Chapter 751 Forbidden Love for Girls (3)

A surge of fear rushed into her mind, and countless goosebumps exploded from her back and arms instantly, feeling as if she was being targeted by a rattlesnake.

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

Stared at by Qing Yunxiao's eyes, Xia Qiu could feel Qing Chen trembling in her hand, and then let go of her hand.

"Xiaoya is tired. I'll ask Mrs. Yun to prepare some food for you. Let's rest in the living room first."

Qing Yunxiao came over and rubbed Xia Qiu's head dotingly, took her hand naturally and affectionately, and led her into the living room.

Xia Qiu looked at Qing Chen beside him, the young man lowered his head, his profile was still good-looking, but his eyes fell on an unknown distance, even if he was left out by Qing Yunxiao the whole time, he himself was preoccupied.

"Okay, Dad." Xia Qiu nodded.

Qing Yunxiao's hand was big and warm, holding her hand was like completely wrapping her hand in his own.

This kind of love, which clearly belonged to his father, made Xia Qiu inexplicably oppressed and horrified.

However, all this seems to be very normal.

In the living room, the silent Qing Chen and the gentle and loving Qing Yunxiao, after eating, Xia Qiu said hello to Qing Chen and Qing Yunxiao, and went straight to her room on the second floor.

There were still tiny goosebumps on her white and slender arms. When she walked to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Xia Qiu looked back again. On the sofa in the living room, Qing Chen was sitting upright opposite Qing Yunxiao, her body as stiff as a wooden man.

And Qing Yunxiao's back was facing her, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but the tall and generous back made Xia Qiu feel terrified.

Back to Qingya's room calmly, a 16-year-old girl, although the room is not all pink, but the elegant and soft orange vertical stripes make the whole room look warm and warm.

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

It seems that although she is so pampered by her father and elder brother, Qing Ya is still a very reserved and self-disciplined little girl.

Xia Qiu sat at the desk and flipped through a few things that were placed at hand.

The physics notes of the second grade of high school are beautifully handwritten and neatly arranged.

Sitting there, Xia Qiu tried to recall Qingya's memories slowly, but a corner of fog covered the truth, and Xia Qiu felt the sadness and despair so clearly.

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

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

Pinhole!

Looking back, Xia Qiu returned to his bedside.

God! Seen from the direction of the pinhole, Qing Ya's every move is completely exposed under the pinhole.

And the pinhole looks old, almost the same color as the wall, which means that Qingya's daily life in the past ten years has been exposed to the prying eyes of others.

Heart beating non-stop, Xia Qiu pretended to go back naturally, and walked slowly in the room.

In the closet that occupies the entire wall, half of it is full of cute dresses of various styles, and the other half is Qingya's daily wear.

After fiddling with the clothes, Xia Qiu made a new discovery from the gap, a tiny pinhole, which was installed in an inconspicuous corner of the wardrobe.

Then, not just behind the closet and curtains, but simply wandering around in this warm and lovely room, Xia Qiu found no less than six or seven pinholes, spying on her daily life in all directions without blind spots.