Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1797 His Eyes Seem to Be Staring at some Kind of Prey

He Xin was completely dazed, lying on the quilt, unable to recover.

Until she felt the tightening force around her neck, her eyes filled with horror, and her heart raised, "Brother Long Yin, it's me!"

The bed curtains were drooping, and the light inside the couch was a bit dim. Long Yin didn't see clearly that it was He Xin at first, but when he heard her voice, he was startled, and immediately let go, and the murderous intent in his eyes faded away without a trace. .

"Xinxin?" He looked at the girl who was thrown on the quilt by him in surprise.

The strength in the strength disappeared, and He Xin's whole body suddenly weakened, lying there, unable to recover for a long time.

Just now she felt that elder brother Long Yin was really intent on killing.

He should have regarded her as an assassin.

Thinking of the approaching death at that moment just now, she was still in shock, her heart was still beating like a drum, and her chest was still heaving.

Long Yin's eyes fell on her, and it was hard not to notice her strangeness.

His eyes paused for a moment before falling back to her face.

The light in the bed was relatively dark, so he couldn't see the expression on her face clearly at this time, but he could still feel that she was quite frightened.

"It scared you, it's my fault." He said apologetically, reached out to support her back, helped her up, and let her lean in his arms.

He Xin didn't notice this at all, because her thoughts were still stuck at the dangerous moment just now.

She had no doubt that if she hadn't spoken out in time, Brother Long Yin would have broken her neck.

Thinking about it, she said with some fear: "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have listened to Qi Heng's words, and came into the house to bring you food."

Hearing this, Long Yin gently patted her back, "It's my fault, because I slept relatively deeply today, and when I heard the movement, I thought it was an assassin."

"Why are you so alert even when you're sleeping?" He Xin turned to look at him, but didn't expect him to be so close to her.

As soon as she turned her head, she met his dark eyes.

And the distance between the two is a little ambiguous.

She could even clearly feel his warm chest.

What was even worse was that her soft waist was rubbing against his.

Her slender eyelashes blinked, and then, her face flushed, she hurriedly backed away.

However, Long Yin was faster.

He had already supported the back of her head with one hand, and with the other he grasped her hands that were trying to resist.

Before He Xin could react, her lips were wrapped in warmth.

When she realized what he was doing, her beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and she even forgot to push him away.

She didn't wake up until she lay on the quilt again. Looking at the man on her body, she suddenly opened her lips and bit him.

In the dark bed, she heard him snort, and just about to take the opportunity to push him away, but he suppressed her motionless, staring at her closely with his dark and deep eyes.

Those eyes seemed to be staring at some kind of prey.

This realization made He Xin feel a little uncomfortable, she suddenly stretched out her hand, wanting to hit him.

But when he raised his hand, he couldn't hit it.

In the end, she could only sulk with herself, and looked away angrily.

Long Yin naturally saw that she wanted to hit him, but finally gave up for unknown reasons.

He paused, grabbed her hand, and put it on his face, "If you want to hit, hit it."

He Xin looked back at him with complicated eyes, and said honestly, "I can't do it."

"Aren't you reluctant?" Hearing this, a smile flashed in Long Yin's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her nose.

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