In the early morning, the rising sun filled the earth with warm sunlight. The sunlight shone into the bedroom through the broken windows. The cold wind blew, making it slightly desolate. Even so, Mo Qingwu still didn't feel the slightest bit of coldness. Her whole body was almost
It completely stuck to Lin Beichen's body, and the warmth made her feel very at ease.
Lin Beichen, however, was leaning on the bed at the moment, eyes half-closed, looking around constantly. His palms, which were numb from the pressure, gently patted Mo Qingwu's back, as if coaxing a child to sleep, and gradually
Let Mo Qingwu relax.
That night, Lin Beichen stayed up all night, staring at the moonlight outside the window for the entire night.
This is not because Lin Beichen is not sleepy and does not want to sleep. In fact, the sneak attacks of the killers in the training meeting last night did not make him cautious. Each of those people can perfectly hide their own Qi. Although yesterday, they temporarily
The killers were shocked, but Lin Beichen couldn't guarantee whether they would suddenly attack him while he was sleeping.
Although Lin Beichen never paid attention to the threats from those people.
However, just because you don’t take it to heart doesn’t mean you won’t feel bored!
Flies buzzing around your ears will make everyone feel irritated.
In addition, there was a tall and graceful girl lying next to her. Her sleeping posture was not honest, and she kept teasing him. She looked so pitiful that even a man might not be able to handle her.
What's more, lying next to him is still the woman he once was.
This made Lin Beichen very depressed. He had no choice but to give up the idea of sleeping and silently guarded Mo Qingwu. Fortunately, nothing happened that night.
However, the names of the training meeting and Cao Yise did not echo in Lin Beichen's mind that night.
Lin Beichen really couldn't figure out what this Cao Yishi wanted to do. Looking back on his enemies in the past six months, none of them could be related to a killer organization like Cao Yishi or even the training association.
The cultivation strength is not at the same level at all. If it were done by the families in Hangzhou, there would be no need to wait until now to learn the strength of those killers. I don't know how many opportunities to attack and kill Lin Beichen.
If it wasn't the people in Hangzhou who did it, who could it be?
I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out no matter how much I think about it.
In the end, Lin Beichen had no choice but to put this question aside for the time being. He could only wait until the next training meeting or when Sosushiki himself attacked him to catch him and ask him clearly!
While he was thinking wildly, Mo Qingwu's body, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, trembled slightly, and then a pair of slightly frightened eyes slowly opened, and they immediately met Lin Beichen's eyes.
"Are you awake?"
Smiling indifferently, Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows and spoke softly.
At this moment, Mo Qingwu was like a frightened kitten, curling up next to Lin Beichen, as if holding Lin Beichen could only make her feel at ease. Although there were tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, there was no expression of fear.
Mo Qingwu hummed in confusion, but the next moment his body froze suddenly, and almost out of reflex, his eyes widened and he jumped up.
"You...why are you here with me? I..."
As he said that, he hurriedly looked down. Fortunately, the clothes on his body were intact. Mo Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief, but still suddenly looked at Lin Beichen, his eyes full of fear.
"Why are you in my bed! When did you come in!"
Rubbing his numb arms, which were pillowed by Mo Qingwu, Lin Beichen smiled helplessly: "You insist on pulling me to coax you to sleep, dragging me to death and not letting me go. Why, you forget it even after you wake up."
Okay? Come on, don’t look at me like that, I’m a gentleman and I didn’t do anything.”
With that said, Lin Beichen spread his hands helplessly and pointed at Mo Qingwu's intact clothes, indicating that he had done nothing.
Following Lin Beichen's words, Mo Qingwu recalled everything that happened last night, his breathing became a little short and his cheeks turned red.
It’s over, this was obviously all done on my own initiative!
It’s over, it’s over, it’s so embarrassing!
Despite this, Mo Qingwu still pretended to be calm and glared at Lin Beichen: "I... I was frightened. I forgot about it. I can't remember it clearly. It doesn't count... it doesn't count."
As he spoke, he crossed his arms and glared at Lin Beichen, and said fiercely: "If you dare to reveal this matter, I will never end it with you."
"good."
Waving his hand, Lin Beichen responded and stood up: "Since you are awake, my mission for the night has been successfully completed. I will not charge you for the bodyguard fee, so I will leave first.
I’ll leave the compensation for the broken window to you, don’t worry. Just sleep some more.”
"By the way, I'll call you at noon. Don't forget to go to the hospital."
With that said, Lin Beichen rubbed his sore and numb arms and stood up immediately to walk out the door.
But at this moment, Mo Qingwu became anxious. Before Lin Beichen could leave, she subconsciously grabbed Lin Beichen's wrist and asked timidly: "Where are you going?"
"I've been working as a bodyguard all night, and you're already awake. Why am I still here to do it? It's a bad influence for me to be alone."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qingwu glared at him in shame. Seeing that Lin Beichen was about to leave, Mo Qingwu became anxious. Without thinking, she hugged Lin Beichen's waist.
Strong, timid voice like a kitten:
"Don't go, I'm afraid."
This sentence instantly made Lin Beichen tremble slightly, and his face turned red unconsciously.
After a long while, he coughed lightly: "You are hungry, I will cook for you."
"Um."
In response, Mo Qingwu let go of her hands and lay on the bed. Looking at Lin Beichen's back busy in the kitchen alone, a sense of happiness instantly rose in her heart.
Why didn't she realize before that she felt extremely at ease when Lin Beichen was there?
Could it be that I really made a mistake?
Although the current scene was not as dreamy as shown in the TV series, this ordinary life instantly made Mo Qingwu feel happy.
Breakfast was prepared quickly. It was not luxurious, but very ordinary. It was just a bowl of noodles with clear soup and an egg. But despite this, Mo Qingwu ate it with gusto.
At that moment, Lin Beichen didn't even notice that the way Mo Qingwu looked at him had a subtle change.
His eyes were wandering, as if he was looking at his own treasure.
"After breakfast, I'll take a nap. I'll take you to the hospital at noon." Seeing that Mo Qingwu's eyes were still full of blood, Lin Beichen said with some distress.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qingwu shook her head stubbornly: "No, let's go after dinner. I'm not sleepy."
As he said this, he thought of something again and asked again: "What does our dad like to eat? I'll prepare it."
"No need." Lin Beichen still didn't hear the change in Mo Qingwu's words. He smiled and shook his head: "As for the diet, the hospital will take care of it, don't worry."
"I've finished eating, let's go!" After saying that, Mo Qingwu stood up suddenly and hurriedly urged Lin Beichen: "I am a junior, I can't keep the old man waiting."
"But……"
"But what!" Mo Qingwu was a little angry for a moment. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Lin Beichen glanced at her up and down, frowned slightly, opened his mouth but stopped talking.
The next moment, Mo Qingwu came to her senses. Because of the sudden attack last night, she actually slept all night in a cheongsam, and her hair looked a little messy.
It would be too frivolous to meet the old man with such an appearance and not grand enough!
"oops!"
At that moment, Mo Qingwu screamed suddenly, and then she came to her senses and hurriedly ran towards the bedroom, while Lin Beichen was kicked out of the door by her.
"When a girl changes her clothes, what do you think a man like you would watch?"
Just like that, Lin Beichen leaned on the sofa and watched TV boredly. After more than an hour, Mo Qingwu walked out of the bedroom, her hair neatly styled and draped over her shoulders.
She was wearing light makeup on her face, and although she was wearing ordinary casual clothes, Mo Qingwu's appearance and temperament could not cover up her beauty.
"How's it going? Does it look good?"
Seeing Lin Beichen looking at him infatuatedly, Mo Qingwu immediately flashed a hint of shyness on his face and asked subconsciously.
"Good-looking." He responded, but before Lin Beichen could say anything, Mo Qingwu was already carrying large and small bags, pulling Lin Beichen and hurried out of the door.