Chapter 12

There was a silence in the bedroom, which was awkward.

Lin Jian gently touched the man's eyebrows and whispered, "remember, everything tonight is a dream..."

The whisper made Yan Jingchen suddenly alert. His grandfather practiced Taoism, and he was even more proficient in it. Knowing that it was a secret method that could make people fall asleep, he pretended to be caught and softened his body. In fact, he tightened his nerves and paid attention to Lin Jian's every move.

Seeing that the man relaxed, she should have been asleep. Lin Jian nodded. First, she looked down at Yan Jingchen's face. The dark bedside lamp reflected a beautiful outline, and a shadow fell on the tall eyebrow bone. The radian from the bridge of the nose to the lip line was just right. The heaven was full and the jaw was shaped. It was really a rare beauty face.

"Yan zongchen is really lucky." Lin Jian sighed. It's a pity that her good grandson lost in appearance, but she will exercise Lin Qiang well. At least she can't lose.

Yan Jingchen breathed evenly. At the moment, he was especially curious. What on earth did this man come for??

After carefully observing the man, Lin Jian bent down and touched the gauze on the man's forehead and gently pulled it off.

The wound was not big, but there was a dark blue around. Up to now, there were still scarlet blood. Lin Jane shook her head and said in her heart, we can't blame her. We all blame the speed too fast.

He turned out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and gently sprinkled some powder on it. The cool feeling spread along the wound. Yan Jingchen suddenly felt less pain and his spirit was better.

Climbing over the wall and window in the middle of the night, can't you sneak in to give him medicine? Yan Jingchen was suddenly in a good mood.

"Well, it's time to see your death spell."

The voice in the dark made Yan Jingchen frown, and his calm heart became restless again. This death spell was his inverse scale, a magic spell. When he thought of it, he still couldn't help shaking, but fortunately, the bed lamp was on, he could endure and continue to pretend to sleep.

Green tender fingertips stuck to Yan Jingchen's eyebrows, and then pressed them. For a long time, Lin Jian felt a fish scale like thing from her pocket and lit the incense burner at the head of the bed.

"It's too difficult to completely remove it." she frowned and murmured, "from tonight, half a month, it's unknown whether it can be completely removed, but it can save life."

Her aura is thin. She can't use any high-level skills. That's all she can do.

Lin Jian nodded and finally asked, "don't mention the car accident because of me when you see your grandpa!"

Yan Jingchen in bed:

Suddenly I feel like I'm wrong.

"Good sun, good dream."

Lin Jian smiles. When he wakes up tomorrow morning, Yan Jingchen will only think that everything tonight is a dream. He will never think that his aunt's milk overturned the wall. Well, it's very good. His face is kept. The accident will not be known by old man Yan. It's perfect!

Thinking about Lin Jian's happy turn, because she was not used to the long wool carpet, she tripped immediately, pulled the thin quilt when she fell, and threw herself on the man. The thin silk quilt was immediately pulled open, and her hand was pressed on her lower abdomen. Where her eyes touched were smooth and informative abdominal muscles, vaguely visible Mermaid lines, and a big lump, amount

“…………”

“…………”

Yan Jingchen couldn't hold the green cross on his forehead, but Lin Jian calmly touched a piece of material abdominal muscles, got up slowly, pulled the quilt seriously, and finally glanced at the Black Dagger held by the man in his chest.

Why sleep with a knife??

"There is no mantra, nor is it a magic weapon, or an ordinary knife..." staring at her chest, Lin Jian twisted her eyebrows and concluded: "fetishism

Yan Jingchen:

Why on earth did he choose to pretend to sleep???