Jun Qing couldn't help squinting at her, and asked with a wicked smile: "What are you looking at?"
"I've been seeing you for a few days. Brother, you seem to be a little different."
"Huh?" What's the difference?
Looking at the man's slightly confused purple eyes, Mu Qingyan couldn't help but smile lowly, and stuck out her tongue at Jun Qingjue: "He has become more handsome, I didn't notice it before."
Maybe it's because we've been together for so long that we naturally ignored this.
No matter who the member of the Jun family is, their appearance is extremely outstanding.
Jun Qingjue's hair is not purple, only Jun Moye has purple hair that is evil and charming. But even if Jun Qingjue's hair is ink, it still can't cover the innate aura on his body.
Elegance and nobility, as well as that charming atmosphere.
If she were not his sister, she might also be fascinated by such a man.
With this thought in his mind, his pupils froze slightly, feeling amused by this thought in his mind.
He turned his head and glanced at the man next to him, then turned his head again and fell silent.
In this closed elevator room, she was the only one inside. She didn't realize it just now, but at this moment, a strange emotion was slowly rising in her heart. It was complicated and difficult to understand, and even she couldn't see it clearly.
While the two were talking, the elevator had reached the seventh floor. The elevator door slowly opened and the two of them walked out. They glanced at the corridor and their eyes stopped at the house number 707.
Listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Mu Qingyan yawned out of boredom, with a trace of tiredness in her blue eyes.
He glanced at the spacious room, and his eyes stayed on the big ********* in front of him, his lips slightly curled up.
Lying on this soft big bed, Mu Qingyan, who was already a little tired, was even more sleepy at this moment. In addition, she couldn't sleep well in the past few nights, so she was slowly sleeping at this moment.
Fell asleep.
Jun Qingjue came out of the bathroom and saw such a beautiful scene.
The woman's eyebrows are picturesque, lying quietly on the big bed, her long and curled eyelashes are as charming as two small brushes. Her skin is as crystal clear as snow, her breathing is shallow, and she carries a light fragrance without any perfume.
The smell is very pure. The woman is sleeping peacefully, just like a beautiful woman sleeping peacefully.
The woman's breathing was shallow but even, she slept peacefully, and she didn't notice that she was being looked at at this moment.
When she was awake, Mu Qingyan was cool and lively, but when she was asleep, Mu Qingyan was like a child. Her sleeping face was really beautiful. Seeing her sleeping so deeply, Jun Qingjue couldn't bear to disturb her.
Wake her up.
The man sat quietly by the bed, staring at the woman's peaceful sleeping face, her sexy thin lips slightly curved, and her purple eyes filled with tenderness and smile.
It had been a long time since he had looked at her like this, nor had he looked at her sleeping face like this.
I vaguely remember that when I first met Mu Qingyan, he was indifferent and unhappy.
I don't like the sudden intrusion of the little girl in the blue dress.
But it was not until later, as we got to know each other during the day, that I was gradually attracted by those dazzling smiles.
He clearly remembers everything that happened between them in the past ten years.
He used to treat love with disdain, and he never thought that one day he would fall into the whirlpool of love, confused and at a loss.
He stared at her quietly, with the corners of his lips raised slightly. Only when facing the woman he likes would he be so different.