Chapter 138 The Fox's Gift

The pain from his restrained wrist was hard to ignore. Luo Qinglin lowered his eyes, waiting for the remaining pain to pass.

Jiang Yanyu touched his head soothingly and kissed his forehead lightly, as if giving him a reward.

There was only a moment's silence, and before the pain in his wrist had healed, he heard coaxing whispers in his ears. These were almost the same voices that had coaxed him into stealing the fruit from the Garden of Eden in his dreams.

"Luo Qinglin, was yesterday's game fun?" Jiang Yanyu leaned over and asked Luo Qinglin's ear.

yesterday......?

Luo Qinglin suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Jiang Yanyu with wide eyes.

Luo Qinglin was stunned and didn't say anything. Jiang Yanyu asked in a low voice: "Was the game yesterday fun? Answer me."

While no one was noticing, the sleeves of his windbreaker floated down to the hem of his shirt, trying to tear open a gap between the fabric of his pants and his skin without anyone noticing.

The boundary was in jeopardy, Luo Qinglin subconsciously wanted to struggle, but unfortunately obedience was already engraved in his instinct, and he quickly stopped struggling, allowing the sound of the metal zipper to continue.

Hiss...hiss...

The sound was too abrupt in the quiet space, as if it was deliberately trying to wear out people's patience. It sounded twice and then stopped, and then continued for a few seconds, slowly and unhurriedly.

"Luo Qinglin, I'm asking you a question. Was the game yesterday fun?" Jiang Yanyu refused to give up until he got an answer.

Because of the gaps between the car windows or other cracks, Luo Qinglin didn't feel hot, but felt cold because of the draft. He whispered, "It's fun."

"You're speaking too softly. I can't hear you. Please speak again." Jiang Yanyu said in a cold voice.

The cold air surged up through the gap, and the sweat on the forehead turned cooler due to the wind, dripping onto the cowhide seat, making a ticking sound.

Luo Qinglin turned his head and fixed his gaze on the shadows of the trees outside the window, his expression looking cold.

"It's fun, brother." The voice was still small, but gentle, and it was obvious that she was acting coquettishly.

"Don't you feel lonely playing alone?" Jiang Yanyu stared at the scabbed wound faintly visible on his collar with a heavy look.

The cuffs were pulled into the gap, and the cuff buttons collided with the metal chain, making a small tinkling sound. The white fabric was pulled outwards and then fell down again.

His shoulders trembled unconsciously because of the growing coldness. Luo Qinglin turned back and repeated the same trick, saying in a soft voice: "Brother, I'm so cold, I want a hug."

"Cold? Where is cold?" The skin on his palm was obviously hot. Jiang Yanyu raised his eyes and easily saw through the clumsy lie.

"It's cold everywhere," Luo Qinglin's eyes became soft, "I want a hug, please, brother."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu smiled gently. He put his arm around Luo Qinglin and held him in his arms, patting him gently to comfort him. However, his sleeves were full of murderous intent, which immediately enveloped the prey and imprisoned it.

The prey was easily caught, trembling with fear in the airtight trap.

"Are you still cold? Is it too windy? Do you want me to close the car window?" Jiang Yanyu asked in a gentle voice.

Even though he was enveloped in the warmth of the mint scent, Luo Qinglin still felt cold, bone-chillingly cold, and answered randomly: "No, it's because I slept too late yesterday."

"Yesterday?" Reminded by the words, Jiang Yanyu asked, "You haven't answered my question yet. Is BB lonely playing games alone?"

The prey was completely tied up, and under the hunter's torture, it was so frightened that it shed crystal tears, soaking the hunter's sleeves that were trying to wipe away his tears.

"Alone, lonely." Luo Qinglin deliberately lowered his voice, trying to hide his panic, but it was of little use. The last part of his voice still revealed panic and was trembling slightly.

"Then can I play with BB?" Jiang Yanyu coaxed her and insisted on getting an answer.

Luo Qinglin was silent for a while before answering in an inaudible voice: "Okay."

Jiang Yanyu raised a satisfied smile, took his mobile phone and handed it to Luo Qinglin, "You time it yourself, two minutes, okay?"

There was still half of the countdown left on the mobile phone page. As soon as Jiang Yanyu finished speaking, Luo Qinglin had no time to say anything. He hurriedly snatched his phone and pressed the countdown.

Jiang Yanyu was startled by his hasty action, and then smiled helplessly, keeping her promise, and gently kissed Luo Qinglin on the forehead.

The kiss calmed Luo Qinglin's panic. He let out a long sigh and sniffed the reassuring mint scent.

Unfortunately, two minutes is too short and time passes quickly.

When the bell tolled the end of the countdown, the vixen raised the corners of her mouth in the dark and smiled triumphantly, and the real game officially began.

-

There were no stars or moon in the night sky of Shanghai, but Debussy's "Moonlight" was playing on the car stereo.

If the "Moonlight" played on the piano is the granular moonlight sprinkled on the sea, then the canary's melodious singing is the endless waves, following the conductor's score from low to high.

Listening to this song live is quite different from listening to it over the phone. Every tiny change in the tone was keenly caught by Jiang Yanyu and engraved in his mind.

The scent of flowers and grass penetrated through the gaps in the car windows and merged with the mint scent in the car, coupled with the wonderful singing, it was truly extremely pleasant.

The countdown was recorded several times, and the main song of "Moonlight" was played several times in a loop.

Jiang Yanyu looked at the watch on his wrist and followed Lu Zhaoying's advice. When the clock passed 12 o'clock, he turned off the song "Moonlight" playing on the speakers and sang it to the end in one go.

Jiang Yanyu took the water placed by the car door, carefully fed some to the canary, and took good care of it.

"Are you sleepy?" Jiang Yanyu asked in a gentle voice.

I sang for too long and my throat felt like it was on fire. Luo Qinglin leaned his head on Jiang Yanyu's shoulder and whispered softly, "I'm not sleepy," which was concise and to the point.

"Are you happy shooting today?"

"happy."

"Did you forget to eat lunch again?"

"Um."

Jiang Yanyu asked a question and Luo Qinglin answered it slowly. By the end of the questioning, Luo Qinglin almost fell into a dream during the slow conversation.

However, before falling asleep, Luo Qinglin suddenly opened his eyes, miraculously regained his spirit, stood up, and asked with shining eyes: "Where is my reward? Where is my reward?"

I thought Xiao Que would be coaxed to sleep, but I didn't expect that she was still thinking about the reward he promised her, and she didn't forget it even when she was about to fall asleep.

Jiang Yanyu chuckled helplessly, then got out of the car holding Luo Qinglin and walked towards the small villa in the center of the garden.

In the moonlight, the night lights all around are dimly lit, and the garden is planted with golden sunflowers in the opposite flowering period, giving people the illusion that it is summer, just like the flower arrangements in the Misty Rain Studio.

"Where is this? Is this your home too?" Luo Qinglin asked while looking around.

"It's not my home," Jiang Yanyu corrected, "it's our home, the home that BB and I share."

The word "together" was like a stone falling into the water, stirring up a thousand waves and making Luo Qinglin's heart beat faster.

The home he and Jiang Yanyu share...

Just because of this sentence, Luo Qinglin's thoughts drifted from the present moment to the distant future. He had already imagined that he and Jiang Yanyu would get married, grow old together, and the old vixen would hold his hand.

By then, how many photos of Jiang Yanyu will he have collected? I'm afraid even ten hard drives won't be enough to store it.

"Come back to your senses," Jiang Yanyu turned on the light after entering the room, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," Luo Qinglin's voice was filled with joy, "I was thinking about something insignificant."

Jiang Yanyu raised an eyebrow but did not ask any further questions. He left a little free space for Canary and carried her to sit on the sofa.

This villa does not cover a large area. It looks small from the outside and has only two floors.

But the interior is exquisitely decorated. The entire left wall and ceiling of the living room are mirrors, making the room look twice as big.

The house was filled with golden sunflowers; even the stairs leading to the second floor were lined with potted plants.

The front of the sofa was facing the mirror. Luo Qinglin looked at himself in the mirror for just a moment, then suddenly turned his head.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yanyu turned his head and looked at the mirror opposite him, and asked jokingly, "Are you so beautiful that you're falling in love with yourself?"

"No!"

The redness at the corners of her eyes was too obvious, her cheeks were lightly pink, and the ripples in her eyes could not be hidden. Luo Qinglin didn't want to look directly at her after just one glance, and felt inexplicably embarrassed.

Seeing that he was shy, the vixen teased him again, "I will fall in love with you at a glance. But it would be better if you could give the countdown a little longer."

Luo Qinglin was so embarrassed that he stared at her and quickly changed the subject, "Where is my reward? Didn't you promise to give me a lot of rewards?"

"Don't be in a hurry." Jiang Yanyu stood up and walked slowly to the gap between the stairs and the floor, looking mysterious.

Luo Qinglin was puzzled and poked his head out from behind the sofa to peek.

There was a rustling sound, and after a while, Jiang Yanyu walked out with a halter dress covered with white fluffy feathers in her hand.

There was a pair of small black wings sewn on the back of the skirt. The wings were not big, only as wide as a palm, and they were trembling slightly with Jiang Yanyu's footsteps.

Luo Qinglin didn't know for a moment whether he should complain about the wardrobe hidden in the secret gap, or the small wings behind the skirt.

"Be good, this is your pajamas today." Jiang Yanyu gently placed the skirt in Luo Qinglin's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

Luo Qinglin grabbed Jiang Yanyu's sleeve and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go get your reward, it's upstairs," Jiang Yanyu stroked his hair and said softly, "Hurry up and change your skirt and wait for me to come down."

Jiang Yanyu walked upstairs humming "Beautiful Rosemary", obviously in a very good mood, leaving Luo Qinglin with a happy back.

But a gift that makes Jiang Yanyu happy may not necessarily make Luo Qinglin happy.

Luo Qinglin slowly changed into her skirt and sat stiffly on the sofa, praying in her heart that Mitao would not suffer again today.

After waiting anxiously for a while, footsteps were finally heard in the stairwell, getting closer and closer.

Luo Qinglin looked over and saw that Jiang Yanyu had also changed into the black silk pajamas she usually wore, and was carrying a cowhide suitcase in her hand.

The closer Jiang Yanyu got, the wider the smile on his face became. It was so creepy that Luo Qinglin felt uneasy.

Boom!

The suitcase was placed on the coffee table with a heavy thump.

"What...is in here?" Luo Qinglin asked hesitantly.

"If it's something you like," Jiang Yanyu said with a smile, "open it and take a look."

Luo Qinglin hesitated for a few seconds, looking at Jiang Yanyu in silence, tapping his fingertips on the sofa, thinking in his mind what to do if the suitcase contained a bunch of terrible things.

But Jiang Yanyu's eyes were shining and she was very expectant. Luo Qinglin couldn't resist the light in the beautiful fox's eyes, so he slowly reached out and pressed the buckle on the suitcase.

Click.

The suitcase opened, and Luo Qinglin nervously leaned over to see what was inside.

There were only dozens of mediocre small items in the box, including rings, necklaces, glasses, and even camera lenses and mobile phone chargers...

"What are these..." Luo Qinglin asked slowly, blinking his eyes.

"These are what you want," Jiang Yanyu said with narrowed eyes and a smile, "locator."

The author has something to say:

Luo Qinglin: I thought there were only two, but I didn’t expect there would be a whole box!