Chapter 405 (1/2)

Push open the door, Miss Lin lying on a strange bed, thinking back to the kiss in the office today, the mind can't help palpitating.

I don't know why, even the soul lost his kiss.

In the heart of that strange feeling, always can not row out, Miss Lin found that he was looking forward to, there will be next time.

Hell, when did she become so casual?

Even think of a man to kiss himself all day long.

Maybe, her memory is not clean, what she thinks in her heart, what she remembers in her head, is inseparable from that man.

At dinner time, Lin took a bath and changed into a very conservative suit.

As soon as I went down the stairs, I saw a man sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Man a set of high set pure handmade suit, calm and noble temperament.

It's Leng Yaochen.

He was sitting on the sofa with an indifferent face, hearing the footsteps and looking up.

Eyes will stand on the stairs, will not under the Miss Lin tightly bound.

Lin missed his heart for no reason. He didn't know why. He always felt that Leng Yaochen would take off his eyes at any time.

This is very different from Feng Yu's eyes.

So, she's a little disgusted.

"Miss, you come down quickly, lengshao is coming, you give me a good Hello, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." Chi minlan saw her daughter and immediately called her with a smile.

Also very witty to create a chance for them to get along alone.

Miss Lin stood there, unable to escape, so he answered.

Chi minlan personally put the washed fruit on the table, and then turned to the kitchen.

Miss Lin slowly down the stairs, and dawdled to the living room, picked a single sofa to sit down.

Leng Yaochen looks at her these deliberate small actions, not half angry, on the contrary, in the haze of the eyes, gradually spread a piece of Qingming, also with a faint smile.

"Miss, I heard that you are better. I came to see you specially." Leng Yaochen's voice was soft, low and emotional.

"Oh, thank you!" Lin Zushu looks up and gives him a quick look. He is grateful.

Leng Yaochen leaned slightly from his reclining seat just now. He put his hands in the middle of his knees, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

The atmosphere became a little stiff.

"I'll peel you an apple, will you eat it?" Lin Xiangxiang broke the silence and asked.

"Good!" Leng Yaochen was also slightly relieved.

In fact, he has a lot to say to her, but her eyes are clean and clear at the moment, just like a lake, which makes him not have the heart and do not want to disturb the clarity in her eyes.

Therefore, Leng Yaochen, who has always been a good talker, became like a wood.

When you love someone deeply, you will choose to protect her simplicity. This is the deepest love a man has for a woman.

Even though Leng Yaochen feels that he is becoming more and more jerky, he also hopes that he can keep a little clean when facing these pure eyes.

Lin took a fruit knife, grabbed a big apple and began to peel it.

She moves very fast, and, cut out the skin is also very complete, long hanging, did not fall.

Leng Yaochen looks at her quietly, very beautiful.

She is also relatively rustic, conservative, not showing mountains and no dew, but has a unique beauty.