He knew the doubts in Qi Yao's heart, so he said: "Didn't I find a lot of writing under the coffin lid when I came out last time? I decrypted it during this time."

After saying that, Lin Feng ran to the bathroom, took a shower, and put on the clean clothes left by Qi Yao.

Then he sat on the sofa, hugging Qi Yao and talking.

"What if... what if there isn't that kind of blood... wow!"

Qi Yao cried again.

"Okay, okay! Don't cry, am I okay?"

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

When Qi Yao cried, she was just like Song Jiaren now.

But Song Jiaren is only seven and a half years old this year.

"In the future...if you encounter...something like this in the future, please leave me alone."

After Qi Yao stopped crying, she was still twitching.

Lin Feng smiled and said: "I know I have this ability..."

Before she finished speaking, Qi Yao frowned, "You lied!"

"No!"

"You are!"

Lin Feng suddenly lowered his head and stopped her from talking anymore.

'Woooo...'

Suddenly, the phone rang.

It was Qi Yao's mother Shu Xiaohui calling.

"Yao Yao, your contract will expire at the end of the month! Go home early for the New Year..."

Shu Xiaohui said a lot.

Qi Yao had returned to her usual cold demeanor at this time.

Just um, um, um.

After hanging up the phone.

"Yao Yao..." Lin Feng said softly.

"Um?"

"I think……"

"don't want!"
Chapter completed!