Chapter 12 This is all dreaming

The bedroom was silent, so quiet that it was a little awkward.

Lin Jian tapped the man's eyebrows gently and whispered in a low voice: "Remember, everything about tonight is a dream..."

The whisper made Yan Jingchen suddenly alert. His grandfather practiced Taoism, and he was even more proficient in this Taoism. He knew that this was a secret method that could make people fall asleep. He pretended to be moved and softened his body, but in fact he tensed his nerves and paid attention to Lin Jian's every move.

Seeing that the man had relaxed and was already asleep, Lin Jian nodded. She looked down at Yan Jingchen's face. The dim bedside lamp reflected a handsome outline. The high eyebrows were covered with shadows. The curve from the bridge of the nose to the lip line was just right. The heaven was full and the jaw was stylish. It was really rare to have a handsome face.

"Yan Zongchen is such a blessing." Lin Jian sighed. Unfortunately, her good grandson lost in appearance, but she will train Lin Qiang well, at least not lose inward.

Yan Jingchen breathed evenly, and at this moment he was even more curious. What was this person... here to do?

After observing the person carefully, Lin Jian bent down and touched the man's forehead gauze, and reached out and pulled it off gently.

The wound was not big, but there was a black blue around it, and there were still scarlet blood stains coming out. Lin Jian shook his head and thought to himself, I can't blame her, it's all because the car speed is too fast.

A small bottle of medicine was taken out from his pocket and gently sprinkled some powder on it. The cool feeling spread along the wound. Yan Jingchen suddenly felt that it was not very painful and even his spirits were getting better.

He climbed over the wall and climbed into the window in the middle of the night, but he couldn't put it down and secretly came to apply medicine to him. Yan Jingchen suddenly felt good.

"Okay, it's time to see your death curse next."

The sound in the dark made Yan Jingchen frown, and his calm heart became restless again. This death curse was his reverse scale, a magic curse. When he thought about it, he still couldn't help trembling, but fortunately, the bed light was on, so he could still bear it and continue to pretend to be asleep.

The tender fingertips of the onion touched Yan Jingchen's eyebrows, and then pressed them. After a while, Lin Jian took out a fish-sized thing from his pocket and lit the incense burner that had thrown all the bedside.

"It's too difficult to completely remove it." She frowned and murmured: "It's half a month since tonight. It's unknown whether it can be completely removed, but it can save your life."

The spiritual energy is thin and no advanced skills can be used. All she can do is this.

Lin Jian nodded and finally instructed: "When I see your grandpa, don't mention the car accident that was because of me!"

Yan Jingchen on the bed:…………

Suddenly I felt like I was wrong.

"Good grandson, good dream."

Lin Jian chuckled. When he woke up tomorrow morning, Yan Jingchen would only feel that everything tonight was a dream. He would never think that his aunt had climbed over the wall. Well, very good. She kept her face and the car accident would not be known by Old Man Yan. It was perfect!

Thinking of Lin Jian's happy turn, because he was not used to the long-haired carpet being tripped immediately. When he fell, he pulled the thin quilt and threw it on the man. The thin silk was immediately pulled open, and one hand was pressed on his lower abdomen. Wherever his eyes touched were smooth and material abdominal muscles, vaguely visible mermaid line, and a large lump, bum……

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“…………”

The blue vein cross on Yan Jingchen's forehead was almost unable to suppress it, but Lin Jian calmly touched the material abdominal muscles, stood up slowly, pulled the quilt seriously, and finally glanced at the black dagger that the man was holding on his chest.

Why sleep with a knife?

"No spelling, it's not a magic weapon, it's just an ordinary knife..." Staring at the chest and studying it to the end, Lin Jian frowned and concluded: "Fetish??"

Yan Jingchen:…………

Why did he choose to pretend to be asleep???

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!