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"This isn't my home."

"It's my home."

A soft gray sofa, a fine wool carpet, and a large code diagram hanging on the greyish white wall...

The simple yet stylish living room gave people a monotonous and unclean feeling.

"So, what did you bring me to your house for?" Song Guo let out a breath of relief, looking at Jin Ming Chen seriously.

The latter had already changed into his house clothes. He went into the kitchen with a pair of slippers and poured a glass of juice for Song Guo, placing it in front of her.

"Your home isn't safe."

Since Song Guo didn't want to say it, he didn't plan to force her either.

"Even if it's not safe, you can send me to a hotel, and the squad has a dormitory!"

Song Guo frowned, her eyes were still drowsy from sleep.

"I'm more at ease with you by my side." Jin Ming had a rigid face, and his posture was extremely upright.

"…"

"And I've already sent someone to your house to bring your stuff over. They should be here soon." Jin looked down at his watch, with an unquestionable look that made Song Guo's lips twitch.

"So you're going to raise me in disguise, aren't you?"

Jin Ming was startled, and immediately, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger, and ripples appeared in his black eyes.

"Right."

Hm!

Eh?

Eh?

What is there to be grateful about? Song Guo was a bit mad. Jin Ming Chen didn't even bother to disguise himself anymore. Ever since they met, his appearance of pretending to be stupid slowly disappeared, replacing it was indeed a serious and restrained look of a ghost.

It was undeniable that he was indeed a bit outrageously handsome like this.

However, his actions had become overbearing and impossible to accept.

I don't want to!" Have you asked me my opinion and you've already made your own decisions! " Song Guo's face was cold and her tone was stiff.

"You agreed." Jin took out his cell phone.

"When did I …"

"You're so pretty …" A voice filled with electricity interrupted Song Guo's words. Jin Ming raised the phone in his hand and looked at Song Guo with a smile.

A few seconds later, Song Guo heard the car stop.

"Song Guo?" Song Guo stared at the phone in Jin Ming's hand without blinking, with a look of disbelief and uncertainty.

"Hm." A lazy and soft voice echoed with a shallow breath.

Seemingly amused by Song Guo's reaction, a chuckle came from the phone.

"Can you move in with me?" When Song Guo heard the voice, her ears started to turn red, but at the same time, her eyes also widened slightly. The pupils in her peach blossom eyes didn't seem to be willing to let go of the phone.

"Why?" It was obvious that she was still in a dazed state of mind. Song Guo looked at Jin Ming's face that was holding his phone with a faint smug expression. She really wanted to jump up and use the pillow in her hands to cover his face.

In fact, Song Guo's hand was already tightly gripping the pillow.

"Because I like you."

Song Guo's low and deep voice resonated in the air. She didn't know how to react anymore. There was a moment of silence in the air, and she only heard Song Guo's soft "En".

"Then let's live together."

The pillow in his hand broke away from Song Guo's slender hand and smashed towards Jin Ming Chen with a perfect parabola.

"You're too despicable!"

Dreaming was a physiologic response that Song Guo had been unable to control for more than 20 years. As long as she was too tired, then the chances of Song Guo sleeping too hard would greatly increase.

It was just that he did not expect that he would lose this face in front of Jin Ming Chen!

"Are you angry out of embarrassment?" Seeing the smile in Jin Ming's eyes becoming more and more obvious, Song Guo's teeth were itching from the hatred.

"You can even do something like coaxing me when I'm unconscious. I really don't have a temper anymore!" Song Guo gritted his teeth.

"You've already talked to me, how can you say that you're unconscious?" When Jin bent down to pick up the pillow, the doorbell rang.

"It should be your luggage." Putting the pillow back on the sofa, Jin Ming went to open the door, and Song Guo followed closely behind him. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man in work clothes standing outside with a box in his hand.

"Young Master Jin, the things have already been moved over. May I ask where do you want them to be?"

Jin Ming moved to the side, giving the man a spot.

"Just leave it in the living room." Song Guo's cold voice made her question whether the person who had laughed so shamelessly a moment ago was Jin Ming.

Song Guo didn't have a lot of things, but after being packed, she actually had a dozen or so boxes of the same size. Song Guo stood on the side with her fists clenched as she watched those people carry their things, and after leaving, Song Guo quickly walked in front of Jin Shen.

"You must have brought my family over!" Song Guo pointed at the hill like boxes and said.

"I was afraid that you wouldn't get used to it, so I decided to move here." Jin Ming admitted with a calm face.

Song Guo was speechless, she just hugged her chest and sat back on the sofa, completely ignoring Jin Ming.

"You'll be in danger if you stay at home. I've watched the news today and I've decided not to interfere in this matter. Since I've chosen to expose you, I must be prepared to let you know." Jin Ming walked to the side of the sofa and placed his hands on either side of Song Guo, his black eyes staring intently at the side of Song Guo's face.

Being surrounded like this, Song Guo naturally had nowhere to hide.

"Don't you think you're too overbearing?" Song Guo couldn't help but turn her head and look Jin Ming in the eye. The distance between the two of them was less than 10 centimeters, and an ambiguous atmosphere could be felt between the two of them.

"I don't think so." Jin Ming was confident and confident.

"This is our first time meeting, touching porcelain, pretending to be amnesic, and then kidnapping, these things seem to have been controlled by you all along. You didn't even ask me for my opinion, you are too tyrannical."

There was a hint of displeasure and shyness in her eyes. The tone of the accusation was not convincing at all.

"You don't like it?" Jin Ming's deep black eyes slightly flickered, his long eyelashes lightly trembling.

"..." "If you say you like me, then I'll agree with you. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?" With that said, Song Guo wanted to bite off her tongue.

This arrogant Jin Xuan was sure to agree that he liked Jin Xuan as well. Oh my god …

Indeed.

A trace of doubt flashed in Jin Ming's eyes, before he slowly revealed a knowing smile. The smile expanded without limit, making Song Guo's scalp tingle.

Jin Ming extended his hand to the back of Song Guo's head, gently pressing her down on his shoulder.

The familiar smell coming from the tip of her nose made Song Guo absent-minded for a moment. Following that, she heard the low and sexy voice beside her ear.

"Alright, let's go in circles. As long as you are willing to stay by my side."