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"That's good," Lin Suye nodded her head, then said somewhat embarrassedly, "I've never encountered such a thing. I really can't think of any way to help you … If I bring you back from there, your fans won't be angry with you, right? "

Qin Yin raised his gaze, "They won't be angry with me, but …"

Lin Suye raised her head and looked at him with doubt in her black and white eyes. "But what?"

She didn't know that this angle was the best angle to kiss. Qin Yin's eyes darkened, he raised his hand to stroke the uncombed hair on her head, "If you are recognized, we might have to spread the rumour."

Lin Suye retracted her neck as she felt uncomfortable with Qin Yin's actions. She subconsciously retreated, but there was a wall behind her and she had nowhere to retreat to.

Luckily, Qin Yin was careful and took back his hand after a while. Lin Suye touched her hair, where Qin Yin touched, it was still a little upturned. She immediately understood that Qin Yin was helping her just now.

And what he just said … Lin Suye smiled. With a generous smile, she said confidently, "I'm already wrapped up like that. I won't be able to recognize you."

The man slightly narrowed his eyes and didn't refute her. Instead, he silently and deeply looked at her, "Do you want to tell me a story?"

Lin Suye's pupils slightly enlarged as a trace of throbbing emerged from the depths of her heart.

Her train of thought was short-circuited for a moment, but she quickly retracted her gaze from his body. "Don't joke with me."

She looked at her wristwatch. Seeing that it was not even ten o'clock, she asked him, "Where are you going?"

Qin Yin didn't say anything, he just suddenly held her hand and looked at the watch she was wearing.

Feeling the warm sensation on her hand, Lin Suye thought to herself silently, "Why doesn't he use his phone to check the time?"

In a few seconds, the man let go of her hand and replied seriously, "I have a promotional video to shoot at 11 PM. It's in the east district."

This was not far from the east district. Lin Suye calculated the time and saw that Lin Heqian would be able to meet her for about fifteen minutes after getting off the plane at ten o'clock.

"I drove here," she said in a sweet voice. "If you don't mind, you can wait for my brother, and then we'll take you to the East Side."

Qin Yin agreed.

It was obviously irrational to go to the airport to wait for more people, so Lin Suye and Qin Yin got in the car.

She sat in the driver's seat, expecting Qin Yin to sit in the back, but he sat beside her.

Lin Suye looked at him for a while without saying anything. She took out her phone and sent a message to Lin Heqian. She told him to get off the plane and come to the parking lot. Then she started to play games to pass the time.

She was pretty good at games. While she was fighting intensely with the enemies, Qin Yin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "Is it fun?"

The man's voice was deep and pleasant to listen to. Lin Suye was momentarily distracted, then … She was hacked to death.

Lin Suye was at a loss for words. She turned her eyes to look at him and said, "It's quite fun. Do you want to try it?"

He lowered his eyes and stared at the game on her phone. He said, "I don't know how to play, so I successfully made Lin Suye recommend herself as his instructor."

The space inside the car was small, Qin Yin always lost when he played this game. Lin Suye became agitated and started pointing fingers at the situation.

After all, this was her account …

It's a shame to keep losing.

The man listened obediently and unknowingly, the two of them were very close. Lin Suye didn't pay much attention at first, but as the man's body got closer, she slowly blushed.

She moved back a bit, increasing the distance between the two of them, but the man suddenly pulled her hand and pulled her back, "How do we fight this?"

Lin Suye let out an "ah" and forced herself to focus on teaching him how to play games.

The woman's soft and sweet voice continuously entered his ears. The man's thin lips suddenly curled into a smile.

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