Anyin's slender fingers crossed the tags.

It's all in her size.

Is he trying to hide her in the golden house here?

A sad smile.

Qin Jian came, playing with a lighter in his hand, leaned on the wardrobe, and was slender, "don't forget, this house has half of your property rights." He bowed his head and lit a cigarette.

The beach villa has the best security system. Unless the law is broken and a police arrest warrant is issued, no one can enter the villa without the consent of the owner.

Including the old man!

If something goes wrong, it could be her refuge.

In addition, there is a secret undersea tunnel under the villa.

When you have to, you can use this undersea tunnel to escape.

This is the last chance he gave her to survive.

If one day, he can not carry, where he died, she can still live.

"I don't want it."

"Whether you want it or not, it's yours." I'm hungry. I'm going to wash my clothes

****

after taking a bath, Qin Jian came down from the stairs, and as soon as he got to the stairs, he heard the sound of the kitchen banging and chopping.

Bewildered to the kitchen, went to the door, saw a few green onions on the chopping board, anyin gritted his teeth to hold the kitchen knife.

The corner of Qin Jian's mouth took a puff, where is this cooking, is simply chopping people's corpses.

Anyin feels someone at the door, holding a kitchen knife, and suddenly turns around. The expression of hatred still remains on her face.

Qin Jian glanced at the kitchen knife, calmly turned away.

A few minutes later, an Yin brought a large bowl to the table. "Three young masters, have a meal ~"

Qin Jian went to the table, looked at a large bowl of instant noodles on the table, and turned to look at her.

To ask him to come back is to cook such a bowl of instant noodles for him?

"What are you looking at? Eat it quickly. Don't eat cold. " An Yin looks at him with a smile.

I haven't seen her good face for many days. Qin Jian raised his eyebrows and sat down. It seems that he doesn't dislike this bowl of instant noodles.

"You can have some, too."

"No, I had dinner." Anyin looks at him with her chin in her hand, and smiles sweetly.

Ghost!

Qin Jian picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of noodles and put them into his mouth.

An Yin stares at him with bright eyes and a look of expectation.

Qin Jian raised his head expressionless and looked at an Yin quietly. His long and narrow eyes were dark, but there was no anger.

No response?

It shouldn't be!

An Yin frowned and began to suspect that she did not do anything in the noodles.

She put a whole bag of salt in it.

Is it an illusion? In fact, she didn't put salt at all?

Anyin gets up and runs into the kitchen.

The empty salt bag is still there.

So, the instant noodles

An Yin looks back and sees Qin Jian pulling the napkin on the table, calmly spits the noodles in his mouth into the paper towel, throws them into the garbage can, and then pushes the noodles bowl in front of him.

Qin Jian poured himself a cup of boiled water, rinsed his mouth, and drank a glass of water. Then he went into the kitchen and went straight to anyin.

The tall and straight figure immediately gives an Yin a great sense of oppression.

Anyin subconsciously retreats, only a step back, and then she is trapped by the top of the cooking table behind her, and there is no place to retreat.

Helplessly watching him approach, anyin is nervous and does not dare to take a breath.

This time, she thought, it's a dead end.

Qin Jian stops in front of her, so close that she can't touch him.

He looked down at her, as direct, wild and dangerous as ever.

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