Chapter 751： Taboo love for girls (3)

A horror of fear rushed into her mind, and countless goosebumps exploded from her back and arms instantly, feeling like she was being stared at by a rattlesnake. .

Looking at her own children with a smile, Qing Yunxiao's eyes naturally fell on the hands they were holding.

Being watched by Qing Yunxiao's eyes, Xia Qiu could feel that Qing Chen held her hand and trembled, and then released her hand.

"Xiao Ya is tired, I'll let Yunyu prepare something for you, first come to the living room to rest."

Qing Yunxiao walked over and rubbed Xia Qiu's head pettingly. Naturally, she took her hand intimately, and then took her to the living room.

Xia Qiu looked at Qing Chen next to him. The boy bowed his head and still looked good on the side, but his eyes fell on an unknown distance. Even though Qing Yunxiao was left out all the way, he had a lot of heart.

"Okay, Dad." Xia Qiu nodded.

Qing Yunxiao's hand was very large and warm. Holding her hand was equivalent to completely wrapping her hand in her palm.

This kind of love clearly belonged to his father, but Xia Qiu felt inexplicably depressed and creepy.

However, all this looks very normal again.

In the living room, the silent Qing Chen and the gentle and loving Qing Yunxiao used the meal. Xia Qiu and Qing Chen and Qing Yunxiao said, and went directly to their own room on the second floor.

Bai Jing's slender arm still had tiny goosebumps, walked to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and Xia Qiu looked back. Qing Chen, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, was opposite Opposite Qing Yunxiao, stiff like a wooden man.

Qing Yunxiao turned his back on her, and could not see his face clearly, but the straight and generous back, Xia Qiu felt a shock.

Going back to Qing Ya's room calmly, the 16-year-old girl, although the room is not all pink, but the soft orange vertical stripes make the room look warm and warm.

Transparent windows, clean tables, and corners of bookshelves full of books.

Although she seems to be so spoiled by her father and brother, Qing Ya is still a very self-disciplined little girl.

Xia Qiu sat at the desk and turned over a few things that were placed at his hands.

The physical notes of the second grade of senior high school are beautifully written and neatly arranged.

Sitting there, Xia Qiu tried to slowly recall the memories belonging to Qing Ya, but a corner of the fog was covering the truth, but the sad and desperate emotion made Xia Qiu feel so clear.

Xia Qiu's keen senses suddenly shuddered, a feeling of being spied from a corner of the room.

Pretending to be unintentional, she walked to the corner where her big bed was reflected, fiddled with the curtains, and a small probe was hidden in the wall.

Pinhole!

Looking back, Xia Qiu returned to his bed.

Oh my **** From the direction of the pinhole, Qingya's every move was completely exposed under the pinhole.

And this pinhole has been looking for some years, almost the same color as the wall, that is to say, Qing Ya's daily life has been exposed to others' prying eyes.

My heart was jumping, Xia Qiu pretended to go back naturally, and walked slowly in the room.

The closet that occupies the entire wall is half full of cute dresses of various styles, and the other half is Qing Ya's daily dress.

He fiddled with the clothes, and from the gap, Xia Qiu made a new discovery. A tiny pinhole was installed in an inconspicuous corner of the closet.

Then, not only after the wardrobe and curtains, she simply moved around in this warm and lovely room. The pinholes found by Xia Qiu were not less than six or seven, and she was spying on her living without any dead ends.