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Tears began to drip from his swollen eye sockets and across the bruise at the corner of his mouth.

Qin Yizhen reached out and hugged Lin Luo's head, listening quietly.

The two squatted at the door in a stalemate for a long time, the nanny finally called the doctor, and gave Qin Yizhen a routine examination and injection at Lin Luo's house.

Lin Luo has been shrinking on the sofa, silently watching the needle tip plunge into Qin Yizhen's rubber-banded arm, and inject the transparent medicine into the blue-purple vein.

Qin Yizhen was still unwilling to leave after the injection. The nanny went to bring him dinner and never came back, but Lin Keyang returned home drunk, sitting at the dining table and gulping liquor as if he didn't see them.

Lin Luo looked at his father for a while, then walked over and snatched the wine bottle from his hand and threw it on the ground. The glass shattered to the ground, and the room immediately filled with a pungent smell of alcohol.

Lin Keyang stood up suddenly, grabbed Lin Luo's collar and slapped him across the face. Qin Yizhen angrily rushed forward and bit his arm, and was immediately thrown away by the tall and strong Lin Keyang.

"Let go of me! Madman!" Lin Luo yelled and struggled desperately. Lin Keyang covered his mouth and dragged him out of the room. He dragged him all the way to the kennel and threw him into the iron cage usually used to transport sick dogs.

"Shut up! Shut up!" Lin Keyang yelled violently, took the veterinary anesthetic from the side and stabbed it into Lin Luo's arm, Lin Luo almost stopped struggling immediately, and fainted in the cage twitching.

"Let him go!" Qin Yizhen ran behind Lin Keyang and said through gritted teeth.

Although the other party was only a child, he was the grandson of his employer after all. Lin Keyang didn't dare to do anything to him, but turned around and left the kennel with a livid face.

Qin Yizhen immediately ran to the cage and unlocked the door with the key inserted, and dragged Lin Luo out forcefully.

"Luo!" He patted Lin Luo's face anxiously, shivering while hugging him in his arms.

The next day Lin Keyang was scolded by the housekeeper.

"It's fine for you to teach your son a lesson, how dare you touch Yizhen, let Mr. Qin know about it!" The housekeeper was so angry that he spit.

"I'm really sorry, I drank too much, and I missed it for a while..." Lin Keyang apologized in a low voice.

"Fortunately, I didn't hit anything, so I will hide it for you first." The housekeeper gave him a blank look and said, "I know you are sad because of your daughter, but you can't take your anger on Lin Luo. What happened to the beating? Then put the child in my place first, and pick it up when you calm down."

"Ah? This is not good..." Lin Keyang immediately evaded, "I have already reflected on it, and I will never hit him again."

"Keyang, I would like to advise you for the sake of fellow countrymen." The housekeeper adjusted his glasses, "Although Lin Luo is not your own, but you have raised him as your own son for so many years, and you will have to rely on him for the elderly in the future." Well, don't mess around."

"...I know." Lin Keyang lowered his head with gloomy eyes, and finally went home sullenly.

Naturally, the housekeeper couldn't really take Lin Luo home. In fact, it was Qin Yizhen who refused to separate from Lin Luo, so he made up a little lie, so as to save the little ancestor from tossing about the nanny doctor every day.

Lin Luo fell asleep for a day and a night before waking up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was hugged tightly by Qin Yizhen. It was the first time he saw Qin Yizhen cry.

"I thought you wouldn't wake up!" Qin Yizhen still had tears on his face, but his tone was angry.

Lin Luo was exhausted physically and mentally, biting her lip and not wanting to speak, but Qin Yizhen shook him paranoidly: "Speak!"

"Stop shaking, you have a headache." Lin Luo replied weakly.

Hearing Lin Luo's words, Qin Yizhen seemed relieved, climbed onto the bed and hugged him: "You can live with me from now on."

"How is it possible." Lin Luo shook his head and stopped talking.

Qin Yizhen stared at him for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and bit his mouth hard, but Lin Luo didn't move as if he didn't feel anything, only his breathing was stagnant for a moment because of the pain.

Qin Yizhen let go resentfully, looking at the two blood-stained lips in front of him, for the first time a strange feeling of hotness rose in his heart, which made him unable to resist sticking out his tongue and licking the little blood beads on them,

Lin Luo frowned and turned her back to him.

Qin Yizhen didn't pull him, but stared at the small white nape of Lin Luo's black hair for a long time, and swallowed.

That night he had a dizzying dream, and when he woke up, the wet lower body let him know that he had grown up.

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