Forced to become his stand-in wife

Although he couldn't see Ling Qiu's face clearly, Qin Muyang could clearly feel his loss.

There was an unreasonable flame in his heart, why should he be disappointed if he stayed at home?Didn't you beg yourself to stay with him before?Why not now?

Qin Muyang summed it up in one sentence, Ling Qiu is really not a thing, he shouldn't give him good looks.

After a few mouthfuls of breakfast, Qin Muyang picked up the porridge and buns on the table and dumped them into the trash can.

"Mu Yang...I haven't eaten yet..."

Hearing this, Qin Muyang glanced at him and sneered: "I think you've had enough!"

After speaking, Qin Muyang smashed the bowl in his hand on the table, and it shattered with a bang, Ling Qiu was stunned, watching Qin Muyang angrily leave the dining table and go upstairs.

After a long delay, he came back to clear the table.

Looking at the broken dishes and food in the trash can, Ling Qiu felt a little distressed, he bought all the things in the kitchen, and if it broke, he would have to spend money to buy a new set.

Ling Qiu's expression is a little complicated, Qin Muyang's character is unpredictable at best, and unreasonable at worst, like a child who hasn't grown up.

He didn't know how to get along with him anymore.

Even if he didn't eat breakfast, Ling Qiu wasn't hungry either. Because of his physical discomfort, he didn't have any appetite at all, and even felt a little nauseous.

After throwing the debris on the table into the trash can, Ling Qiu went to the balcony and began to clean it over and over again with the broom.

Although he was not feeling well, he still didn't want to let himself be idle. He was always in good health, and when he was beaten to death by Qin Muyang before, he could bear it and get over it.

……

Qin Muyang, who went up to the second floor, was planning to go to the game room to play games, but when he passed Ling Qiu's room, some ghosts and ghosts went over and opened the door.

Ling Qiu's bedroom was originally a storage room, so compared to other rooms, it is much smaller, and the lighting in the room is not good, so the whole room is a bit dark.

From a glance, the furniture is also very simple, facing a bed, a small wardrobe against the wall, and a somewhat worn-out desk.

There are a few books on the table, a lamp, and a stuffed dog that doesn't fit.

Qin Muyang walked over to play with the plush dog. This thing is exquisitely made and not cheap at first glance. Where did Ling Qiu get it?And he hadn't seen it before, it must have been recently.

When Ling Qiu finished cleaning and went up to the second floor, he saw Qin Muyang wandering around his room playing with the plush dog that Su Jiangbai had given him.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Muyang saw Ling Qiu standing outside the door with a bucket and a broom, his face flushed, staring at his hands.

He shook the toy in his hand and asked, "Where did you get this?"

Ling Qiu was stunned for a moment and replied: "I... I bought this on the side of the road."

Qin Muyang frowned: "How do you have the money to buy this?"

Facing Qin Muyang's suspicious gaze, Ling Qiu's heart tightened: "It's not much money, the stall owner said he made it out of his own dog hair for fun, and then sold it to me at a low price..."

This was the first time Ling Qiu lied to Qin Muyang, he was very guilty, and his voice trembled slightly.

And when he finished telling this lie, his heart twitched violently, and a colic pain spread from his heart, and then his head also throbbed in pain, as if it was connected to the heart by a tendon.

After Qin Muyang listened to Ling Qiu's words, a nausea rose from his stomach, and he threw the stuffed dog on the ground with a look of disgust.