After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 201 Sleepwalking
Zhan Hanjue was obviously unwilling to believe such a result, and murmured in a low voice:

"Impossible, this girl is obviously very similar to me, not only in appearance, but also in demeanor and personality, which are the same as when I was young."

"Perhaps, there is a deviation in the test results. Since Miss Ling's blood could not be extracted, the sample I sent for testing was actually the toothbrush used by Miss Ling. Otherwise, try again?" Bai Hu said like this. Thinking of my strange behavior of secretly stealing other people's toothbrushes, I feel very embarrassed.

Zhan Hanjue's eyes darkened slightly, he shook his head, and said:

"Forget it. Although this result was unexpected, it is also reasonable. Since Ling Yunlong dared to let me take that little girl to do a paternity test, he had already expected such a result. Compared with the so-called cutting-edge Science, I prefer to trust my intuition."

"Then why don't you go to Chaoyang Orphanage to find out?"

"let's talk tomorrow."

Although Zhan Hanjue was eager to find out the truth of the matter, he cared more about Ling Mo's mood than the so-called truth.

Realizing that Ling Mo might be affected by Ling Yunlong's words just now, Zhan Hanjue seemed a little impatient.

On the way to No. [-] Taoli Street, Zhan Hanjue urged Baihu no less than ten times, just to see her sooner.

But he never expected that after he knocked on the door, the person who came to open the door for him was actually Qin Beiming in a large bathrobe.

Zhan Hanjue was instantly dumbfounded, his eyes were quenched, and his face was extremely gloomy.

When Qin Beiming met Zhan Hanjue's eyes, he was obviously a little guilty.

No, before Zhan Hanjue opened his mouth, he explained on his own:
"It's raining too much, and with the injury on my hand, I can't drive at all, so I'm staying here for one night, don't get me wrong."

"Bastard, get out of here!"

Zhan Hanjue clenched his fists, and as soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Qin Beiming's collar and dragged him out of the door.

It was rare for Qin Beiming to be treated so rudely by others, so he was naturally unhappy in his heart.

He held Zhan Hanjue's arm with one hand. He wanted to throw an overhand throw and knock Zhan Hanjue to the ground, but considering Ling Mo, he couldn't do it and let Zhan Hanjue fall to the ground. Han Jue thumped his body violently.

Ling Mo, who heard the sound, saw the two wrestling together in the heavy rain, and asked in particular doubt:
"Why do you start fighting at every turn?"

"It's just a small discussion, it doesn't matter." Zhan Hanjue suddenly raised his eyes and saw that Ling Mo was wearing the same bathrobe as Qin Beiming's, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

"How can this be considered a match? The third master has never fought back, but you only picked his wounds. The arrow wound on his chest is not healed, and his arm is still wounded. Even if you win him, it's nothing Don't you mean?"

Ling Mo knew that it was because of her that Qin Beiming hadn't fought back all this time, and his heart was touched and distressed, and he completely forgot about Qin Beiming's accusation of her small breasts in a blink of an eye.

"I didn't think about winning or losing, I just wanted to express my anger for you."

Seeing Ling Mo defending Qin Beiming so much, Zhan Hanjue didn't dare to do anything to him again.

He swiftly let go of the hands that were fettering Qin Beiming's body, and reluctantly apologized to Qin Beiming:

"Sorry, I was so offended just now."

"It's okay."

Qin Beiming answered very simply.

In order to clear up his inherent impression in Zhan Hanjue's heart, he turned his head again, and said to Ling Mo in a slow voice:

"I'm really fine. I just sparred with Mr. Zhan for a while. Don't look at his quick strikes, but it doesn't hurt at all when he hits me."

"..."

Ling Mo glanced at Qin Beiming's gauze-oozing arm, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Just looking at his behavior that doesn't care about his body makes her a little angry.

After taking a deep breath, Ling Mofu said another sentence coldly:

"I'm going to sleep, don't let me hear the sound of fighting again."

"Ah."

Qin Beiming nodded, and after Ling Mo stepped into the villa, he turned his gaze to Zhan Hanjue who was a little at a loss:
"Chat?"

"What is there to talk about with you? I didn't expect you to be so scheming, and you know how to be pitiful in front of the girl." Zhan Hanjue was obviously jealous of Qin Beiming, and said in a bad tone.

"..."

Qin Beiming was silent.

He was obviously speaking for Zhan Hanjue just now, but why was he interpreted as deliberately showing pity?
If it was normal, he would have raised his fist and smashed it.

But for Ling Mo's biological father, he really couldn't do anything.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly took out the cigarette from the side pocket of the bathrobe, handed it directly to Zhan Hanjue, and explained again:

"The villa is too big, and I don't feel at ease for her to live alone, so I try to stay here. Besides, when she was drunk once, she once said that she was very afraid of thunder since she was a child. During that time in the countryside, if there was a thunderstorm at night, her grandmother would hug her and fall asleep."

Zhan Hanjue took the cigarette handed by Qin Beiming, and sat with him on the steps of the door, while puffing out the clouds, he asked disappointedly:
"Is she afraid of thunder?"

"You shouldn't be afraid now."

"Since you're not afraid, what are you still doing here?"

"I'll just come and sleep with her at night, and I will never stay here during the day, nor will anyone leave anything to talk about."

Hearing this, Zhan Hanjue felt even more annoyed, and made him shoot directly:
"Just come and sleep with her at night? Bastard, what do you think she is? How did you say such a thing?"

"I slept in the guest room."

Qin Beiming silently blushed, and answered in a straightforward manner.

In fact, he really wanted to tell Zhan Hanjue that according to the current development speed of him and Ling Mo, he would be able to live in the master bedroom in a short time.

Therefore, instead of staring blankly in a hurry, it is better to accept this established fact as soon as possible, and happily recognize him as a son-in-law.

However, considering that Zhan Hanjue might not be able to accept such a fact for a while, he finally didn't say these words out of his mouth.

After smoking several cigarettes in succession, Qin Beiming suddenly turned his head and asked:

"Do you believe what Ling Yunlong said?"

"Do not believe."

Zhan Hanjue bowed his head slightly, and after he extinguished the cigarette butt, he said in a deep voice:
"The paternity test results of the girl and I showed that parent-child relationship was ruled out. However, I still firmly believe that she is my biological daughter. From the first time I saw her, I felt very familiar."

"The girl named Xuan Wei mentioned by Ling Yunlong, what do you think?"

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the Chaoyang Orphanage to find out about her."

Zhan Hanjue never doubted Ling Mo's life experience, after all Ling Mo is so similar to him.

However, he now has some doubts that Shi Ying was pregnant with twins.

Although Shi Ying never mentioned in his diary that he was pregnant with twins, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Qin Beiming stared in thought, and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Almost everyone thinks that Mo Mo is so strong that she is indestructible, but they don't know that there is a sensitive heart hidden under her strong shell. It is best to think twice before doing anything. If you break her heart, wait until the day when the truth comes out. It’s too late to regret.”

"Boy, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Zhan Hanjue raised his eyebrows, although he felt that what Qin Beiming said was quite reasonable, he still asked a question in dissatisfaction.

In his opinion, Qin Beiming has always been an out-and-out stinky hooligan.

Tonight, if he hadn't come in time, Qin Beiming might not be as simple as sleeping in the guest room overnight, right?
Thinking that his daughter was underage, Zhan Hanjue was even more worried.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to let Ling Mo take him in for a few days.

After shaking the water droplets off his body, Zhan Hanjue stood up without hesitation, and entered the room without looking back.

As soon as he entered the room, he found Ling Mowu sitting on the sofa playing mobile games by himself. Tete stepped forward and asked slowly:
"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Drink the ginger tea first. It's cold and you'll catch a cold easily if you get in the rain." Ling Mo's voice was cold, but there was still some inexplicable concern flowing between the lines.

"Very good."

Zhan Hanjue was flattered, holding the teacup on the low table in the living room tightly with both hands, almost speechless.

Looking at the white tiger beside Zhan Hanjue who was also drenched in rain, Ling Mo also put down his phone and poured him a cup of ginger tea himself.

"What about mine?"

Qin Beiming strode over and saw that there were no extra cups on the table, so he asked with some taste.

Ling Mo saw that the two had been competing in secret, and silently complained about "childishness" in his heart, but he still replied patiently:

"Aren't you a clean freak? I put your cup under the gauze cover on the dining table."

"A big man is still obsessed with cleanliness? How hypocritical." Zhan Hanjue added abruptly.

"The third master's cleanliness is not very serious, at least it will not affect the lives of others."

As Ling Mo said, he thought the same way in his heart.

After all, Qin Beiming's obsession with cleanliness never affected the normal communication between the two of them.

Zhan Hanjue pursed his lips, feeling an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

If one day, Ling Mo can protect him like Qin Beiming, he should wake up laughing from his dreams.

In order to quickly get closer to Ling Mo, and to better monitor Qin Beiming, Zhan Hanjue finally mustered up his courage, and said kindly:
"Girl, can you take me in for a few days? I haven't lived in the old Linjiang house for many years, and the house must have accumulated a layer of dust. Now I don't want to live in those cold and impersonal hotels. It just so happens that you have a lot of vacant houses here. If not, can you help me?"

Ling Mo instinctively wanted to refuse.

After all, there are more people in the family for no reason, and it is indeed a bit inconvenient.

This means that she has to pay attention to what she wears at home all the time, and she can't run around the house wrapped in a bath towel as she likes.

However, since she had already agreed to Qin Beiming to let him live in, she didn't care about adding two more people.

After a moment of silence, Ling Mo only nodded his head lightly, pretending to be careless, and responded casually:

"If you want to stay, you can stay. I'll go back to my room first."

"Ah."

Zhan Hanjue didn't expect that Ling Mo was really willing to take him in, his face was filled with joy, and the joy in his heart was beyond words.

And Tian's mother, who had just finished packing the tableware, was also very excited when she learned that Zhan Hanjue was the fiancé Shi Ying mentioned, and eloquently talked to him about Shi Ying's past.

Seeing that Ling Mo went back to the house first, Qin Beiming followed closely and entered the bedroom next to Ling Mo.
In the middle of the night, the rain outside the window became more and more fierce.

And everyone in the room, except Ling Mo, had already fallen asleep.

In the darkness, as if she was sleepwalking, she quietly knocked on Qin Beiming's door.

Hearing the sound, Qin Beiming woke up instantly.

Originally intended to ask who knocked on the door, but before he could open his mouth, Ling Mo had already tiptoed over to the bed.

At this moment, Qin Beiming was extremely nervous.

He couldn't tell if Ling Mo was sleepwalking, or he was using the all-purpose excuse of sleepwalking to take advantage of him.

In case, she went directly to bed, what should he do?
Should he turn sideways and hug her, or continue to pretend to be asleep, pretending nothing happened?
If he interacted with her on the bed, he was really worried that he would not be able to bear it, and accidentally crossed the threshold.

After deliberating over and over again, Qin Beiming finally decided to close his eyes tightly and not respond.

"Master, are you asleep?"

Ling Mo didn't know how nervous Qin Beiming was at the moment, so he turned on the night light by the bed and asked in a low voice.

Seeing that Qin Beiming didn't answer, Ling Mo lifted the quilt covering him again.

This move really scared Qin Beiming into a panic.

He never had the habit of sleeping with his clothes on, so he was only wearing a pair of shorts at this moment, other than that, he had no other coverings.

Considering that Zhan Hanjue had already checked into the guest room opposite, Qin Beiming's nerves became even more tense, and he dared not even move.

He was afraid that he would make some noise, which would alarm Zhan Hanjue for no reason.

After Ling Mo lifted the quilt from Qin Beiming's body, he only glanced at the fading scar on his chest, and quickly covered him with the quilt.

Qin Beiming didn't expect Ling Mo to finish reading it so soon, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Could it be that she really has no interest in him at all?

At such a fast speed, I still haven't seen his body clearly, so why did you cover him with a quilt again?

Just as his thoughts drifted further and further away, the crisp sound of opening a box suddenly came to his ears.

unboxing?
Qin Beiming instantly became alert again, and began to wonder what kind of box Ling Mo opened?

He had seen that Lu Jinjiu's carry-on suitcase was full of sex-specific items.

Could it be that Ling Mo also has such an unknown hobby?
Thinking of this, he was both nervous and looking forward to it. In just a few tens of seconds, he broke out in a sweat.

"The body is really weak enough, and I still sweat during sleep."

Ling Mo glanced at the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, wiped his sweat casually, and immediately removed the blood-sickened bandage on his arm, and applied a plaster with hemostatic and pain-relieving effects on his wound After that, Fu carefully bandaged the wound for him.

Qin Beiming: "???"

Although, the fact that Ling Mo sneaked into the house in the middle of the night to bandage his wound did make him feel warm.

But after realizing that Ling Mo didn't intend to do anything to him, he still felt very disappointed.

(End of this chapter)