words in each chapter, and the cute little ones with monthly tickets all voted ha mua! (*╯[-]╰)
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