Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Only for you."

Bao Jingxing smiled, looked at her with a little distance, and continued to say coaxingly, "Xiaoqian, are you still afraid now?"

Qin Yiren shook her head again and again, the temperature on her cheeks was so hot that she could fry an egg.

Not to mention that what Bao Jingxing did gave her a great sense of security...

At this moment.

Even if the scene of the horror movie was put into reality, and there were ghosts in the villa, she might not even care about it.

"That's good." Bao Jingxing raised the corners of his lips, and brought up his previous suggestion again: "I won't call until tomorrow afternoon, shall we live in another place? The nearest hotel is only half an hour away."

"No need." Qin Yiren shook his head and refused, got up and went to the bathroom, fumbled for a towel and came out, sat next to Bao Jingxing and carefully wiped his hair: "It's cold outside, you'll catch a cold."

Bao Jingxing smiled lightly, lowered his eyes and let her wipe them slowly, and said softly and pamperingly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Qin Yiren laughed.

At the same time, wipe his hair carefully, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

Ten minutes later, Qin Yiren put down the towel and touched Bo Jingxing's hair. It felt cool and moist to the touch, but there was no hair dryer available.

"is this OK?"

Uncertainly asking, she asked worriedly, "Sleeping with wet hair seems to give you a headache?"

"It's okay." Bao Jingxing didn't care, took her cool hand, and gave her his body temperature: "Xiaoqian, are you sleepy?"

Qin Yiren was about to shake her head when a sudden yawn interrupted her bravado.

After all, she just had a bad accident last night.

In the morning, he insisted on accompanying Yan Xiaye to attend the court session. In the afternoon, he went to work as usual. He couldn't rest well. It's normal to be tired.

Bao Jingxing hugged her pitifully, walked towards the big bed, and stopped halfway: "Xiaoqian."

Qin Yiren couldn't bear it anymore, and hummed softly, "Huh?"

"Sleep in my room, okay?" Bo Jingxing didn't want to leave her in a room full of bad memories, so he patiently asked for her opinion: "Of course not sharing the same bed. If you mind, I can sleep on the sofa."

Qin Yiren thought for a while, then nodded slightly.

If there hadn't been a power outage tonight, she might have been able to stay in the room by herself, but now that the whole room is pitch black, she really doesn't want to be here alone.

In the darkness, Bao Jingxing keenly captured her movements, hugged her and turned to go to the corridor and to the next door.

Qin Yiren nestled in his arms, poking around to look at the surrounding environment.

It was obviously a familiar environment, but in the thick night, the whole villa looked quite strange, and it was too big to make people feel uneasy.

Qin Yiren flinched, his eyes inadvertently fell on a humanoid object by the window, and his body tensed up suddenly.

Bao Jingxing was paying attention to her every move, and asked immediately, "Xiaoqian?"

"there."

Qin Yiren stretched out her hand timidly, pointed at the shadow near the curtain, and subconsciously lowered her voice: "It seems someone is there?"

That being said.

But the security guards were right below, and she didn't think anyone would have the audacity to sneak into the villa, but it was often disturbing not to see it with their own eyes.

Borrowing the faint moonlight, Bao Jingxing looked in the direction she pointed.

Holding her and walking forward slowly, he explained gently: "There is a statue here, you don't usually pay attention to it, right?"

While speaking, two people stood in front of the ambiguous figure.

Qin Yiren stretched out his hand tentatively, and tore off part of the curtain, revealing the peculiar paleness of plaster underneath.

Because of the lack of light, she couldn't see the specific content of the sculpture, but this already made her feel at ease.

Embarrassedly sticking out the tip of her tongue, Qin Yiren muttered angrily: "I really didn't notice..."

"If you don't like it, I'll ask someone to move it out tomorrow."

Bao Jingxing hugged her and turned around, this time he returned directly to his room, and continued to say casually: "You still have your room, I will call the designer tomorrow to see what style you like."

"No, it's fine."

Being gently placed on the bed by the man, Qin Yiren looked up at him, and said seriously: "You specially arranged the room in the villa for me, and I don't want to change anything."

Bao Jingxing's heart softened, and he groped and pinched her face with his slender fingers: "I don't want you to be frightened, or... you and I change rooms?"

Qin Yiren still shook his head, rolled and rolled into Bao Jingxing's quilt, poked his head out to look at him by the moonlight: "Jing Xing, do you really want to sleep on the sofa?"

In addition to her and Bo Jingxing's room, there are three or four guest rooms in the villa.

Although no one came to live in it, the aunt cleaned it twice a week, so it wasn't very dirty.

If it wasn't for her being afraid...

Even if Bao Jingxing gave up his room, he would sleep on the sofa without any reason.

"Hmm." Bao Jingxing found a spare blanket from the cabinet, without any opportunity to take possession of her filth, "You sleep peacefully, I'm right here."

The slender eyelashes trembled, Qin Yiren bit her lower lip lightly, and watched Bao Jingxing walk towards the sofa with the blanket in her arms.

If she remembered correctly, the sofa in Bao Jingxing's room was custom-made in Italy, and it was only the size of two people.

She had no problem sleeping there, but Bao Jingxing was a big man with broad shoulders and long legs, so the next night would definitely not be comfortable.

Gently rubbing the corner of the quilt with her slender fingertips, Qin Yiren hesitated a few times, and asked in a low voice: "Jing Xing, are you asleep?"

"I'm here."

"You, do you want to sleep in bed?"

After saying this, the heat on Qin Yiren's face returned, and she hurriedly added, "The bed is big, so it's no problem to sleep two people!"

That's right!

She invited because the bed was big, not for any other reason!

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Bao Jingxing, who was leaning on the sofa, stood up, and returned to her bed with a blanket.

Guessing whether he would say those ambiguous love words, Qin Yiren waited nervously, but heard the man's pitiful words: "Xiaoqian, are you afraid?"

Qin Yiren was slightly taken aback.

Filled with inexplicable emotions in her heart, she nodded at the wrong time.

Bao Jingxing didn't ask any more, and lay beside her in that crumpled shirt, consciously keeping a distance of ten centimeters away from her.

Lying side by side on the bed, he whispered, "I have other residences in Jianghai, should we move from here?"

It was not the first time Qin Yiren had heard of similar suggestions.

She opened her eyes and looked at the vast night, and replied hesitantly: "This place is closer to Bao'er, I want to see her every day, so..."

"I know."

Bao Jingxing interrupted her lightly: "For the time being, this is fine. As long as you are willing, I will help you get Bao'er's custody sooner or later."