Chapter 1159

Even in the face of her own children, Cheng Lin didn't have the same expectation as now.

That own child, brings oneself, only then desperation.

Cheng Lin said: "this child was born, I don't want to be her aunt, I want to be the child's godmother."

Zhuo Xuan touched Cheng Lin's hair and said with a smile: "of course, even if you don't want to, I'll press your head and let you treat him as your own son and daughter."

It's getting dark soon. Han Qifei drives to pick up Zhuo Xuan. Zhuo Xuan and Cheng Lin wave their hands and say goodbye.

Cheng Lin went to the balcony and watered the flowers and plants again, pruning the messy branches and leaves. She didn't go out all day today. After thinking about it, she still called Chelsea, who was very busy over there. He lowered his voice and talked to her, which should be in a meeting.

"Remember to go back early and go to bed early," Cheng said

"All right, honey, I see," Chelsea said gently

Then Cheng Lin hung up.

Two days ago, she received a list. A little painter rented her exhibition hall for a week. The day before yesterday, the exhibition started. There won't be any new list this week, and there won't be any new decoration and cleaning.

Cheng Lin is still very idle.

She wants to go to the hospital tomorrow and have a good physical examination. She has to treat herself well.

Cheng Lin is going to go back to her room to have a sleep, but the door outside is suddenly opened.

Cheng Lin's whole body is full of excitement. She looks at it, and it won't be a thief, will it!

Before she could hide, the door of the living room was wide open. Cheng Lin looks at it in the moonlight and is stunned for a moment. It's Qiao Yiming.

Cheng Lin frowned: "how can you have my key?"

Qiao Yiming was as comfortable as entering his own home. He said coldly, "isn't it the key you gave me?"

Cheng Lin seems to remember that he had given him the key to his own house before, but he had never been to her house. Even if Cheng Lin had asked for everything, this man had never condescended to enter his house.

And most of all, she has moved.

Cheng Lin thinks about it. Maybe Qiao Yiming doesn't even remember that he was the one who moved. This man never cares about his own affairs and never pays attention to them.

If it wasn't for her name, I'm afraid even her name would have been forgotten.

He was just used to being around, but he never wanted to know her. Cheng Lin said: "you are breaking into a private house. If you don't leave again, I will call the police."

Qiao Yiming takes a look at Cheng Lin, but goes straight to Cheng Lin and opens his sleeve to show her the eye of the needle on his hand. It's very shocking.

Cheng Lin sneered: "are you taking drugs?"

Looking at Qiao Yiming's haggard appearance, he really looks like an addict.

Qiao Yiming shook his head: "after you leave, I can't eat what others do. I can only rely on nutrition injections."

Cheng Lin sneered: "so what? It doesn't make any sense for us to sell in front of you. "

Qiao Yiming said: "I miss you, Cheng Lin, really."

Qiao Yiming has gradually found that he can't live without her.

Unfortunately, now Qiao Yiming feels that he can't do without Cheng Lin, but Cheng Lin doesn't want to take care of him anymore.

Cheng Lin cold mouth, said: "you quickly out of my room, if you don't go, I really call the police."

Say, Cheng Lin already picked up his mobile phone, posturing to press down. Qiao Yiming just takes a look at her, opens the refrigerator of Cheng Lin's home, brings out the leftovers Cheng Lin made for Zhuo Xuan at noon, grabs a chopstick from the kitchen and starts to eat, no matter how cold it is.

Cheng Lin clenched her teeth and dialed the police station: "Hello, someone broke into a private house here. The address is..."

Cheng Lin revealed the location of her home. After putting down the phone, I watched Qiao Yiming eating these leftovers coldly. Qiao Yiming hasn't eaten anything directly for a long time. Now he suddenly eats cold food. His stomach turns and twists like a knife. After taking a few mouthfuls, he runs into the toilet and can't help spitting out everything.

Cheng Lin goes to the toilet with Qiao Yiming. She looks at Qiao Yiming's vomit mixed with a lot of blood. Her head ached again, and she held on to the door.

Even paler than Joe Yiming.

Qiao Yiming came out, went to the table again, and continued to grab the chopsticks. The skin on his fingertips fell off, and now he was mottled with flesh and blood. He held the chopsticks, leaving a bright red on them.

Cheng Lin's head is about to explode. She goes to Qiao Yiming, pulls out the chopsticks in front of Qiao Yiming, withdraws the food from his hands, and takes it to the room to heat it.

Cheng Lin said, "if you vomit to death, then you will blame me for poisoning you."Qiao Yiming knew that Cheng Lin was blaming him because he couldn't eat what other people cooked, so he suspected that Cheng Lin had cooked something in his own food.

Qiao Yiming doesn't have that idea, but his people don't trust Cheng Lin as much as he does. Zhuo Xuan and Han Qifei are also shocked by their investigation.

I don't know why. Qiao Yiming just thinks that Cheng Lin won't hurt him. She didn't do it when she loved her deeply. Now even if she refuses like this, she won't do anything really bad to herself.

In fact, what Cheng Lin said is not wrong.

It's because he takes Cheng Lin's love for granted, and even now he doesn't change his mind and attitude. Cheng Lin is such a deep-rooted idea of his, has been unable to pull out of the situation.

Cheng Lin heated up the leftovers, thought about it, and made a moustache for him. Qiao Yiming looks at Cheng Lin with greedy eyes, just like he hasn't eaten for hundreds of years.

Cheng Lin finished copying the dishes herself, and then brought the food to the table. After thinking about it, she was still a little unwilling. She threw the dish on the table and said, "eat it."

Qiao Yiming is used to Cheng Lin. in fact, Cheng Lin is not used to Qiao Yiming. Taking care of him has become a habit. Cheng Lin is very reluctant to admit that he just saw the blood on the man's hand, saw the eye of the needle on his body, and when he vomited blood, his distressed fingers were shaking.

Cheng Lin sat on the stool, her eyes without focus fell on a point in the room. But although she will still be distressed, she really does not want to continue like this.