Just looking at her, I felt drawn to her.

Liao Donghai, who had initially been criticizing He Qingyou's cotton pajamas, was now speechless.

He remained silent, his eyes fixed intently on He Qingyou's body.

When He Qingyou walked up to him, he suddenly swallowed hard.

"Qingyou, I..."

He Qingyou walked up to him, and she exuded a fragrance that lingered in Liao Donghai's nostrils, causing his body to tremble involuntarily.

Gosh! !

He had no idea that the woman who bore his children was so alluring and seductive; he was mesmerized by her.

"what--"

Before Liao Donghai could do anything, she knocked him unconscious with a single palm strike.

He Qingyou gave him a disgusted look, then glanced at the cotton pajamas he was holding in his hand.

She reached out, picked it up, and threw it at Liao Donghai's face.

Then she took out a nightgown from the wardrobe, put it on, and then sat on the bed to begin her cultivation.

Early the next morning, He Qingyou dressed herself, went downstairs, and sat down to eat breakfast.

Liao Donghai then stormed in, seething with anger.

“He Qingyou…”

He pointed his finger at her, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Why did you call me? Weren't you supposed to come to the company with me today? Then hurry up and eat, and then come with me!"

He Qingyou merely glanced at her indifferently before lowering her head to continue eating her breakfast.

Seeing He Qingyou's fearless demeanor, Liao Donghai felt embarrassed to say those things in front of his parents, so he could only sit down and eat in a huff.

"Dad...time..."

Shuai Shuai took a steamed bun and handed it to Liao Donghai.

Liao Donghai's expression was initially quite gloomy, but now, when facing Shuai Shuai, he smiled again.

"My son is so good!"

Liao Donghai ate the steamed bun in Shuai Shuai's hand and then kissed Shuai Shuai on the cheek.

The handsome man's face was greasy, and he was directly cursing his handsome father.

After finishing breakfast, Liao Donghai went to work with He Qingyou with a smile.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Liao Donghai's expression changed again.

What happened to you last night?

Liao Donghai frowned and asked her.

"What? What's going on? I don't know what you're talking about!"

He Qingyou drove the car and glanced at her coldly.

"When I woke up this morning, how did I find it on the floor?"

Liao Donghai asked again.

"How would I know? Why did you end up sleeping on the floor? What? You're blaming me for this? You're a grown man, and you suddenly started sleeping on the floor. It's not my problem to tell you where you sleep. It's your freedom to sleep wherever you want, and I won't interfere."

He Qingyou finished speaking these words in a righteous and eloquent manner.

Sitting next to her, Liao Donghai was also slightly stunned. Hearing what she said, he didn't know what to say.

It's really unbelievable. How could he not know that he likes to sleep on the floor?

He vaguely remembered watching her come out last night, and he really wanted to do something.

But in the blink of an eye... it seems like I don't remember anything at all.

When I woke up in the morning, it felt like I was lying on a carpet.

I really have no recollection of what happened.

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