you are my white moonlight

While she was asleep at night, and afraid of being disturbed, she held a flashlight in the narrow bathroom, and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot.

"The company is your dream." Jian Youqing brushed his face with her hand, was caught by Shao Tingchen, and put it on her lips, "You can't give up your original life just because we are together, what have I become like this, really Is it a scourge?"

She joked, but Shao Tingchen was a little displeased, frowning like a child not getting his favorite toy, "I don't allow you to describe yourself like that."

"So you want you to work hard. While taking care of me, you can't let go of work, you know?" Jian Youqing held his face.

The wrinkles between Shao Tingchen's brows deepened. He suddenly understood that those ancient emperors, with beautiful women in their arms, let alone court, just didn't want to blink again, for fear of missing any of her expressions.

"Promise me." Jian Youqing raised her eyebrows, "If you insist on losing your temper like this, then I will wonder if you owe repairs."

"..."

"After eating, go to the study to process the materials first, not much, just an hour, and then come back to accompany me, OK?"

Shao Tingchen looked unwilling.

Jian Youqing also turned her face down, "If you disagree, then I will be scolded by others..."

"Who dares to scold you?!" Shao Tingchen exploded in an instant, "I'll let them say it and admit it!"

Jian Youqing put her fingers between his lips. Shao Tingchen's chest heaved violently like an atomic bomb that could explode at any time. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly on the lips, soothingly said: "Of course no one will admit it, but I want them to see that you and When I'm together, it will become better, instead of me dragging you and him down."

Shao Tingchen had thousands of words to say, and they all turned into nothingness when he reached his mouth. No matter how he blocked the mouths of many people, the thoughts of several people were uncontrollable, and some people would always have prejudice against Jian Youqing because of this.

Shao Tingchen's silence was a compromise, Jian Youqing raised a faint smile on his lips, raised his hand and touched his head, Shao Tingchen stuck to him like an octopus.

"Oh, what are you doing Shao Tingchen..."

Jian Youqing was pushed against the wall by him, and he buried his face in her neck, breathing heavily, "I really lost to you..."

Jian Youqing smiled, "I actually won the famous Shao Tingchen."

Shao Tingchen raised his head slowly, his thin lips were only slightly away from her, and he stroked her face with his big palm. She blinked, and her gaze was facing him, "No matter how beautiful I am outside, I will always be your servant .”

He bent down, his lips pressed against hers, lingering and plundering...

Suddenly, Jian Youqing flew into the air, her long legs wrapped around Shao Tingchen's waist, and her clothes were scattered all over the floor...

It has been an hour and a half since I came to the dinner table.

Jian Youqing was stared at the whole time, and she felt a little embarrassed. After eating with torment, she pushed him to the study room, but was pressed against the desk by him and his lips were swollen.

Finally, Jian Youqing threatened, "Continue, you will sleep on the sofa tonight."

Shao Tingchen: "..."

When she finally returned to her room, Jian Youqing locked the door, searched through the closet, and found blank paper and brushes from the bottom.

The hand is completely out of control, and when the movement stops, the picture is not clear.

Jian Youqing stared at it for a long time, fearing that Shao Tingchen would rush in suddenly, and she got into the bathroom, there must be something wrong with her.And the terrible intuition told her that everything has something to do with the masked man, about ten years ago, the fire, the death of her parents...

Each seemingly trivial condition made her feel that it was evidence.