Jun Qingjue looked at her helplessly and wrapped her body in a bath towel. His purple eyes dimmed slightly. Is this woman really sleeping so peacefully?
If there were another person tonight, then she...
The man's purple eyes were very deep. Jun Qingjue said nothing, his throat rolled, and he looked away. He no longer looked at the woman in his arms, but carried her and walked out of the bathroom.
Although the steps were very light and there were no big movements, Mu Qingyan still woke up.
With his eyes half-opened, he looked at the beautiful and enchanting face above him. His blue eyes blinked, and he shook his head slightly. His consciousness cleared for a moment: "Brother..."
"Huh? You're awake." Jun Qingjue stopped and looked down at her.
Perhaps the chandelier at the ceiling was too dazzling, and the face of Jun Qingjue that was reflected in it became a little unreal, becoming more and more seductive and sexy, exuding a charming charm.
He was completely a monster, seducing people's souls. Mu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't stop looking at him.
Seeing the look in her eyes, Jun Qingjue raised the corners of her lips in a good mood and said jokingly: "What? Don't you want to sleep?"
Mu Qingyan nodded. The tingling sensation in her head did not disappear. She wanted to reach out and rub her eyebrows, but when she moved her hands, she found that her entire body was wrapped in a bath towel, including her hands.
Mu Qingyan gave up this idea, leaned her head in Jun Qingjue's arms, and narrowed her eyes lazily: "Brother, where are we?"
Although he was sober at the moment, he was still drunk and his head was so dizzy that he could not remember what happened before.
Jun Qingjue carried her to the big bed, put her body on ********* and drew a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, with a drowning tenderness in his purple eyes: "You drank too much, be good, be good.
Take a nap and you’ll be fine when you wake up tomorrow.”
Stretching out her hands from the towel, Mu Qingyan moved her head and felt a soreness.
No wonder, after sleeping in the bathtub for so long, it is inevitable that the neck will be stiff and sore.
Jun Qingjue didn't look at her. He picked up the blanket on the side and covered the woman, covering her body tightly. Then he turned his head and looked at her: "It's late at night now. Go to sleep. I'll take you away tomorrow.
"
Perhaps it was because the man's voice was too gentle, or because the light was too bright. Under the warm light, Mu Qingyan felt that her brain was dizzy, and her originally clear consciousness also slowed down at this moment.
Slowly becoming blurry, his blue eyes looked at Jun Qingjue with confusion, staring at the man in a daze, for a while.
Jun Qingjue allowed her to look at her and slightly curled her lips: "I know I'm very good-looking. If you want to see me, I'll show you as much as you want when you wake up."
He knew how outstanding and charming his face was, but he never cared about it.
But, if she likes to watch it, then he also likes it.
Mu Qingyan tilted her head to one side and leaned on the man's shoulder. Her voice was not as crisp as before, but was hoarse with a bit of softness and charm, teasing others' heartstrings.
The woman just leaned quietly on the man's shoulder and said nothing. Just when Jun Qingjue thought she was about to fall asleep, Mu Qingyan lazily spoke: "Actually, I like my brother very much."
The man's heart tightened, and his heart wavered slightly. He lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms. His blue eyes were still blurred. He was half drunk and half dazed, not sober.