Let's Hug All Night Long

Lin Xinnian frowned. The balcony was still good yesterday. How could one night be blocked? And this posture is clearly to prevent yourself from jumping from here again?

Who could it be? I was fine when I went to bed last night. Who changed it while he was sleeping? Did Rong Jinxi come back last night?

No, no!

I offended him so much yesterday and hurt him so thoroughly that he would not come back to him? Again. Even if he wants to come back, Zhong Yuhan won't let him come back!

Lin Xinnian is dreaming. I watched it again in the room. Want to find out the unusual place, but good, in addition to the balcony above a baffle. Nothing else is wrong!

Lin Xinnian walked downstairs in her slippers.

The light on the second floor is very dim, only a few floor lamps are on at the corner of the wall lamp and stairs, but the first floor is different. The light on the first floor is not only very bright. And there seems to be noise coming from the first floor!

Lin Xinnian was puzzled and crept downstairs with the armrest.

The hall was full of lights, but there was no one. On the crystal tea table was a large bouquet of roses and lilies. It looks fresh. I just bought it from the outside. I haven't had time to unpack and put the vase

Is it really Rong Jinxi? He's not angry about yesterday?

Lin Xinnian went to the kitchen, where the smell of food made her very appetizing. There's no sense of nausea at the thought of food yesterday.

There is a figure on the frosted glass in the kitchen, and the door is closed. It's not true, but look at the fuzzy shadow, it should be a very young girl with a good figure!

Lin Xinnian watched for a while. Also in the heart to guess for a while, the heart suddenly sink, is it Yuan Xin?

Rong Jinxi, this bastard, really called Yuan Xin to take care of himself?

Lin Xinnian's blood flushed to his head. He said so much to him yesterday, but it's all in vain? Why doesn't he listen at all?

Lin Xinnian came forward and pulled the kitchen door open: "Yuan Xin, who asked you to come?"

A girl in the kitchen is concentrating on the soup in the casserole. When she hears Lin Xinnian's chirp behind her, the spoon in her hand falls to the ground.

Also ignore the spoon on the ground, the girl quickly turned around, bowed her head and whispered, "good morning, Miss Lin Xinnian!"

Lin Xinnian approaches and looks at the girl carefully. Her face is delicate and her plate looks clean, but it is a completely strange face. She is not her sister Lin Yuanxin.

"Who are you? Why are you here? " Lin Xinnian was relieved, but still asked with doubt.

The girl looked up at her, then quickly moved away from her eyes, buried her head lower: "Miss Lin Xinnian, I, my name is Xiaolian, Mr. Rong asked me to come to work from today!"

"To work?" Lin Xinnian's suspicions still exist in his mind. Does he go to work? What class do you go to?

Xiaolian is a little frightened by Lin Xinnian's cold appearance. She retreats a little bit, her shoulders rise slightly, and whispers, "Mr. Rong asked me to take care of Miss Lin's life I'm a servant hired by Mr. Rong! "

Lin Xinnian breathed a low breath, and finally understood the meaning of Rong Jinxi. Looking for this Xiaolian, he meant that Yuanxin would not come over It seems that he listened to what he said yesterday!

Looking around, Lin Xinnian asked, "where is Mr. Rong?"

"He didn't come! The driver Xiaohe sent me here this morning... " Xiaolian said, to Lin Xinnian some flattering smile, smile shy.

Lin Xinnian can see that she is a girl who has not been polluted by the world. She must have given her a lot of pressure just now?

"What do you have this morning? How long will it take to eat? " Lin Xinnian looks over the stove and asks casually.

Originally intended to ease the atmosphere of a word, Xiaolian listen to more nervous, squat down to pick up the soup spoon on the ground, flustered said: "also, it's still early! I, too, have just arrived just now... "

Mr. Rong said that Miss Lin Xinnian had the habit of getting up late. He thought she could make breakfast in a hurry. She didn't expect to get up so early!

Lin Xinnian frowned and looked at her, sighed and walked out of the kitchen: "then you can make it slowly! I'll go back to sleep again

Xiaolian dropped her hands behind her and said yes.

Lin Xinnian walked a few steps, and seemed to think of something at the door. He turned to Xiaolian and asked, "did you put the baffle on the balcony of my room?"

"No, no! Xiao He took it up early this morning Xiaolian quickly defended herself behind her.

Lin Xinnian believes what she said, such a large baffle, think that Xiaolian's body is not resistant to go up, say small he is a little more credible.

When Xiaolian saw that she didn't speak, she whispered in the back: "Mr. Rong said that he was afraid that you might fall down from the top carelessly, then he called Xiaohe to block the upper part with the baffle plate!"Lin Xinnian smiles.

Although Xiaolian looks young and innocent, she is also a smart girl who knows how to please her future mistress.

Lin Xinnian walks out of the kitchen door with a smile. Xiaolian waits for her to go out. The flattering smile on her face slowly dissipates. She recovers her cool expression and continues to cook her own soup.

Instead of going back to sleep, Lin Xinnian went out of the gate and went to the front yard.

The air in the courtyard in the morning is very good. The white cranes are combing their feathers in the morning dew. When they see her coming, they don't look alarmed. They just move a few steps to the side, which is to avoid.

I don't know why Rong Jinxi raised this kind of crane in the yard? Why not have a smart husky?

Rose leaning against the corner, petals as white as jade, with dew above.

Lin Xinnian stood in front of the rose for a while, thinking of some things that should not be remembered When I was in Thailand, I seemed to have made a painting in gorang's studio.

In the painting, there is a dark and majestic man with the same dark and gloomy forest background behind him. There is also a rose flower in front of him, facing him quietly.

The rose on that painting is also white!

On the top of the painting, she wrote a light stroke with a silver toner: I have a tiger in my heart, sniffing the rose!

I can't help but think of Glenn. He is a tiger who can tear people in half. He is the delicate and fragrant rose. He believes everything in himself because of his love

But I didn't expect that in the end, it wasn't rose that was slapped into mud by tiger, but tiger was hurt by rose, and it was fatal!