Really young master after pretending to be a

Jiang Lin was stopped, and he took a few steps back after thinking about it.

This is someone else's boyfriend, and it might be annoying if he gets too close.

Although Qin Shi is not possessive.

After all, he is a person who changes boyfriends and girlfriends every two days, how much affection can he have for boyfriends and girlfriends.

As far as he said, he was just playing with those people.

Of course, those people also played casually with him.

Because Jiang Lin had actually been hooked up by several of Qin Shi's men, regardless of gender.

But Qin Shi seemed to be busy looking for a new love at that time...

It has to be said that Qin Shi and his partner, this is also a different kind of fairness.

But now this may not be just for fun.

It's rare to be so caring, others don't even think about touching it.

Realizing that there were outsiders around, Mr. Qin was dumbfounded, and asked with a heavy snort, "New boyfriend?"

Qin Shi responded casually, walked to Zhuang Tan's side, lowered his eyes to look at him, and said casually, "I'm here."

"How much did you drink?" There was a bit of disgust in his voice.

Thinking of Jiang Lin's love for omage, he sighed, "Brother Jiang, leave him alone, I'll just send him up."

"Free room!!"

"I know, I know."

Qin Shi hugged Zhuang Tan horizontally, his black hair scattered across the tip of Xiaoqiao's nose, revealing his fair side face, white and tender, like a piece of tender tofu, just by looking at him, he could feel that he should be very soft.

The juvenile's head, which has become ignorant due to alcohol, finally finished loading the information, looked at Jiang Lin who was a foot away from him, and smiled sweetly at him.

Qin Shi probably noticed the boy's actions, snorted, adjusted his posture, and buried the boy's face in his chest.

Seeing Jiang Lin's realization being disconnected from the young man, his eyes still calm, Qin Shi smiled.

He smiled and winked at Jiang Lin, his lips moved silently.

Jiang Lin didn't guess what he was talking about, guessed it was a silent thank you to him.

He nodded and watched Qin Shi go upstairs with the boy in his arms.

Old Mr. Qin was still cursing and calling Qin Shi shameless.

Said that he must ask Qin Shi to clean up the room before tomorrow morning.

Qin Shi has heard enough of these words.

He is by no means a gentleman, although this young man looks sweet and well-behaved, just by his appearance and appearance, he can attract a lot of people who love him.

But Qin Shi was unmoved.

When he was sure he was out of Jiang Lin's sight, he didn't care about the young man's feelings, so he picked up his pace quickly.

Especially in the guest room, Qin Shi unceremoniously threw the boy on the bed, stood at the foot of the bed, and watched the boy groaning because he was thrown on the bed.

"Stop pretending." Qin Shi took out a cigarette and put it on his lips, his eyes were a little cold.

"Brother Shi." The young man sobbed and clutched the bed sheet with his white hands, looking very pitiful.

"Like it?" But Qin Shi unceremoniously pierced through the young man's thoughts.

"I've heard of Master Zhuang's drinking capacity."

As soon as Qin Shi went upstairs, Mr. Qin also lost his anger.

He looked at the dirty floor and was in a particularly bad mood.

Deciding to keep out of sight and out of mind, he walked up to the second floor and urged Jiang Lin to go to bed quickly.

Jiang Lin has a guest room in Qin's house that he often lives in, and the room has everything in it.

Jiang Lin lay down on the bed after washing.

Before going to bed, he processed the news.

I saw Qin Wang sent him a dozen more messages.

Although it has been a while, but this time he replied much more smoothly.

Explain why you didn't message back, then respond with something from the last chat.

He scrolled up the chat history.

Before they finished talking about the previous topic, they broke off again.

Chatting with Qin Wang is always like this, his chatting thinking is very jumpy, and he jumps to another topic if he is not paying attention.

So add one to the things Jiang Lin didn't understand.

His appetite was whetted by Qin Wang again.

Qin Wang is not someone who goes to bed early, and he can see Jiang Lin's situation from Jiang Lin's explanation.

Jiang Lin actually went to his second grandfather's house to spend the night.

Qin Wang also stayed at Mr. Qin's house before, so he didn't know if he was destined to live in the same room.

Qin Wang's thinking diverged.

Sometimes he felt that Jiang Lin was really destined for him, how could he live with his relatives in such a big city.

Qin Wang rested his chin, unable to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

He asked directly, "Which room do you live in?"

Jiang Lin described it to him, "On the right hand side of the second floor, the third room."

Qin Wang immediately established the floor plan of Mr. Qin's house in his mind, and the more he looked back, his eyes became rounder.

No way.

What a coincidence?

He also lived in that room during the summer vacation.

Qin Wang clenched his fangs and grinded his lips excitedly.

"There's a bookshelf in that guest room."

That room was the only one in all the guest rooms that had bookshelves.

And the books in there are, simply, amazing.

A bookshelf of professional books, Qin Wang thought countless times, can the owners of these books really finish reading these books?

A large part of the reason why Qin Wang went to that guest room was the bookshelf.

In fact, Qin Wang was a bit obsessed with his bed, and when he couldn't fall asleep at night, he just picked out a book on the shelf and read it.

He didn't remember the title or content of the book at all.

After all, they are all professional books, and at first glance, they are all complicated data and various letters.

This also fully caused the situation that Qin Wang knew every Chinese character and symbol, but couldn't read them mixed together.

After all, every line is like a mountain.

When Qin Wang couldn't fall asleep, he would randomly pick out two books and read two pages.

Regardless of whether you understand it or not, sleepiness brews within 2 minutes.

It's no better than sleeping pills.

Jiang Lin explained, "I lived in this room for a while before, and I had too many books, so my aunt put a bookshelf for it."

He has a bad reading habit, so he is very embarrassed to borrow other people's books, so every time he wants to read, he buys it himself.

I was very happy when I bought it, and I was also very happy when I saw it, but it was a headache when I cleaned it up.

When I finally left, I couldn't take away because there were too many books, so I had no choice but to put them there.

This……

Qin Wang intuitively realized what kind of ruthless person Jiang Lin was.

When he read those books at night, he had nothing but admiration in his mind.

Especially after seeing that these books are not simply flipped through.

In many places in these books, there are annotations written by the readers themselves. Although Qin Wang can't understand the annotations no matter how much they are written, this does not prevent him from knowing how awesome the owner of the book is.

In particular, many books contain interleaved pages, pages torn from other books, and messy but completely different proofs written by the reader himself on a blank sheet of paper.

Qin Wang once thought that the owner of these books was an old man like his second grandfather. In order to thank these books for their sleep-promoting effect, he even put a piece of the most beautiful leaf he picked up in spring between the pages of the book.

At that time, he also sincerely wished the owner of the book to be healthy, happy and not bald.

Thinking of this, Qin Wang let out a muffled laugh.

"I flipped through your books, and I left a bookmark for you in there."

Um…?

Jiang Lin immediately got up and went to the bookshelf.

"Which book?" There are more than a dozen of them.

"A book that you haven't read, and you haven't taken many notes."

At that time, Qin Wang thought casually.

This person saw it.

This leaf might as well be a bookmark for him.

Once Qin Wang said that, Jiang Lin knew which book he was talking about.

It's not that I haven't finished reading this book, it's just... there is no need to take notes later.

The pages of the book spread out like flowers in Jiang Lin's palm, and Jiang Lin's eyes accurately scanned the flickering green.

Carefully take it out with your fingers against the spine of the book.

This is the poplar leaf in spring, the color is light green with a bit of light yellow.

The leaves that Jiang Lin hadn't pinched, I thought that the leaves that lost all the water should be as fragile as autumn, and they would be broken into pieces with a few touches of fingers.

But this leaf is a bit like paper to the touch, and not as fragile.

The mesophyll that has lost water is smooth and transparent, the leaves are still young, and the leaf veins are not as prominent as in autumn.

Jiang Lin touched him, but he seemed to feel the rhythm of the leaf veins, flowing from his fingertips to his heart.

The leaf veins spread out from the petiole and grow into this poplar leaf.

Qin Wang's news is still playing out.

"Look, this is the best leaf I've ever found."

good looking.

It is a very standard heart.

A heart from spring.

From Qin Wang.