After Qin Yin left, Mo Yichen sat in front of the French window with a gloomy expression.
He lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch his thin lips, a coldness formed on his brows, and a sickly dark light surged deep in his eyes: "Zhou Xing."
A tall black figure came out of the darkness, with a face similar to Zhou Wei's, but with tougher features, heavier bones, and the same tall figure.
"Mr. Mo, after checking, Qin Yin has no connection with any of the forces behind your uncles."
"And she deliberately approached you just now without waiting for an opportunity to make a move. She must be purely flirting with you."
"But it doesn't rule out that she hid it deep enough."
But this possibility is very small. Mr. Mo has deliberately set things off for her.
Not taking action is unreasonable.
Of course Mo Yichen understood this truth, so Qin Yin's sudden retreat made his face darken.
"Give me her information."
Mo Yichen frowned, with a cold and terrifying face, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.
It was as if the man who had lost control of Qin Yin just now, with the tips of his ears turning red, had never existed.
A document was placed in front of Mo Yichen.
His gaze swept across coldly and landed on the words Qin Yin's first love boyfriend, Pei Jingci.
And he was the fuse that broke up the couple.
So, was the man who flashed in Qin Yin's mind just now Pei Jingci?
Mo Yichen's eyes were dark.
There was a knock on the study door again.
Qin Yin poked half of his head out, his apricot eyes clear and clean: "Mo Yichen, don't be angry."
"I'm here to coax you again."
Qin Yin deliberately cooed in a coquettish voice, which made Zhou Xing's skin crawl.
After Qin Yin returned to the room, the more she thought about it, the worse she felt.
After finally coaxing Mo Yichen to kiss her, she accidentally dropped the chain.
No, couples can't quarrel overnight.
So she sneaked to the door of the study again. She had to strike while the iron was hot and not let her previous efforts be in vain.
Mo Yichen chased people away in a cold voice: "Qin Yin, are you turning a deaf ear to my words?"
"I told you not to come in!"
Qin Yin lowered his eyes and said pitifully: "But Mr. Mo, I have prepared a medicinal bath for you."
"If you don't use it tonight, the effectiveness of the acupuncture on your legs will be greatly reduced."
"There's no telling when I'll be able to stand up."
She had prepared a medicinal bath early tonight, and when she went to the study to find him, she actually wanted to take him back to the master bedroom for a medicinal bath.
But before taking the medicated bath, she wanted to induce his passion, promote blood circulation, and enhance the effectiveness of the medicated bath.
The same goes for hot milk.
"..." Mo Yichen frowned, and his cold jaw line screamed his deathly cold anger: Qin Yin, it's fine.
Playing with him again! !
This little trick is getting more and more common.
"Mr. Mo, it's important for you to treat your leg."
Zhou Xing was also ordered to check Qin Yin's medicine for Mo Yichen, and it was indeed a useful formula.
And her medical skills are very good.
Not only did she learn from her grandfather, Mr. Jun, her acupuncture techniques are exquisite, and she definitely has the guidance of an expert.
However, he will not report this to himself before he has found out.
"Yo, there's another big guy in the room."
"Are you Zhou Xing's brother? They look quite similar. Are you male or female?"
"Mo Yichen is my man, you can't touch him."
Qin Yin raised his eyebrows with interest and deliberately teased her.
She only met Zhou Xing once in her previous life.
After her death, when her soul was with Mo Yichen, she saw him standing at the door of the master bedroom covered in blood late one night, with a cold and hoarse voice: "Master Mo, those five men in the Jun family are all dead."
"Madam, you should rest in peace. Please express your condolences."
At that time, she knew how terrifying this Zhou Xing was.
Compared with him, Zhou Wei looked like a fool.
At that time, Mo Yichen was sitting in a wheelchair, holding the urn, his eyebrows gloomy: "Really? How can Yinyin close his eyes?"
"I haven't gone down to accompany her yet..."
His wife is dead, how can he let go.
Zhou Xingbing's face was almost chapped, the corner of his mouth twitched, he lowered his eyes and looked at Qin Yin and said: "Miss Qin Yin, be careful what you say!"
That glance made Zhou Xing meal.
Qin Yin is indeed a beautiful woman, a good cover for the deputy envoy's beauty trap.
It's a pity that their master Mo is not fascinated by beauty.
Qin Yin walked closer, her black hair spread out, her fragrant shoulders and jade arms hanging down, showing her innocent beauty.
She looked up at Zhou Xing, her mouth still unforgiving:
"Nephritis?"
"My kidneys are very good, but your Mr. Mo... really has a problem."
"Are you mocking him?"
The little girl tilted her head and smiled, her head being loosened when she rolled over on the bed in anger.
At this moment, it was spread out, giving her an inexplicable sense of gentleness.
"...I didn't!" Zhou Xing's face was cold and a little messy.
Why is this new lady targeting herself?
Zhou Xing: Weak, helpless and big...
"Okay, let's go take a medicinal bath."
Mo Yichen interrupted Qin Yin's aggressiveness and took the lead in steering the wheelchair out of the study.
Qin Yin nodded, and before leaving, he glanced at the information about her that she had found on the table.
A smile flashed in the girl's eyes.
Of course she would not target Zhou Xing for no reason, but she had already discovered that there was an extra person in the study.
Mo Yichen never really believed in himself.
Zhou Xing's appearance shows that he is very wary of himself.
But a man will only check up on a woman when he becomes more and more elusive about her.
Isn't this an improvement?
In the master bedroom.
In the bathroom, Qin Yin kept adjusting the constant temperature of the medicinal bath.
The medicinal liquid was brown, the herbs had been fished out, and there was a strong medicinal smell floating in the steam.
"Mr. Mo, take off your clothes and sit down."
"Do you need my help?"
Qin Yin stood at the door of the bathroom, crossed her arms and looked at the man who had reached the edge of the bath with interest.
"unnecessary."
"You can go out now."
Mo Yichen chased people away with a cold face, why did the little girl become more and more thick-skinned.
But she did see and touch too many places on her body.
If this continues, he will have no privacy at all.
"By the way, you haven't drunk the hot milk in the study yet, I'll bring it to you."
Qin Yin left and came back, and Mo Yichen was already sitting in the medicinal bathtub. The brown medicinal juice enveloped him, making his skin fairer and pinker.
Heat steamed up, and Mo Yichen's face turned pink.
A Rakshasa face that had always been indifferent and cold was now tinged with a strangely sexy and alluring look.
Qin Yin approached with hot milk and saw him leaning on the edge of the bathtub, with his excellent shoulder and neck lines and fair and pink skin.
Wet beads of sweat slid down from his jawline, flowed over his collarbone and sank into the bath...
Simply beautiful and delicious.
She approached with the hot milk and swallowed when she heard a "dong" sound from herself.
"..." Mo Yichen narrowed his eyes and glanced at her lightly.
It seems to be saying: Is this all you have?
"Ahem, Mr. Mo, you took off your clothes pretty quickly."
Qin Yin quickly coughed, trying to resolve the embarrassment.
Mo Yichen: "..."
Why does this little genius have the sense of teasing the Cowherd?
"Put it down and get out."
Mo Yichen turned around and turned his back to Qin Yin.
He really wasn't used to Qin Yin's eyes looking at him with her seemingly clear and innocent almond eyes, as if she wanted to pounce on him and tear him apart and eat him.
It will make him a little confused.
The messy black hair kept dripping water down his back, and the water droplets slid over the large and small scars on his back.
The mottled scars on the tight muscle lines made Qin Yin's breath suffocate.
Full of sexual tension.
Qin Yin was stunned and couldn't help but take a step forward and handed the hot milk to Mo Yichen.
The man drank it all in one gulp and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"You want to stay and hang out with me?"
Qin Yin's eyes lit up and he was about to nod.
The cell phone rang suddenly.
She was a little confused and pressed the answer button before she had time to see who it was.
A gentle male voice that she was very familiar with came from the other side: "Xiaoyin, it's me."
"...Pei Jingci?"
Qin Yin frowned. She forgot to block him last time.
"Are you alright?"
Qin Yin's tone was cold and she was about to leave the bathroom to answer the phone.
Suddenly a big hand grabbed my waist, and the next moment there was a "pop" in the bathtub.
Qin Yin was easily pulled into the medicinal bath by Mo Yichen. The girl was soaked all over and was still sitting on his lap.
A man's nervous and concerned voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Xiaoyin, what's wrong with you? Tell me what happened. Don't scare me."
Mo Yichen lowered his eyes and threw away the cell phone that Qin Yin was holding tightly: "Qin Yin, while you are staying in Mo Garden and boasting that Mrs. Mo is hooking up with me, you are still involved with your first love."
"Is it fun?"
Qin Yin shook his head, looked into Mo Yichen's sinister and angry eyes, suddenly laughed, wrapped his legs around his waist and leaned towards him: "Mo Yichen, you are jealous."
"Admit it, you care about me."
"Let's make it real. I'll just be your Mrs. Mo, okay?"
Qin Yin climbed up to his neck and leaned forward.
This time, she kissed him quickly, and her slender fingers circled the tip of his ear and caressed it. The man's breathing gradually became heavier...
