Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1121
Si Jin was stunned for a moment, the tips of his ears were even redder than before, and he lectured: “What kind of stupid question is that? Why are you still as… frivolous as when you were a kid?”
“Give me the candy.”
As he said that, he raised his hand and snatched the lollipop away.
Lin Yuan’s eyes became brighter——
This tone is becoming more and more like that of his arrogant and strict master who has a cold face but a soft heart.
Sure enough, whether it is Jinjin or Jinjin who has lost his memory, the core of their personalities are the same.
If he can remember what happened in the past of this plane, does that prove that he will soon recover?
Master, please get better soon.
Maybe, we can really meet again?
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Si Jin holding the lollipop in his mouth, his ears red and said seriously.
“Well, after comparing them, A Yuan is still sweeter.”
After flirting, as if afraid that someone would “find fault”, he quickly stood up and said guiltily: “Well… I want to go to the abandoned puppet show in the western suburbs, you accompany me.”
“Okay.” Lin Yuan stood up and gently kissed the boy’s already red ear.
Seeing the person tremble slightly, he felt satisfied and pulled the blushing Jinjin out.
I called the assistant and a black Lincoln drove over.
Si Jin sat in the passenger seat and took a look at the interior of the car: “Not cheap, right?”
“It’s OK.” Lin Yuan turned the steering wheel with one hand and replied casually: “It’s just over one million. It will cost almost two million if I modify it myself.”
Si Jin frowned slightly: “You are so rich, but you still sell your body to be a humanoid puppet. Do you need the 800,000 yuan for selling your body? Or…”
“You give it back to others…”
“What are you thinking about? You’re the only one.” Lin Yuan turned around and tapped Si Jin’s head, which was full of thoughts: “I came here to sell my body just to see you.”
“Otherwise, even if I starve to death, I can’t be a puppet for others.”
The autistic Xiao Jin was upset: “Why…why…”
“Because I only love you.” Lin Yuan patiently explained: “Isn’t that very smart? How come you can’t even think of this?”
“Then…I promise, if you follow me, I will never let you starve to death.”
The two of them joked with each other and soon arrived at an abandoned puppet show in the western suburbs.
This place has been in disrepair for many years, with half of the roof collapsed and spider webs everywhere. A thick layer of dust has accumulated on every object, including the two gold ingots placed on both sides of the stage.
Lin Yuan walked to the side of Jin Yuanbao, took a closer look, and asked in surprise: “Is this true?”
“Yes.” Si Jin nodded: “It’s true. This used to be a puppet show run by Chen Yiwei’s father. They even put real gold ingots here to attract customers.”
“Then why is the gold placed here, but no one comes to steal it?”
“Because this place is haunted.” Si Jin fumbled out a small red box from his windbreaker pocket and took out a pair of rings used exclusively by puppeteers.
He put ten ring-sized rings on his ten fingers and pointed at the curtain behind Lin Yuan.
“Pull it open. There should be dead bodies hidden inside. Those are the fate of those who stole the gold ingots.”
Lin Yuan pulled it open and took a look, and sure enough he saw a dead body with dried blood and dry skin that had been eaten by insects.
Perhaps because all the blood and water in the body had been lost, there was no corpse odor, but it was still very disgusting.
He hurriedly pulled it up and asked worriedly, “Have you seen it?”
Si Jin shook his head: “In the past, Chen Yiwei always brought me here to burn paper for his father to appease his father’s resentment.”
“I didn’t understand it when I was a kid, and it was only when I grew up that I overheard the conversation between Chen Yiwei and his mother.”
Si Jin said: “It was Chen Yiwei’s mother and Chen Yiwei who killed his father.”
