[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

Cage Shimao Ling was very depressed. He felt that his sister probably fell in love with the poker face who flirted all day long.Say it's [-]%, maybe it's [-]%.In fact, the carefree boy couldn't detect the overflow of feelings at all, but he felt that it was unusual from the graded treatment of meals, the number of times he went to the main room, and his absent-minded expression.If we talk about the most important key point, it is that Qianqiu has definitely become stricter in cooking.

This made Ling feel aggrieved... No matter how rough his nerves were, he could still feel the difference in food! ...Of course Mishu can too!Although there is nothing that can make him feel dissatisfied with living under the fence, but the thought of "sister was snatched away" grew bigger and bigger.

Above the eaves, a stream of clouds swarmed past, and the birds flying across the sky seemed to be able to hear the sound of tearing the clouds.

Snapped--

The pen fell on the table and rolled around twice.

"Hey, hey..." Ling poked Qian Qiu, who was propping his head up and looking at the eaves outside the door, and then picked up the writing pen that fell on the table.

The young woman with her head turned her back was only left in his sight with soft long chestnut hair scattered behind her back. She rested her chin on her hand, as if she didn't even know that the pen between her fingers fell off.She just quietly looked at the sky outside the eaves, so lost in thought.

What are you looking at——

Since returning from playing, my sister has often been in a daze like this.

Ling pouted mischievously, then poked the nib of the pen impatiently, and continued to draw the draft on the subject assigned by the instructor, ignoring Qianqiu who was dazed aside.

Forget it, he actually knew.

It is precisely because I know that I hate this kind of silence.

Ling clenched the pen in his hand, leaving a hard dent on the paper, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction on this uneven mark.

He stretched out his hand and patted Qian Qiu's shoulder, and then gave a small push, and the other party finally turned his head as if he had woken up.

"What's wrong? Have you finished writing?" Qianqiu rubbed her forehead, her soft hair stuck to her cheeks, as if she had been covered by her palm for too long.She seemed to have suddenly realized the previous trance, took the writing pen from Ling's hand with an embarrassed expression, and then laughed awkwardly, "Uh... accidentally..."

Ling sighed helplessly, put his hands on his cheeks, brought his face closer to Qianqiu and sniffed, "The smell of love!"

"What are you talking about!" Qian Qiu quickly shook his head, as if he wanted to dismiss the flashing images in his mind, and the blush on his face appeared again.

"Don't lie to me, I saw it—" Ling picked up the pen and touched Qianqiu's cheek, the delicate skin immediately sunken into a lovely arc, and then bounced up again, "The face of the skylark, in your mind .”

Thousands of pictures flashed through Qianqiu's mind, who was hit in the heart, and subconsciously began to think about how to hide this feeling, but he met Ling Zhuozhuo's eyes, as straightforward as it could burn through the heart - can't hide , cannot be concealed, all small thoughts are invisible in each other's eyes.

Thinking of her like this, his mood suddenly calmed down, his wet eyes were like Chuan He's being calmed down, he looked directly at the other's identical brown eyes, and then nodded slightly.

really.

Ling pouted, brushed away the subject on the table, and lay down on the table weakly.

"Well, I like Mr. Skylark." Qianqiu's voice gradually became stronger from weak, and the warm color in his eyes became firmer a little bit.Since it cannot be concealed, it can only be generously admitted.Just talking like this will make you feel a little more relaxed.

She had to admit that all her life had changed since meeting Mr. Skylark.If the unearthed life experience is doomed, then coming to Yunzhai is an accident.And Mr. Skylark became the only skylight shining through the gaps in the clouds, while he himself became a sunflower revolving around the warm sun.Wherever the other party's eyes went, she couldn't help following them.

When did it start——

Probably seeing the other party's neat and clean side face, and the graceful posture of gently twisting the bowl and chopsticks, I wanted to cook better, and the intention gradually became more spacious.The tranquil streams are gradually merged into rivers by different emotions.

Or earlier—

Where did you first meet?

Qianqiu felt that he could no longer tell the difference.

The vague emotions are like wind chimes hanging on the beams in summer, jingling and disturbing the thin strings in my heart, which are so sweet but reach the bottom of my heart.Every time the wind chimes collided with the breeze, it was like every time I saw Mr. Skylark's expression, my heart was bulging, and I couldn't help but feel the satisfaction that spread to my eyes.

Qianqiu always wanted to confirm, but felt that it was because she wanted to be praised for her craftsmanship.Until I saw the deep and shallow scars on Mr. Skylark's arm, the dazzling red was as painful as if it was scorched on my own hand.And the other party accepted his gift, and said "thank you" in a clear voice, like the warmest current flowing in his mind.The uncontrollable jumping, and the heartbeat beating with the eardrums.

It was only then that she was sure that her ignorance at the beginning gradually turned into "like"... this kind of mood.

"But!" Ling turned his head leaning on the table, and looked into the eyes of the woman Xiaolu, "You have to know, the other party is not an ordinary person, but a mafia... It's a mafia! Such a world You don’t need to think about how cruel it is—”

The identity that was emphasized twice made Qianqiu's clenched hand suddenly loosen.

"Sister, look at you, you must have never been in a relationship before." Ling waved her finger discouragedly, like a teacher pointing out, "Anyway, I won't watch you follow a mafia like this After this incident is over, I will live as before!" I can't change my background, but at least I can live as an ordinary person now, which is the greatest luck.If he chooses again, Ling still doesn't want to live as a mafia remnant.

Just living like a bird in a cage is boring enough, and if possible, he would like to go back to the old life regardless of all this.Since it cannot be changed, then it can only be guaranteed that this terrifying Shura field will never be involved in the future.

Falling in love with the Mafia is the absolute worst thing ever!

That violent madman with a stern face and a dull aura every day would raise his hand to hit someone if he couldn't get three sentences together!My sister is definitely a better fit!Ling rubbed her hair irritably, looking at Qianqiu seriously.

"I know……"

Qian Qiu took a deep breath, mustered up all the courage, and then showed a gratified smile.

"...so as long as you don't say it, it's fine. When it's over, just pretend nothing happened."

Just looking at it is enough.The thoughtful look, the slightly crooked eyebrow look, the expressionless look, the soft shadows cast by the eyelashes under the eyelids, the soft eyes that melted a little bit... And, the one that met when you raised your head while the bandage was wrapped Double deep phoenix eyes.

Anyway, just hypnotize yourself.

She patted her cheek, picked up the pen, and then patted Ling's head, "Okay! Hurry up and write your question!"

Even after saying this, she couldn't help but think of the joy she felt when she saw the dolls on the table.The petite flying bird was quietly placed by the table, as if it was affirmed.

Ling pretended to be distressed and hugged her head, wrinkled her face and made a grimace, and continued to write the project reluctantly.

……

"Okay...it's finally finished." Qianqiu glanced at the paper full of writing, patted Ling's smoking head with satisfaction, got up and walked out of the room, "I'm going to prepare lunch, you first accompany Mi Xiu Let's play for a while."

As soon as the words fell, Mi Xiu seemed to have picked up the ball uncontrollably and placed it at Ling's feet.

"Mixiu! This time I will absolutely prevent you from catching the ball!" Ling rushed out of the room like a chicken blood, and relieved the fatigue of excessive use of the brain.Mi Xiu also groaned, and the shadow of the follower ran into the courtyard with short legs.

Qian Qiu rubbed his forehead, glanced at the people and dogs running and jumping in the distance, and walked towards the kitchen.

By the time the meal was done, it happened to be the meal time, Qianqiu wiped off his sweat, and satisfactorily picked up the Tendon.The fried crispy tempura and the thick and fragrant miso soup all seduce the taste buds on the tip of the tongue.

Walking along the aisle after coming out of the kitchen, I arrived at Mr. Skylark's room very quickly after many turns.The door of the room was still tightly closed, but according to usual times, he should have been sitting in it and waiting on time.Either reviewing documents, or resting with eyes closed, no matter which one is, the eyebrows are picturesque.

Qianqiu carefully walked towards the door of the room with the dinner plate in her hand. In order not to disturb the owner of the room, she walked over slowly as usual.

"...This was seized from the sea not long ago..."

"Oh? Where's the source?"

"...Glitter's people won't tell if the investigation doesn't reveal the details."

"Hmph. The mouth is really strict."

"But it's not the way to go on like this..."

Small whispers poured into Qianqiu's ears, she couldn't help but stop and hold her breath.From the incomplete conversation, she knew that the inside must be talking about something important.And these things, she can't know.

Panic immediately spread to all four limbs, and she didn't know whether to go or stay, and hesitated where she was.

The voice in the room instantly quieted down, and then the door was suddenly pulled open.

Qian Qiu was so startled that he almost couldn't hold the dinner plate in his hand tightly.She suppressed the guilty conscience of being caught, and raised her head cautiously.

Those calm water-like phoenix eyes were facing her, with displeasure faintly written in the eyes, and the straight lines of the mouth were tough and resolute.

"I'm sorry, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose...it's just that it's time for dinner." Qianqiu hurriedly raised the tray in her hand, confirming her current behavior.

Skylark stepped aside and motioned for her to enter.

Qian Qiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked in with a plate, Cao Bi was sitting at the table with a dignified expression.

She had no choice but to hastily put the plate in her hand on the tatami, bowed, "Then don't bother me...!" The flushed face seemed to be ashamed of being caught before. ...Obviously she was here to deliver food, and everything was an accident, but seeing Mr. Skylark's slightly dissatisfied expression, she felt as if a heavy stone had fallen in her heart.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Qian Qiu saw the small medicine bottle on the table.The clear liquid contained in the clear bottle skipped over the retina, and the complicated information exploded in the mind for a while.

The incomplete conversation before... means that this matter makes it difficult for Mr. Skylark?

As long as you know the origin of this thing...

If it was her and Ling...wouldn't they be able to help...?

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