作者: Bitter Days 機械翻訳
Liang Yunsheng didn't care about Yin Junze anymore. Jing Xiaxi followed behind Liang Yunsheng.
2Fortunately, things weren't as bad as they had imagined. It was just a mess of things on the ground. It was obvious that Old Master Yin had grabbed them randomly from his hands and thrown them at Yin Qianchen.
2When they entered the study, they saw this scene.
Yin Qianchen's hands were in his pockets. He bent down and leaned his upper body forward, close to Yin Xiao's ear. He bit deeply and his brows were tightly knitted. He raised his brows slightly.
2It was as if he had said something fierce.
2He must have sensed that someone had come in from behind.
Yin Qianchen didn't get angry over the person who had suddenly barged in behind him. He slowly straightened his body and snorted lightly, "I hope Master Yin has heard what I said. I won't say the same thing twice."
2"You! Unfilial son! This is how you treat... Yin Qianchen!" Yin Xiao said.
2Jing Xiaxi quickly ran behind the old man and gently touched his back to help him breathe. She looked at Yin Qianchen and said, "Third young master, just don't say too much."
2Liang Yunsheng came forward and gently pulled on the corner of Yin Qianchen's shirt.
2Yin Qianchen turned his head and looked at her indifferently. He gently touched her head with one hand and said, "Let's go..."
2"Ah, yes, okay!" Liang Yunsheng nodded.
2Yin Qianchen held her hand and went downstairs, ignoring Yin Xiao, who was still angry, and Yin Junze behind them.
2"What just happened?" Liang Yunsheng didn't know if she could follow him and ask these questions, but she couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
2"Nothing, I just gave him a little warning." Yin Qianchen shook his head gently.
2"Are you going home now?" Liang Yunsheng asked again.
2She thought the answer should be so certain, but Yin Qianchen's words surprised her.
"Later. Let's do something." Yin Qianchen used his left hand to hold Liang Yunsheng's right hand.
2Liang Yunsheng was stunned. She felt that holding his hand was a little strange, so she quickly held Yin Qianchen's hand and opened his palm. She saw that there was a shallow but very long wound on his palm.
2"We're not doing anything now! We have to quickly treat your wound! What's going on?" Liang Yunsheng was a little anxious.
2However, the injured person wasn't as nervous as she was. Yin Qianchen pursed his lips lightly and turned his palm around to cover the wound.
2"When the old man threw the first vase at me, I wasn't prepared. I used my hand to block it and accidentally hurt myself." Yin Qianchen didn't care at all.
2"Don't you need to be treated? Don't you feel any pain?" He wasn't anxious, but Liang Yunsheng was. This wound wasn't small. Why did it seem like he didn't feel any pain at all!
2"It doesn't matter. We'll talk about it when we get back..." At this time, the two of them had just turned down the stairs and arrived at the junction between the hall on the ground floor and the second floor.
2The hall was playing slow waltz music. Yin Qianchen seemed to have suddenly thought of something and said indifferently, "Why don't we go back after this dance?"
2作者: Bitter Days 機械翻訳
"It's just right. Let's dance and see how your dancing skills are now." Yin Qianchen held Liang Yunsheng's hand and mingled with the dancing crowd. At this moment, the lights in the venue were dim, and no one noticed them.
2All the men and women who were hugging and dancing together didn't notice anyone other than each other.
2"Why are you suddenly dancing?" Liang Yunsheng didn't expect Yin Qianchen to suddenly mention dancing!
2"I used to teach you how to dance, do you still remember?" Yin Qianchen pulled her into his arms and whispered into her ear.
2Of course, she remembered. Not only did she remember, but maybe... She would never forget it easily in this lifetime.
2"I didn't know anything at that time, and I even stepped on your feet." Hearing Yin Qianchen's words, Liang Yunsheng couldn't help but smile faintly.
2Then, Liang Yunsheng lowered her head and saw that she could now move her feet back and forth with Yin Qianchen. There was no disharmony at all.
2To be more precise, she should have learned these when she was studying in Country D. Those few years of studying abroad were very useful to her. It was also at that time that she had learned many basic communication methods.
2Dancing some simple dances was of course one of the important things.
2Although she still didn't learn very well, she wasn't as ignorant as before. When she really didn't understand anything, she would step on Yin Qianchen's feet even if she danced with him.
2However...
2There was something wrong with Yin Qianchen tonight...
2Liang Yunsheng's heart moved slightly, but she didn't say anything. She just smiled mischievously and said, "I can't see my feet anymore."
2"What?" It was rare for Yin Qianchen to be like this. When he couldn't keep up with her brain, he didn't understand why she suddenly thought of saying this.
2"Because of the baby." Liang Yunsheng deliberately leaned forward slightly and whispered into his ear, "Because the baby is getting bigger in my stomach. When I stand up straight, I can't see my feet anymore."
2Yin Qianchen didn't say anything more and just hugged Liang Yunsheng harder.
2Just when Liang Yunsheng felt that Yin Qianchen was right not to answer her...
2"If I can... I hope that he is very healthy..."
2She felt that Yin Qianchen's low voice came into her ears. It was very unreal, as if he hadn't been caught by her yet. Just like that, he floated into the music.
2"You..." Liang Yunsheng tried to ask what he had just said, but before she could open her mouth, he interrupted her.
2"Tonight, he and I were able to talk about my mother, so we lost control." It was rare for Yin Qianchen to take the initiative to mention things about himself Liang Yunsheng didn't want to interrupt him. She just wanted to listen to him continue and tell her what had happened.
2"My mother is taboo between the two of us. No one wants to talk about her, but when they see each other, they can't help but think of this person." Yin Qianchen's voice was like a wisp of smoke. It was ethereal in the air, but it soon dissipated.
2"Love is a very bad thing."
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