The moment Qian Qianqian's eyes narrowed, they passed by Shi Jing's.
Shi Jing lowered his eyebrows and saw the man in his arms with his eyes lowered and the cat in his arms, his gently moving eyelashes blinking as if he was distracted.
"Qianqian?"
He called out softly, which also brought Qian Qianqian out of her sadness, and her eyes suddenly turned to him.
"Does the wine still make you feel a little uncomfortable?"
His hand naturally moved toward her forehead. Qian Qianqian instinctively wanted to avoid it, but the selfish greed in her heart for such tenderness kept her from avoiding it.
The broad palm covering her cold forehead still made her feel a little satisfied.
"Qianqian?"
Seeing that Qian Qianqian didn't respond, Shi Jing said again, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, just tell me and don't bear it."
"Oh, I...I'm fine."
She shook her head at Shi Jing and couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. From the moment she realized that she fell in love with Shi Jing, she felt that she had become sentimental and insecure.
Every time Shi Jing's tenderness makes her feel scared and at a loss, she doesn't know what kind of thoughts and attitudes she should use to face this tenderness that makes her feel unreal.
Finally, she withdrew a little from Shi Jing's arms and said, "I drank too much. I'm going to wash my face first."
She found a reason for herself and wanted to use this short moment to clarify her thoughts tonight.
She had to sort out the conversations with her seniors and the words in her dreams that she never dared to say in front of the mirror.
Without waiting for Shi Jing to speak, she hurriedly ran out of bed, rushed to the bathroom, and quickly closed the bathroom door.
The faucet was turned on to the maximum, and she stretched out her hand to splash water on her face, so that her brain could fully wake up.
She raised her head and saw that even she didn't recognize herself in the mirror. There was still some jealousy towards other women in her eyes.
Because those outstanding women can always have legitimate reasons to stand proudly beside Shi Jing and express their love, but she can't.
Senior, it’s really uncomfortable to feel like someone but don’t dare to say it. It’s very uncomfortable.
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She remembered what she said to Yan Junhang at the dinner, and she twitched the corners of her mouth a few times with a wry smile.
"It's really uncomfortable..."
She sighed and said to herself in the mirror.
Qianqian, since you like him, go up and tell him, tell him you like him.
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She remembered what Yan Junhang said again, and it was so firm that even she found it funny.
However, on second thought, no matter how ridiculous it is, it is better than holding it in and torturing yourself, right?
Perhaps, the senior is right, there is no loss for oneself by speaking out such things that are kept in the heart, right?
No matter how bad the result was, it would just be ridiculed by Shi Jing. It was not like she had never encountered this kind of thing before.
Hasn't her heart been trained to be quite strong by Master Shi a long time ago?
Thinking like this, her mood suddenly became brighter and she took a deep breath in front of the mirror.
She picked up the towel above that had belonged to her before and had not been put away by the servants when she left, and wiped her face. After feeling refreshed, she opened the bathroom door and walked out.