In such an environment, facing a man who was full of oppression, Qiao Yin felt very insecure.

"Lu Lingche, why did you drag me in?"

"I think I found my clothes in here, Qiao Yin, my shirts and trousers are very expensive, and you just throw them away like this? You don't even wash them for me and give them back to me?"

"Who asked you to tear my skirt? It's your fault. I have no obligation to pay you back."

Lu Lingche actually didn't care about the clothes, he just wanted to listen to her talk.

Darkness magnifies people's senses infinitely.

She was in his arms, moving around restlessly, trying to escape.

However, he hugged her very tightly, and instead of running away, she brought him closer to her, which made him uncomfortable.

Their breaths were intertwined, and he couldn't help it, lowered his head and kissed her.

His vision was too poor, so he misplaced his aim and kissed her on the chin.

But it doesn't matter, just kiss again.

Qiao Yin was kissed by him unexpectedly and bit him immediately.

But she bit his lip until it bled, and he refused to let her go.

He kissed her harder and harder and faster.

Qiao Yin failed to resist and could only passively let him bully her.

I don't know how long it took before he let her go out of mercy.

Qiao Yin leaned on him and breathed hard, but she couldn't catch her breath for a while: "There is no air in the closet. I have difficulty breathing. Can you let me out?"

Lu Lingche hugged her and kissed her forehead.

Her wardrobe wasn't that well sealed, so air could still get in.

She had difficulty breathing because of his kiss.

"You can go out, but you can't drive me away."

"good."

Qiao Yin agreed casually, saying that she would go out first.

If she stays in the closet any longer, she might suffocate!

Lu Lingche finally let go of her and opened the cabinet door.

Qiao Yin went out first. She glanced at the chicken soup on the bedside table and suddenly smiled at Lu Lingche: "Mr. Lu, I just bit you. I'm sorry. Why don't you drink a bowl of chicken soup to replenish yourself?"

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Looking at her smile, Lu Lingche's heart moved slightly, but he said coldly: "Do you think I'm deaf? You obviously don't want to drink this bowl of chicken soup, and you want me to drink it for you, and you say it so grandly."

The smile on Qiao Yin's face disappeared instantly: "If you don't want to drink it, leave quickly. Such good chicken soup will be wasted on you! When I had a miscarriage, even half of Qiao Jiasen's children knew how to give me chicken soup. Why didn't you?

Send? It was not you who caused my miscarriage?"

On the day of her miscarriage, Lu Lingche came.

He had seen the chicken soup on her table, and it turned out that it was given to her by Jason Qiao.

Her miscarriage had indeed become a knot in his mind.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip of her chicken soup.

Then, he paused.

After a while, he swallowed it and asked with a blue face: "Is this chicken soup?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Why does it taste so bad? It tastes worse than the medicinal tea you gave me when we first met!"

Qiao Yin was stunned for a moment: "Do you remember the scene when we first met?"

"The tea you gave me tasted so bad that I couldn't easily forget it. I thought you were going to poison me."

"That tea has a few Chinese medicines added to it. The taste is really strange. Most people will vomit after taking the first sip. Why did you swallow it instead of vomiting?"

Lu Lingche said calmly: "Your eyes were too bright at that time, and your face was full of anticipation. I could only swallow it."

Qiao Yin couldn't explain what she felt in her heart for a moment.

It turned out that he didn't remember nothing, he even remembered her eyes and expression at that time.

Maybe, he actually cared about her.
Chapter completed!