After the meal was served, an Xiaojing gave Leng Yichen a chopstick dish and Xiao Li another.

It's rare. It's also rare to eat Chinese food. It's made by an Xiaojing herself.

So Leng Yichen would take it very seriously.

I'm even more happy to eat. My mouth is smaller.

Several people are in a very good mood.

"How about Xiao Li? Is mom's cooking good? " An Xiaojing looked at her side and asked in a soft voice.

"Delicious!" Xiao Li's mouth was full of things. He raised his head, and his eyes were bright. He was struggling to spit out two vague words to an Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing immediately laughed and touched Xiao Li's head.

"If it's delicious, Mommy will make it for you later."

"Yes, yes!"

Leng Yichen looks at the mother and son and eats silently, but he feels that a soft place in his heart has been deeply touched.

These are his two most important people.

It's his weakness.

No one can touch it!

"It's nice to have you." Leng Yichen suddenly spat out a sentence in a low voice. The voice was so small that only he could hear what he said.

"What did you say?" An Xiaojing raised her head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Xiaojing, such a life has always been my dream. I didn't expect it to come true now."

An Xiaojing looked up at Leng Yichen's face and his beautiful eyes.

It seems that they will fall into the enemy.

After dinner, uncle Lin and the people cleared the table.

After an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen take care of Xiao Li to sleep, an Xiaojing goes back to her room to have a rest, while Leng Yichen goes to her study.

"That coffin is a little strange..." Leng Yichen said in a low voice, while turning on his computer, thinking and recalling what he saw today.

He felt that the coffin was not made of ordinary wood, and the texture was a little strange.

After searching the Internet, he found nothing. Leng Yichen shifted his target to piles of books on the shelf.

I've read several books, but there's no record.

The door was suddenly opened, and an Xiaojing came out and handed him a glass of water.

She is also back to the room for a long time, did not see Leng Yichen come to sleep, just feel a little uneasy.

Now when Leng Yichen is not around, she will feel insecure.

But when he saw him, he seemed to be looking for something.

An Xiaojing couldn't help being curious.

"What are you looking for? Can I help you? "

Near Leng Yichen, an Xiaojing asked seriously.

"It's OK. Go to sleep." He released his hand and rubbed an Xiaojing's cheek.

"Well, don't go to bed too late, and rest early." As soon as she was ready to leave, she heard Leng Yichen's lazy voice:

"ready to leave?"

An Xiaojing didn't react at first. She turned around and saw Leng Yichen shaking with a bad smile. She suddenly understood.

An Xiaojing is most familiar with his ruffian expression.

An Xiaojing's face turned red.

Leng Yichen clasped her wrist, pulled her, gave her a kiss on her lips, and then took a heavy breath to let her go.

An Xiaojing faltered, and her eyes were full of manners. She raised her eyes to stare at the man, and her cheeks were even more red.

"Are you shy?" Leng Yichen picks his eyebrows.

"Leng Yichen!" An Xiaojing gave him another angry look.

Leng Yichen suddenly burst out laughing and gave an Xiaojing another kiss on her forehead. Then she said in a soft voice, "go to bed quickly. Don't be tired."

He knew that she was still pregnant with a baby, and it had been four or five months.

He doesn't want an Xiaojing to be too tired at this time.

An Xiaojing nodded and said, "go to sleep, too."

Without waiting for Leng Yichen to respond, he has closed the door and left.

Leng Yichen had no choice but to smile.

But the next good luck, and then a few books, finally found a little clue.

Leng Yichen's eyes brightened, staring at the line of words and slowly read out: "limited? What was made by an expert before? Can you hide a corpse and keep it from rotting? "

His tone slowly raised, gradually with a bit of disbelief, eyes also slightly widened.

After that, he was attracted by a passage:

anyone who opens the coffin will surely die!

His heart "clattered" again and again,

looking down, there is another story:

it is said that a man is not afraid of death, so he ventured to the coffin and opened it with all his strength.

Can open the coffin of the moment, that person is like to be sucked away all angry general, soft ground fell down."So mysterious?" Leng Yichen sneered and hummed.

Pick up the phone, called Chengfeng: "hello."

"Young master" Chengfeng thought that he was still asleep, and his voice was a little confused.

"Check something for me." Leng Yichen orders coldly.

"What is it?" The voice of Chengfeng calmed down slowly.

"The coffin I saw today." Leng Yichen has a deep voice.

"Coffin?" Chengfeng wakes up a lot in an instant.

"Young master, what are you going to do with that coffin?"

It's just a coffin, still in such a desolate cave.

"I want to know the origin of the coffin and what will happen if it is opened!"

He just wanted to open the coffin. The book said that the person who opened the coffin would die.

So, how do the people in this book know?

Or did the person in the book survive?

Leng Yichen looked at the author of this article and found that there was no signature of the author.

It's true. There's no cure.

"All right, young master, I will tell you the result as soon as possible."

Across the screen, Chengfeng nods.

Hung up the phone, Leng Yichen eyes shining a little cold light.

Suddenly feel some pain in the wound, cold also Chen this just found the wound split.

Find the medicine box, lift up the clothes and re bandage yourself.

These wounds are quite deep.

Leng Yichen has no time to study his wound carefully since he came back.

Now it seems that I have been hurt a lot.

Think about Yu Zhenhuan again, that person has really gone on a dead end.

How many times, I want to let go of that person, but how many times, he is forcing himself to start on him?

What is his reason this time?

Does dawn care more about him?

It's ridiculous.

This man has no magnanimity at all.

So?

Is he going to force himself to attack him now?

After treating the wound, Leng Yichen went back to the room. An Xiaojing had already fallen asleep. He leaned down and gave the man a kiss on the forehead.

In her sleep, an Xiaojing snorted, and Leng Yichen chuckled at the corner of her mouth.

He will find out everything.