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She couldn't bear to admit his strangeness

Until the last moment before Qin Yiren fell into a coma.

Bo Jingxing stood in front of her, staring at her from top to bottom, her eyes drowned with gentleness, her thin lips were pursed tightly, without giving her a word of response.

Don't do this, Jingxing...

Qin Yiren couldn't speak, and the effect of the milk was quickly exerted, making her look weak even when she moved her fingers, and could only let herself fall into the boundless darkness.

...

I don't know how long it took.

Qin Yiren opened her eyes again. The lights from the ceiling made her dizzy, and the surrounding environment was unfamiliar with her.

Sitting up with her stiff body, she found that she was being placed on the bed, and Bo Jingxing was gone.

The memories before fainting soon came to my mind.

Qin Yiren felt nervous and nervously lifted the quilt and came to the drooping curtain. Her thin white fingers grabbed the curtain and pulled it open.

The next moment.

She looked at the wall behind the curtain in shock. This was a room without a window.

"Scene walking? Fajing walking?!"

In panic, Qin Yiren turned his head and ran to the door, twisted his hand and pushed it again and again.

As she expected.

The door is locked and does not move at all.

"Bang bang bang." Qin Yiren swung his small fist and knocked on the door panel hard. He didn't dare to think about what Bo Jingxing did during her fainting. He was sweating in his palms holding his fists, "Jing Xing,

are u there?"

The lingering sound of the end of the conversation echoed in the room, and no one responded to her words.

He looked at the door in front of him in disbelief.

Qin Yiren rubbed her painful hands, guessing whether Bo Jingxing was not here or deliberately did not answer her greeting.

But now.

The person who brought her here must be Bo Jingxing, or someone who is very close to Bo Jingxing, and is prepared to prevent her from running away from here.

All kinds of thoughts poured into my mind.

Qin Yiren leaned against the door with a split headache, and sat down slowly as if exhausted, and realized that the effect of the medicine in the milk had not completely disappeared.

She closed her eyes in a heavy mood. She couldn't think of a solution for the time being, and she was sweating coldly.

Because of the unknown, I am afraid.

She sat blankly for a moment, and after she recovered her memory, she thought about everything after meeting Bo Jingxing again, and her mood was sad and joyful, and mixed feelings.

She was really happy to be able to reunite with her former lover again.

but……

Bo Jingxing is unfamiliar with her now, and she has been trying to ignore these gaps and does not want to cast a shadow on the reunion of the two. Now she has finally suffered retribution.

He raised his hand to grab the fabric on his chest, and Qin Yiren bit his lips worriedly, feeling that he could not sit and wait for death.

She couldn't imagine what Bo Jingxing was going to do. If he could persuade him before he put his ideas into practice, maybe everything would be too late.

Holding a little hope.

Qin Yiren forced herself to stand up and looked at the strange room dizzyly.

This is a bedroom of about 20 square meters. Except for the fact that there is no window, it looks weird, and the rest are very home-friendly. There are even her favorite doll pillows on the bed.

It seems...

This is not the Bo family's villa.

The reason why Bo Jingxing brought her here was probably because what he had to do next was not allowed by Sister Bo and Uncle Bo?

Thinking about a solution, Qin Yiren pushed open the bathroom door.

really.
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