Chapter 1173 Little Angel and Psychosis 14

After calming down, Jinchen saw that Hill still felt insecure, perhaps because he was frightened by his words, or perhaps because of other reasons.

The special growing environment seems to have given Hill a very special way to gain a sense of security. Simple coaxing has no effect.

Jinchen hugged the person, a smile suddenly flashed across his dark green pupils, and he thought of a good way to make a joke.

After getting off the car and arriving home, the butler who stood outside the black door to greet him bent down and saluted. He was a little surprised when he saw Lawrence.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lawrence."

"Oh! Yes, long time no see."

Lawrence was contacting people to move all his medical equipment here. He greeted the housekeeper on the phone and sighed, "I have to admit, no matter what time of day, Jinchen here looks like a devil's palace."

He hung up the phone, not worrying that Jinchen would be angry at all, and gestured with his hands to outline the shape of the mansion.

"You understand, buddy, you should keep a few more crows, this place looks...oh, it looks like an urn."

The butler smiled politely and did not dare to answer. The husband was still here. He was afraid that he would become an urn.

But the familiar attitude between the two was still noticed by Hill.

Obviously, this man named Lawrence was not the first time he came to the house.

This undoubtedly aggravated Hill's inner uneasiness, and he was afraid that he would be replaced, even if Lawrence did not have wings.

This made Hill look at Lawrence with confusion and inquiry.

When Lawrence felt his gaze returning, Hill quickly avoided it and followed Jinchen.

The next morning.

As the sun shone brightly, Hill was woken up by Jinchen. Seeing that Jinchen had already left the bedroom, Hill, who had not woken up, was still confused.

After a while, he gradually realized what Jin Chen said and frowned in confusion.

"punish……"

Is it because of what happened yesterday? Why should I be punished so early?

Hill didn't know why, but he was very obedient. He didn't change out of his pajamas as instructed, and went to find Jinchen after washing up.

In the room near the garden outside, Jinchen sat by the grand piano and waited.

Jinchen turned on all the lights for the first time. The room was bright and empty. Except for the piano near the window, there were only white short-pile wool carpets covering the entire floor, a floor-to-ceiling mirror that occupied almost the entire wall in front of the piano, and an easel opposite. .

As soon as Hill was about to go in, he saw a gift bag hanging on the door handle.

So he walked in and saw Jinchen sitting by the piano, with a joyful smile in his eyes.

The bright lights diluted the depression that seemed to linger around Jin Chen's body. The deep eyebrows and eyes full of mixed blood now looked over with a smile, and they did not look so gloomy and scary.

Hill walked briskly towards Jinchen, but was not allowed to hug him.

Jinchen knocked on his head and whispered: "Show me the dress in the gift bag."

Not asking for a kiss, Hill curled his lips and sat casually on the carpet to avoid the long skirt in the bag.

It's very beautiful and seems to have a special fragrance.

Hill held it and smelled it, not noticing the smile in Jinchen's eyes.

"Do you like it?" Jinchen asked him. He seemed to be in a particularly good mood today.

"like."

Hill looked at Jinchen's appreciative eyes and nodded in agreement.

"Change here."

Hill was slightly startled, but it was only last night... so the pajamas were empty.

Finally, I felt a little shy after realizing it. It was too bright here, and there was a mirror opposite. It was different from anywhere else at home.

"Turn off the lights..." he begged softly.

"No."

Jinchen refused very coldly and gently stroked Hill's cheek encouragingly, "Only I can watch."

Hill could only slowly take off his pajamas, and then put on the long dress prepared by Jinchen.

The ice blue skirt bloomed on the ground, and the extremely smooth gauze showed the perfect body curves, and all the places that should be covered were looming.

There is silver thread surrounding the skirt from the bottom of the chest, straight around the thighs and downwards, and is thinner than the tassels.

Hill always felt that the silver thread wrapped around his body was very cold, but when he felt it carefully, it was fleeting.

The back is completely hollow, and only the silver wire is held up, as if it will fall off at any time.

Snow eyelashes trembled slightly, Hill was still a little shy, but when he heard Jin Chen's praise, he felt happy again.

"very nice."

Jinchen's voice became hoarse, and his deep pupils stared at his lover's beautiful face, asking him to turn around and look at himself in the mirror.

Until now, apart from making Hill a little embarrassed, it was not much of a punishment.

Hill turned around, but what he was looking at was not himself, but Jinchen.

The room was very cold. Hill touched his arm, spread his wings and knelt down next to Jinchen. His long hair hung softly behind him, and his skirt fluttered to the ground, like a flower about to bloom.

He lay on Jinchen's lap. When he looked up, his eyes were full of dependence and attachment, and his blue eyes were shining.

Jinchen stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the top of Hill's hair, and the smile on his thin lips became even worse.

He pressed the remote control, and the off-white curtains on the left side of the room slowly opened, revealing a completely transparent floor-to-ceiling window. Outside, there were flowers. You could also see the artificial lake outside the house, and even people working on the lawn and garden. maid.

Hill didn't know it was privacy glass and could only see outside from the inside.

He was frightened and wished he could hide himself in Jinchen's arms.

Jinchen didn't allow it, and Hill couldn't move, his eyes were red, "No..."

The wings slightly covered the body, and the little angel's voice was so pitiful and obedient that even the rejection sounded like coquettishness.

"I won't show it to... others, but I'll show it to you."

"I want to draw this scene, so..."

Jinchen controlled the wheelchair and made Hill sit in front of the piano. He touched his lips with his thumb and fiddled with it for a while before continuing to speak.

"Sit here obediently. It doesn't matter if you can't play."

Hill's lips were filled with tears, and he grabbed Jinchen's arm with nostalgia, but could not keep him, so he could only sit alone in front of the piano.

Jinchen went to the easel across the room. From the mirror, he could see Hill's somewhat confused expression.

"Relax," he warned.

Hill looked at Jinchen through the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and even though he was shy, he was still obedient.

Perhaps because of Jinchen's continuous encouragement, Hill gradually relaxed, as if there was only one person left in front of him in the whole world.

He didn't know how to play the piano, but he just tapped it a few times from time to time, trying not to look outside.