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Chapter 31 Naobudi CEO and his little green plum (27)
Chapter 31 Naobudi CEO and his little green plum (27)
Behind the cabinet door, there was a row of cosmetics in dark packaging neatly arranged, and the bottle body was printed in French.
Qin Jiming reached out and turned the bottle, checking the labels one by one.
The word "men's style" appeared in every bottle, like a sharp knife, pierced into his heart fiercely, and blood spattered everywhere.
The conclusion is obvious.
In Lin Qinglan's house, there lived a man.
...but not him.
Qin Jiming suddenly remembered the clothes that were placed beside the bed when he woke up.
In an instant, the whole person was like a basin of cold water being poured on the head, freezing to the bone.
233 was bored watching Bai Ling change the bed sheets in the guest room, when he suddenly detected Qin Jiming's mood change, he let out a surprised cry.
Before he could tell Bai Ling in time, a burst of hurried footsteps approached the door.
Qin Jiming walked over quickly, his face was gloomy like water, and his whole body was filled with a whirlwind-like aura.
He walked very fast, just as Bai Ling turned around in a daze, he was grabbed by the shoulder and slammed against the wall.
Bai Ling: "...?"
Qin Jiming's hands trembled a little, his joints turned white, and his breathing became uncontrollably heavy.
The sound of heartbeat echoed in Bai Ling's ears, like a drum beating.
He took a few deep breaths before trying to calm down his voice, "...Who is it?"
Who is that man? !
The old monster who was questioned by him blinked, and finally understood why Qin Jiming suddenly went crazy.
——Lin Qinglan is not married, and Lin Zhiyuan is not married. This pair of siblings who have a deep affection are still living together.
Qin Jiming cut off contact with Lin Qinglan very early on and didn't know anything about her family affairs.
It was probably because of what she saw when she went into the bathroom just now that she misunderstood that Lin Qinglan was living with someone else.
Bai Ling knew it well, but he didn't reveal it right away.
She seemed to be frightened by Qin Jiming's appearance, her face turned pale, her eyes flickered, and she dared not look at him.
Qin Jiming lowered his head and stared into those piercing eyes. He felt his throat tighten and he couldn't speak.
He wished that Lin Qinglan shook her head and denied it right now.
...Even if it was just an excuse, he was willing to accompany her to fool the past.
No.
The woman just looked away in embarrassment, her cherry red lips opened and closed, but she didn't utter a word in the end.
... Qin Jiming suddenly regretted asking this question.
He was so sure that he didn't even want to know the answer.
But the words have been spoken, and there is no other way out except to open the wound and ask to understand.
Like masochistic, he asked slowly, word by word: "Do you... have a lover?"
Every word is like a deep cut in my heart, the wound bursts, and the pain trembles.
Qin Jiming didn't want to lose control like this.
He has always been calm and self-controlled, and he knows that he has no position to question her now.
But as long as he thinks that the person in front of him will abandon him and snuggle into someone else's arms, he can't help but panic, and his breath feels cold.
The wall was very hard, and Lin Qinglan felt her back hurt after being held down for so long.
Being questioned like this again, she turned her head a little uncomfortable.
As soon as he moved, Qin Jiming pinched his chin again and forced him back.
The man stared at her silently, stubbornly wanting to hear an answer.
Bai Ling was amused in his heart, but on the face he seemed to be frightened by him, mist gathered in his eyes quickly.
Qin Jiming couldn't stand her eyes, but the sadness and panic in his heart made him not want to let go no matter what.
...As if to relax for a moment, this person will plunge headfirst into the arms of others and never come back.
He is like a leopard that has been seriously injured but refuses to withdraw its claws, hugging the only prey that can save him, gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Did you forget that you were originally..."
I like mine.
(End of this chapter)
Behind the cabinet door, there was a row of cosmetics in dark packaging neatly arranged, and the bottle body was printed in French.
Qin Jiming reached out and turned the bottle, checking the labels one by one.
The word "men's style" appeared in every bottle, like a sharp knife, pierced into his heart fiercely, and blood spattered everywhere.
The conclusion is obvious.
In Lin Qinglan's house, there lived a man.
...but not him.
Qin Jiming suddenly remembered the clothes that were placed beside the bed when he woke up.
In an instant, the whole person was like a basin of cold water being poured on the head, freezing to the bone.
233 was bored watching Bai Ling change the bed sheets in the guest room, when he suddenly detected Qin Jiming's mood change, he let out a surprised cry.
Before he could tell Bai Ling in time, a burst of hurried footsteps approached the door.
Qin Jiming walked over quickly, his face was gloomy like water, and his whole body was filled with a whirlwind-like aura.
He walked very fast, just as Bai Ling turned around in a daze, he was grabbed by the shoulder and slammed against the wall.
Bai Ling: "...?"
Qin Jiming's hands trembled a little, his joints turned white, and his breathing became uncontrollably heavy.
The sound of heartbeat echoed in Bai Ling's ears, like a drum beating.
He took a few deep breaths before trying to calm down his voice, "...Who is it?"
Who is that man? !
The old monster who was questioned by him blinked, and finally understood why Qin Jiming suddenly went crazy.
——Lin Qinglan is not married, and Lin Zhiyuan is not married. This pair of siblings who have a deep affection are still living together.
Qin Jiming cut off contact with Lin Qinglan very early on and didn't know anything about her family affairs.
It was probably because of what she saw when she went into the bathroom just now that she misunderstood that Lin Qinglan was living with someone else.
Bai Ling knew it well, but he didn't reveal it right away.
She seemed to be frightened by Qin Jiming's appearance, her face turned pale, her eyes flickered, and she dared not look at him.
Qin Jiming lowered his head and stared into those piercing eyes. He felt his throat tighten and he couldn't speak.
He wished that Lin Qinglan shook her head and denied it right now.
...Even if it was just an excuse, he was willing to accompany her to fool the past.
No.
The woman just looked away in embarrassment, her cherry red lips opened and closed, but she didn't utter a word in the end.
... Qin Jiming suddenly regretted asking this question.
He was so sure that he didn't even want to know the answer.
But the words have been spoken, and there is no other way out except to open the wound and ask to understand.
Like masochistic, he asked slowly, word by word: "Do you... have a lover?"
Every word is like a deep cut in my heart, the wound bursts, and the pain trembles.
Qin Jiming didn't want to lose control like this.
He has always been calm and self-controlled, and he knows that he has no position to question her now.
But as long as he thinks that the person in front of him will abandon him and snuggle into someone else's arms, he can't help but panic, and his breath feels cold.
The wall was very hard, and Lin Qinglan felt her back hurt after being held down for so long.
Being questioned like this again, she turned her head a little uncomfortable.
As soon as he moved, Qin Jiming pinched his chin again and forced him back.
The man stared at her silently, stubbornly wanting to hear an answer.
Bai Ling was amused in his heart, but on the face he seemed to be frightened by him, mist gathered in his eyes quickly.
Qin Jiming couldn't stand her eyes, but the sadness and panic in his heart made him not want to let go no matter what.
...As if to relax for a moment, this person will plunge headfirst into the arms of others and never come back.
He is like a leopard that has been seriously injured but refuses to withdraw its claws, hugging the only prey that can save him, gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Did you forget that you were originally..."
I like mine.
(End of this chapter)
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