An anxious and nippled lower lip.

Qin Yiren looked up at the ceiling above her head and did not see any surveillance, but could Bo Jingxing really feel at ease to lock her up here alone?

She stood up restlessly, and she couldn't find any other way to stop Bo Jingxing. The only thing she could think of was...

The eyes fell on the coffee table in the room. The fruits on the plastic plates were all attractive in color. They were all varieties that did not require a fruit knife. Of course, there was no fruit knife.

besides.

There is also a cup filled with water that looks crystal clear.

He picked up the cup with great worries. Qin Yiren really didn't want to use her own safety to threaten Bo Jingxing, but at this moment, she really had no other choice.

Drinking the water from the cup, she threw it to the ground with a cruel heart.

"Ba"

The cup hit the ground, and the remaining water sprinkled on the floor, unscathed.

Didn't get the desired glass fragments.

Qin Yiren picked up the quilt in a daze, looked at the light for a moment, and smiled bitterly speechlessly.

It seems that Bo Jingxing has guessed that she would use similar methods. The things in the room have been carefully selected, and even the coffee table is rounded, so she will not give her any chance to hurt herself.

"Bo Jingxing...I'm so scared, I'm really scared..."

Throw away the cup disguised as glass.

The solution that Qin Yiren finally thought of was shattered. She sat dejectedly on the sofa, buried her face in her palm, and cried out physically and mentally exhausted.

On one side is her lover and on the other side is her relatives.

She doesn't want to hurt either of them.

But how can there be a good thing in the world that has the best of both worlds?

After crying in a daze for a long time, the medicinal effect remaining in Qin Yiren's body continued to play a role, making her fall asleep unknowingly after she was extremely tired.

Perhaps because of her excitement, she dreamed clearly about her, or another scene of her life with Chu Xinian.

Such a dream made her at a loss, and she frowned with a complicated expression, not knowing how to face it.

The scene in the dream gradually made her feel familiar. Qin Yiren closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembled violently, and she murmured unconsciously: "Chu...was the past."

"Xiaoqian."

The man's hidden dangerous voice woke her up from her dream.

Sitting up suddenly, Qin Yiren subconsciously looked at the man beside him and asked with a little confused: "Jing Xing?"

"It's me."

Bo Jingxing glanced at her with a deep look, brushing away the cold sweat from her forehead with her slender fingertips, and asked casually: "You seem to be sleeping soundly, have you had a nightmare?"

"I……"

Suddenly returning to reality from the dream, Qin Yiren failed to wake up immediately, and the strange and familiar figure of a man reflected in his clear black and white eyes.

Immediately afterwards.

She subconsciously grabbed Bo Jingxing's clothes and asked in panic: "Why are you here? When did you come back? Where were you just now? What did you do?"

"Xiaoqian, calm down."

With her slender fingers covering the back of her hand, Bo Jingxing chuckled slowly: "You asked these questions at once, where would I start to answer?"

He stared at the man who was chatting and laughing blankly.

Qin Yiren felt aching in her heart, and she paused and asked softly: "You really want to lock me up here?"
Chapter completed!