The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

The attitude of the system is very obvious. After letting him atone for his sins and bring back Yan Qin's remnant soul, it will punish him again.

Lin Sui sneered, too lazy to answer the system's words.

He is not afraid of his threats, not because he has a better way to contend with Heaven, but because he doesn't care.

At most, the soul will be dissipated, so what?

If his fate really can't be changed, then he will lose this damn fate, and he will not want it anymore.

He was really a little tired. The energy that kept him up and never bowed his head seemed to be dissipated along with the thunder tribulation. Now he is just holding on to make up for his fault and injury to Yan Qin. Just doing these things.

Although Lin Sui didn't want to admit it, he knew in his heart that he no longer had that kind of anger.

He wanted to be reckless, but he had concerns.

"Are you not happy?"

Lin Sui leaned on Yan Qin's body, felt the vibration in Yan Qin's chest, and raised her head in doubt.

"Have it?"

Yan Qin looked at him, and at that moment, he felt a strong sense of unease in his heart. The person in his arms was too quiet, and even exuded a silence that he didn't know the reason for, making him panic for no reason.

"Yan..."

The young man's name was blurred into a soft voice in Lin Sui's mouth. He waved to the young man, motioned him to bow his head, and nodded his lips to him.

Yan Qin was a little nervous and avoided Lin Sui's sight.

"Your heartbeat is so loud that it disturbs me."

Lin Sui felt the high-frequency beating in Yan Qin's chest, and mercilessly pierced the illusion of Yan Qin's composure.

Yan Qin received the most stimulation this month in the past 30 years. Injuries are not counted, they are pain.

He was still a little shy and hesitant in his heart. It wasn't that he was confused about the identity of father and son, or he was a little embarrassed. He had never done such a thing, nor had he experienced flirting.

Lin Sui waited a little impatiently, frowned and said, "Don't make a toast, don't eat and drink fine wine."

Any kind of warmth is an illusion. He is not kind, cute, gentle and harmless, and he is not helpless when he does many things.

He is poisonous and despicable, with deep scheming, and his life is full of calculations, and he has no connection with Gānjing.

Even at this moment, he is pretending.

Yan Qin didn't hesitate any more, because it was so hard that it bumped into Lin Sui's lips, but luckily it didn't break.

Obviously he is the elder, but in this kind of thing, he is even more uncomfortable.

"I don't like dogs that bite."

Lin Sui raised her eyes and stuck out the tip of her tongue, more like waiting for someone to serve lazily rather than asking someone to taste it.

Yan Qin responded briefly, cautiously.

Ann looked at the tea that had been reheated several times and gave up trying again.

On the second day of Yanqin's freshman competition, he got up very early, but found that Lin Sui was no longer with the classroom.

He opened the door and saw the young man leaning on the railing outside the door. He was wearing a large blue sweater, which seemed to be put on casually, and was looking down from above with his face supported.

Yan Qin knew who he was looking at, after all, there were only two masters in this Marshal's Mansion.

At this time every day, he would have breakfast in the living room and read the morning paper.

Yan Qin took a few steps forward, and sure enough, he saw his body being controlled by the simulated consciousness.

The adult man was dressed in serious clothes, buttoned to the top, and his indifferent face was as serious as ever.

It was only then that Yan Qin realized that he looked like this in the eyes of others, and he didn't know what he looked like in the eyes of Lin Sui. He must be a very unlikable and strict father.

It's just that he never found out that Lin Sui would look at him upstairs because it was only today?

"Remember to say hi to my father when you leave."

Lin Sui instructed Yan Qin and turned back to the room.

He was like a ruthless guest who had called for an on-call service. His excellent facial features did not show the warmth of yesterday's half-day, and he was extraordinarily indifferent.

Yan Qin took a shower in the guest bathroom, contacted the system in his mind, and carried out consciousness transmission.

The puppet will go to the campus logically, and the competition will not start until after the lottery.

The transmission of consciousness was in a trance for a moment, Yan Qin pressed the slightly swollen sun xué, finished drinking the black tea in the cup, went to the study to process some documents, and then thought about it, and knocked on Lin Sui's door.

He decided to return the light brain to Lin Sui first, so that Lin Sui would have to come to the house to relieve the boredom during the five-day ban.

The door didn't close, Yan Qin didn't intend to open the door, but the door opened by himself.

The boy who was only wearing a sweater seemed to fall asleep lying on the bed, the sweater was rolled up, revealing the red marks on his legs.

After hearing the movement, the boy in the room immediately turned around.

"Father, are you being rude?"

In the family education of the Yan family, even the elders need to knock on the door before entering the child's room after the child has a sense of independence.

"Sorry, the door didn't close."

Yan Qin apologized, but for some reason, when he saw Lin Sui pulling the hem of his clothes in a panic, he was a little impatient.

It was obviously a trace left by him, but when Lin Sui hurriedly covered up the hidden red mark in front of him, he clearly felt that in Lin Sui's heart, that person was not him.

Chapter 110 Vicious Adopted Son

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