Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Beijing.

In a seemingly deserted villa, the little woman lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes, and the boundary of time was blurred by the completely closed environment.

"Xiaoqian, you're awake."

Bao Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed with his long legs crossed, flipping through a magazine in his hand.

Seeing her waking up and putting down the book, he helped her sit up slowly, and asked softly, "Are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat?"

The slender eyelashes trembled violently, and Qin Yiren's slender body was a little stiff.

Looking up at the innocent man, it was hard for her to describe her mood at the moment, she said in a hoarse voice: "Jing Xing, stop making trouble, let me call my mother, I beg you."

"……Feel sorry."

The tenderness on Bao Jingxing's expression remained unchanged, but his tone of rejection was unquestionable, "Xiaoqian, everything I do is for our future, even if you don't understand it now, you will figure it out sooner or later."

"How do you want me to understand?" Qin Yiren frowned in pain, seeing that his eyes were no longer as gentle as before, and waved his hand away: "Bo Jingxing, that's my mother, what you did It has hurt my family!"

In the quiet room, her hoarse voice sounded a little shrill.

The words and sentences were like invisible steel needles, which made Bao Jingxing restless and unhappy.

Restraining himself from provoking her, Bao Jingxing lowered his eyes, and said lightly, "I have asked people to monitor the situation of the Qin family, and I also invited a heart specialist to Jiang Hai, your mother will be fine. "

Qin Yiren was speechless, and cried out exhaustedly: "I know better than you about my mother's physical condition. There is nothing greater than heartbreak. How can you guarantee it?"

This time.

It was Bao Jingxing's turn to be dumb, he paused and said, "Calm down, I'll prepare dinner for you."

"I can't calm down. My mother's life may be hanging by a thread. How do you let me calm down?"

Qin Yiren couldn't breathe from crying, huddled into a ball on the bed with sobs, and said almost collapsed: "Let me go, Bao Jingxing, I beg you..."

"No." Rejecting her request without thinking, Bao Jingxing looked down at her with an unusually gentle tone: "You are mine, and I need you to stay, stay by my side."

The voice fell.

Qin Yiren clenched her lower lip in pain.

Bao Jingxing got up and went to the door, opened a secret compartment from the inside as if by magic, entered his fingerprint and password, and opened the door slowly.

He heard the door lock click softly.

Qin Yiren hurriedly looked towards the door, tears blurred her vision, and she could only see the slender figure of the man.

Obviously.

Bao Jingxing was on guard against her, preventing her from escaping from here.

The powerlessness she had never felt before made her almost collapse. She grabbed the pillow and fell to the ground, pushing down everything she could touch, expressing her protest against the life of house arrest with actions.

However, everything in this room seems to have been prepared long ago.

Apart from not having any glass products that could hurt her, the furniture such as the big bed and the cabinet were incredibly heavy.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make them move, as if nailed to the floor.

Panting, he wiped the tears off his face.

Qin Yiren sat back on the bed dejectedly, realizing that these arrangements are definitely not something that can be completed in three or two days.

In other words.

Before Bao Jingxing revealed such a strong and domineering side, he had already planned these things, and he just waited for the time to be ripe for her to be arrested obediently...

Deep sorrow lingered in Qin Yiren's heart.

She didn't dare to think about these things, did Sister Bo and Uncle Bo know about it, or were they involved?

What Bao Jingxing did shattered her fantasies about love, and made her truly experience fear and trembling, as well as the horror of losing her freedom and being at the mercy of others.

Sitting on the bed blankly.

Qin Yiren looked at where the window should be, anxiously thinking about his mother and brother, as well as Chu Xiannian and Bao'er...

I don't know how long it took.

There was another light knock at the door, and Bao Jingxing came in with a tray.

Knowing that he would not let her leave easily, Qin Yiren stared at the patterns on the quilt disheartened, not knowing how to persuade him to change his mind.

"Xiaoqian, do these suit your taste?"

He came to Qin Yiren with the tray.

Bo Jingxing put the tray on the bed. On it were four delicate dishes and one soup, all of which were Qin Yiren's favorite flavors. Considering that she was in a bad mood, there was even a box of cute ice cream.

Looking tiredly at the meal in front of him.

Qin Yiren couldn't figure out what time it was, but Bao Jingxing said it was dinner, it seemed that she hadn't eaten for a long time, but it was strange that she wasn't hungry at all.

"Jingxing..."

Whispering out his name, Qin Yiren held the last hope and carefully discussed: "I want to go back and see my mother, even if I make a video call, let her know that I am still alive."

Bao Jingxing pursed his thin lips tightly, picked up the ice cream gracefully, scooped a spoonful and placed it near her lips: "Ah—"

Qin Yiren really has no appetite.

But now she didn't dare to disobey Bao Jingxing's wishes, and obediently opened her mouth to hold the spoon in her mouth.

The cold and sweet taste melted on the tip of the tongue, and the drowsy mind cleared up a little, so this situation was even more unbearable.

"So nice."

Bao Jingxing praised with a chuckle, put down the ice cream, and fed her a spoonful of seafood fried rice instead.

Qin Yiren silently took over the feeding, hoping that her obedience would make Bao Jingxing reconsider.

pity.

Until she ate some food without taste, Bao Jingxing stopped in satisfaction, and still did not answer her request.

Qin Yiren couldn't bear it anymore.

Raising her hand and grabbing the corner of the man's clothes, she said in a panic, "Jing Xing, I really think that something happened to my mother, otherwise I wouldn't be so disturbed, the matter between us can be resolved slowly, don't involve my family. "

Bao Jingxing looked at her thoughtfully, the smile on his lips gradually faded.

Pulling out the hem from her hand, he put the tray on the tea table and said in a deep voice, "I can't let you get in touch with your family, but I can only let you see Aunt Qin's current situation."

Qin Yiren immediately agreed: "...Okay!"

"but not now."

Bao Jingxing paused, then continued in a gentle manner: "You know, not long after that car accident happened, your brother, and...they are unlikely to accept the news of your death immediately, I cannot send People pass by, arousing their suspicion."

He was right.

From his standpoint, Qin Yiren would have no reason to refute.

Her white teeth bit her lower lip, she closed her eyes in pain, and asked in a low voice, "What time is it now?"

Bao Jingxing didn't answer: "I put medicine to help sleep in your juice, you go to bed early, I'm leaving for a while."