The hand on the steering wheel moved slightly. He looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and his eyes couldn't help but soften.
After the car stopped, he got out of the car and deliberately relaxed his movements.
He walked to the passenger seat and opened the car door. He gently saw Qian Qianqian hugging him out of the car.
"Don't move, let me sleep."
The person in his arms made a cat-like sound of protest, and his little face showed a moment of dissatisfaction at being disturbed.
A gentle smile appeared at the corner of Shi Jing's mouth, almost melting Qian into it under the moonlight.
"Be good, go back to your room and sleep well."
He leaned down close to her ear and spoke with a touch of endearment.
He gently carried her upstairs and gently opened the door. He put Qian Qianqian on the bed. Looking at her face that was still red from alcohol, he frowned and turned around to go.
Walking to the bathroom, as soon as he lifted his feet, Qian Qianqian's helpless begging sound came from the bed.
"Shi Jing, let me go back. I don't want to live in your house. Let me go back... Let me go back..."
Shi Jing's footsteps paused, and his back stiffened for a moment. He turned around and saw Qian Qianqian turning over on the bed, his eyes still closed, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, with a whisper.
"Shi Jing, it's hard for me. It's really hard for me to live in your house. I have to face you every day. I can't stand it anymore. I don't want to go back to your house..."
Every word she murmured fell clearly into Shi Jing's ears, making him feel more and more uncomfortable.
"Qian Qianqian..."
He spoke in a hoarse voice and slowly sat down next to her, "Are you really so eager to leave?"
She said it was hard for her, but facing him, was it hard for her?
It turns out that the only thing he can give her is to make her work hard?
Seeing Qian Qianqian's struggling sleeping face, he suddenly smiled bitterly, "Qian Qianqian, did I really make you work so hard?"
He leaned down and moved a little closer to her passionately, with her delicate skin so close. He looked at her and couldn't help but touch her slightly hot cheek with his hand. His voice was much hoarse than before -
"You think it's hard to face me, don't you?"
He smiled, but there was a trace of unconscious moisture in his eyes, "But I'm used to you, and I can't get rid of this habit. Do you understand?"
His eyes were filled with helpless tenderness, "Do you know that it's also very hard to quit a habit you don't want to quit?"
He didn't know why he said these words to Qian Qianqian at this time.
Perhaps, only without her knowledge, he dared to say such words and admit something that he never wanted to admit.
Qian Qianqian, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, didn't know if she heard his confession. An indescribable emotion flashed across her face that was originally struggling, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned at this time.
Shi Jing looked at her, seeing her frowning and working so hard, and there was a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes that he had never seen before.
In the mirror, he also has a day when he laughs at himself.
Looking at Qian Qianqian who was sleeping with a bit of pity, he lowered his voice and said, "If leaving me will make you no longer feel hard, I will let you leave tomorrow..."
He didn't say anything else, and then left Qian Qianqian, turned around, opened the door of the room decisively and walked out.