White cut black fairy, she is acting good again

Chapter 40

When he arrived at the door, Jiang Youbai saw that Lin Shiqing was about to enter the password, so he forced himself to turn his head away.

In fact, my heart is itching, there are really so many dots I want to see.

Dididi—the sound of entering the password resounded in the empty corridor.

It was also like dense drumbeats beating on her heart, and she was a little bit disgusted with herself. At this time, how can I pretend to be reserved, otherwise I will be able to enter the room in the future.

False reserve can't win a beauty back, even if she doesn't turn her head, she won't be allowed to look away.

Hey, this wave has lost a lot.

After Lin Shiqing entered the password, he opened the door.

Thinking of the injury on the little girl's leg, she stopped changing her shoes.

Help her go inside.

But the little girl didn't move.

"what happened?"

Jiang Youbai looked at the clean and spotless gray textured marble floor, pointed at his shoes with his slender white fingers, and said with some embarrassment: "I'd better change my shoes, I'm afraid it will make the house dirty."

Lin Shiqing pressed the sensor switch on the wall, and the gray textured curtains opposite the door slowly opened.

He said casually: "No need, the robot sweeper will clean it if it gets dirty, and it's not me sweeping, what are you afraid of?"

The bright light from the window rushed into the room as the curtains were opened, and the bright floor became more and more translucent.

Jiang Youbai shook his head and muttered softly, his already sweet voice seemed to be coquettish, "But I'm not used to it."

With white fingertips pinching the corner of the short-sleeved clothes, she lowered her head slightly, looking very cute.

Lin Shiqing stared at the little girl's fluffy hair for a couple of seconds, rubbed her browbones, bent down resignedly, and took out two pairs of slippers under the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

Then he tore off the tag from one of the gray cotton slippers with a tag and placed it lightly in front of the little girl.

Jiang Youbai raised his eyes immediately when the man opened the shoe cabinet, and quickly scanned around.

Um--

Very good, all men's shoes.

That's why she insisted on changing her shoes.

He kicked off the white sneakers neatly and put on slippers. They were very comfortable, but they were too big.

Looking down at the gray men's slippers, when will there be shoes of her size in this room, she glanced at the man from the corner of her eye - it shouldn't be too long.

Lin Shiqing was still thinking that the little girl had a knee injury, and if it was inconvenient to squat down, he would condescend to change it for her.

As a result, the little girl moved too quickly, so she had already changed.

If Jiang Youbai knew that Lin Shiqing thought so, he might regret it.

Looking down at the abrupt gray slippers on the little girl's feet, it's not pleasing to the eye, so I'll buy a pair of pink in the future.

In the next second, he came back to realize that he had such a dangerous and strange thought just now, the lip line was pressed down, and the dark eyebrows and eyes were stained with depression.

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Jiang Youbai took advantage of Lin Shiqing's change of shoes to carefully look at the flat layer.

The overall tone is black, white and gray, with a large space and a very advantageous location. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the bustling urban area.

There are not many furnishings in the house, which looks simple and refreshing, but whether it is the murals on the wall or the decorations placed randomly, all of them are high-quality goods.

The oil painting of a sea of ​​roses with strong colors on the wall is worth 800 million.

Why is she so clear, because she organized the auction.

And this painting is also...

Tsk, I didn't expect that.

It turned out that they had a relationship somewhere a long time ago.

Isn't this fate?
Not to mention that such a brightly colored painting hangs in a dark space as a whole, it has a special taste.

Like a person who walks in the dark, under his seemingly unruly and indifferent appearance, there is an extremely passionate heart yearning for the light.

Fierce and fearless.

After Lin Shiqing changed her shoes, she put a wrist around the little girl's shoulders to let her use her strength to walk all the way to the spacious and bright living room.

From the outside to the inside, the man looks very gentlemanly, except for the unavoidable touch, he never crosses the threshold, alienated and restrained.

Jiang Youbai was still a little disappointed in his heart, which was too restless.

Lin Shiqing didn't know that the warm and soft girl in her arms had such wild thoughts, so she helped her sit down on the brown leather-brushed sofa with her usual complexion.

"What to drink?"

"What do you have?"

He said solemnly: "Water and coffee."

Jiang Youbai: "..."

? ? !

Then why ask her what to drink?
No matter how embarrassing his heart was, he still had that smiling face on his face, "Bai Shui, thank you, I'm sorry."

Lin Shiqing nodded, turned and went to the cooking table.

Jiang Youbai leaned back, leaning against the sofa.

Very ergonomic design, softness and curvature are just right.

She was so comfortable that she narrowed her eyes slightly and looked around the entire living room.

On the far right is still a huge floor-to-ceiling window, the low-cost and complicated lighting emits soft light, and the precious pure white wool carpet is spread under the feet.

The gilt black marble square table is leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows. It is impossible to imagine the mood of the host when he is holding a glass of red wine and overlooking the most prosperous scene of Sijiu City.

There are no redundant colors in the living room as a whole, but everything is so harmonious.

Introverted luxury, exquisite details everywhere.

It just lacks some breath of life, as if it hasn't been long.

Soon Lin Shiqing came back with two glasses of white water, put them down, turned around and entered a room, looking quite anxious.

No hurries?
not understand.

Jiang Youbai picked up a cup casually, it was warm to the touch, just enough to drink, and the details were perfect.

Tilting his head slightly, he took two sips and looked at the shiny glass with some strangeness.

How do you feel that the white water poured by Shi Damei is extraordinarily sweet.

So he drank two more sips, and the gurgling water came to an end. He put down the glass and did it honestly, and the pain in his body became more and more obvious.

But Jiang Youbai didn't even frown, as if it was a serious scratch or not on his body.

When Lin Shiqing came out, he carried a medical kit in one hand, and held a snow-white puppet cat in the other.

What caught her eyes was a very beautiful puppet cat in the arms of a very handsome, lazy and wanton man.The visual impact caused by this combination can be imagined, and my slightly calm heart began to stir again.

Opening his arms, he met the man's twinkling peach blossom eyes and asked softly, "Can you give me a hug?"

"No, you have an injury on your hand." He lowered his body and put the cat on the coffee table.

The puppet cat tilted its head and looked curiously at Jiang Youbai with its crystal clear blue crystal cat eyes.

After looking at Jiang Youbai, he looked up at Lin Shiqing again.

It seems to be saying: "Baba, who is this two-legged beast? Why is it in my house?"

But the man actually answered seriously, "That's an injured sister, come home for treatment." He rubbed his round, furry head as he spoke.

Jiang You stared intently at the man who lowered his head. He was dignified and gentle, less scattered and more pyrotechnic. He was no longer so elusive and illusory, giving people the illusion of quiet time for no reason.

It would be great if time could stop at this moment, two people in the room and one cat, the sky is cloudy and cloudy.

The man raised his eyes to look at her, and his clear voice flowed slowly, "It's called Qingqing."

"Qing - Qing?" Jiang Youbai repeated hesitantly.

Lin Shiqing heard the little girl's soft and sweet voice chanting these two words, so tender and seductive, her heart felt a little numb.

Since he was a child, he didn't like people calling him that. As long as he didn't like it, no one would dare.

But his unscrupulous mother insisted on letting him raise a cat and named it Qingqing.

Every time I was in front of him, I was very unhappy and cried softly over and over again.

That bad taste is gone.

"It's light and heavy."

Jiang Youbai nodded suddenly, "Oh, gently."

"lightly."

"lightly."

Waving to the cat, repeating over and over again.

Lin Shiqing turned his face away, the corners of his lips curled up wantonly, thick ink was splashed in his deep pupils, a little ruffian, a little surly.

Tsk, is the little girl teasing him?

Too bad he doesn't seem to have evidence.

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