Ling still thought to herself, unconsciously went to the bedside table, but when her eyes fell on the picture frame on the bedside table, the whole person was suddenly frozen, and apricot eyes were staring at the picture with incredible eyes.

That's her picture!

And the problem is, she doesn't remember that she took such a picture, looked at her eyes in the picture, and didn't look at the camera.

Who took this picture? Why is it here and this room? Who is it...

"Ka"

someone pushed open the door of the room, Ling still looked up and it was Yi Jin who left.

"It seems that without my explanation, sister a already knows that the two rooms are interlinked." Yi Jin walks up to the front with a smile, and her eyes fall on the picture frame Ling still holds. "How do you feel about this picture?"

"How could there be a picture of me here?" She asked.

"Naturally, I asked people to take pictures." He said, took back the picture frame from her hand, put it on the head of the bed again, "when I can't see elder sister, I miss you very much."

The ending of his sentence, rising slightly, shows a kind of ambiguity.

"This is your room?" she said, as if thinking of something

"It's my room." He nodded.

Ling still bit her lip. "Then... You can change my room."

"Why, elder sister didn't say by herself, which room is OK? What's more, when I was in the rental room, we slept in one bed and under the other, but we didn't even have a door. Now, how does sister mind? " Yi Jin leaves the way.

Ling is still biting his lower lip and blushing a little. In her mind, she can't help but think of the past when they were together in the rental house. At that time, as long as she looks down, you can see him lying under the bed.

Even the cold room feels warm.

At that time, he could approach her without any scruples, but now...

"sister..." he suddenly bent down, his eyes seemed to have a deep depression, "don't show such expression to a man easily, you know?"

She was startled and suddenly woke up. Instinctively, she wanted to step back, but his hands suddenly put their arms around her waist and stopped her from moving back.

"Very... Very late. I'm going to wash and sleep." She said that she was so stiff that she was afraid that he would kiss her like he did in the taxi He fixed his gaze on her.

His eyes, as if to stab all her heart. She quickly lowered her head to keep her eyes away from him.

His eyes are so beautiful that they seem to absorb people's soul and will.

Suddenly, his hand was loose and he said with a slight smile, "it's really late, so go to wash it."

Ling is still suddenly relieved. He leaves his room in a hurry, goes back to the next room and rushes into the bathroom.

In front of the mirror of the washstand in the bathroom, Ling still looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were crimson and her lips were red as if they were going to drip out of the water. The apricot eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dense and moving. It's no wonder that Yi Jin just said that she would not look at a man like this.

Ling still shook his head violently, turned on the tap and cooled his hot cheek with cold water.

What's wrong with her?! Even if Yi Jin leaves, she can't resist anything, but she won't blush like this.