Jun Qing raised her eyes and stared at the man in front of her.

At such a close distance, she could only see his eyes.

Di Lin's eyes were not as amber as most East Asian races. His eyes were deeper, which was almost the ink color of the night.

However, it was not pure. At such a distance, she could clearly see the crystal-like textures in his pupils.

Under the light, some tiny stars flashed in the night sky.

Jun Qing once saw a photo of Emperor's mother. He heard from Mr. Emperor before that Emperor's mother has one quarter of mixed blood.

Only Di Lin looks the most like his mother among the four children, and is the only one among the four children with such dark eyes.

"I like your eyes!" Jun Qing raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, and asked with a smile, "Where do you like me?"

"All." Emperor Lin replied.

"No!" Her fingertips slid down her cheeks along her eyebrows. She gently held his side cheek and smiled wickedly, "I can only pick one!"

He still answered simply and concisely: "You!"

"Hate!" Jun chuckled gently, gently stroked the corner of his lips: "When did your mouth learn so sweet?"

Di Lin hugged her arms and tightened a little more: "I'm just telling the truth."

The girl's T-shirt squeezed onto his shirt, and the two breathed in mid-air and blended together, weaving a beautiful scene.

Jun Qing raised his eyes slightly and saw his star-shining eyes approaching her. The man's lips had already been pressed over and covered her.

He was like a victorious general, sweeping away his newly occupied main city.

He was strong and domineering, looking for treasures, and did not miss any side and corner, forcing her to have nowhere to hide, so he had to give up his soldiers obediently.

...

When the knock on the door sounded, her "defeated general" was already half-detached in her armor.

Jun Qing stood up and tidied up his clothes as fast as possible.

"Who...who!"

"It's me!"

Outside the door, Mu Jinbai's voice came in.

Ascend to help Di Lin pull his shirt, Jun Qing took a few deep breaths, rubbed his face and walked over to pull the door open one-third, leaning halfway against the door. She tilted her head and smiled: "Brother, is there anything wrong?"

"Give you some fruit." Mu Jinbai raised the tray in his hand, looked over her shoulder and glanced at the bedroom, "Go to rest as soon as possible."

"Thank you!" Jun chuckled and took the tray, "Then you should rest early, good night!"

She stood at the door without any intention of letting Mu Jinbai in.

Mu Jinbai lowered his eyelashes and nodded slightly.

"late!"

Jun Qing held the fruit plate and smiled back at him. Seeing Mu Jinbai turn around and leave, she closed the door gently and leaned against it and sighed gently.

At this time, Di Lin had already stood up, unbuttoned the cuff links on the cuffs of his shirt, and walked to her.

Jun Qing smiled at him with a bad smile, and she raised her hand and handed the fruit plate over him.

"Do you want to eat fruit?"

fruit?

Di Lin took the fruit plate and put it on the table aside.

He strides in front of her and squeezes her into the door.

As soon as she removed her "armor" and the door was knocked again.

The man's palm muscles that were holding on the door panel were tight, and his tone was already displeased.

"Did he mean it?!"

Jun Qing held his shoulder and adjusted his breathing.

"Brother, is there anything else?"

"Qingqing, I am my dad, have you fallen asleep?"

Outside the door, there was Mu Yichen's voice.

Jun Qing raised his palm with laughter and cry, held Di Lin's shoulder, and gently pushed it.

The man buried between her hair and did not move, pressing his voice to her ear.

"Let him go!"

"Dad!" Jun Qing shrank his neck and avoided his attack, "I... I've finished taking a shower and ready to go to bed. I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something to do?"

"That's fine, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Outside the door, the footsteps were getting farther and then the sound of the door closing.

"We'll go home tomorrow!"

With a whisper, Di Lin bent over and hugged her horizontally, strode back to the side of the bed, and put her on the pillow.

Jun Qing thought it would be a storm, but the result was...

Di Lin suddenly stopped.

Just thinking that someone came again, Jun Qing looked at the direction of the door and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is anyone there? I didn't hear the knock on the door?"

Looking down at her, Di Lin frowned and looked strange.

Jun Qing looked at him in confusion. For some reason, the man in front of him looked a little...

Resentment!

She asked in confusion: "What's wrong?!"

Di Lin reached out and helped her up: "Your relative is here."

"Relative?" Jun Qing raised his eyebrows, "What relative?"

Do she have any relatives in her family? Why haven’t you heard from Brother Dabai?

Di Lin laughed silently: "You are bleeding!"

After two seconds of stunned silence, Jun Qing reacted, got up as fast as possible, and rushed into the bathroom.

Sitting on the toilet, she raised her hand to cover her face.

It's really...

It's a shame!

With a light sound, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Di Lin stepped in.

"You..." She pulled her T-shirt nervously down, frowned and turned her face, "What are you doing when you come in?"

Di Lin didn't say anything, but just raised his right hand and handed her the sanitary napkin in his hand.

Jun Qing took it with a red face and said, "Go out quickly!"

After handling her own affairs, she simply washed and walked out of the bathroom.

I originally thought that Di Lin must have returned to the guest room to rest, but I didn't expect that when I walked out of the bathroom, I could see Di Lin sitting at the end of the bed at a glance.

Seeing her coming out, Di Lin stood up and handed her the painkiller and warm water in his hand: "Take the medicine first!"

Just swallowing the capsule with warm water, Jun Qing looked at him apologetically: "Husband, I'm sorry!"

Di Lin laughed: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She shook her head gently: "Are you sleeping in the guest room or here?"

"I will sleep wherever you are!" Di Lin gently scraped the bridge of her nose, "Help me find a bath towel and a toothbrush!"

Jun Qing helped him find a bath towel and a toothbrush. When Di Lin took a bath, she went to the cloakroom to change into a nightgown.

When she was lying on the pillow, the man also came out of the bathroom, his hair had been blown dry, and he was just wrapped in a bath towel.

Turning off the headlight, he bent down to her side, stretched over her arms, and she naturally leaned over to his chest.

"Tomorrow night, I will invite a few friends to come here to celebrate the establishment of the studio. Are you here too?"

"Can I go?"

"It's Leng Mo and Siyun, and I won't invite outsiders."

A big tree attracts wind.

The studio has just been established, and she doesn't want to be too arrogant to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Artists speak with their works, and companies speak with their performance.

When the company makes some achievements, everyone will naturally recognize her strength.

Hearing the name Leng Mo, Di Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What identity should I use?"

With his palm pressed against his chest, Jun Qing curled the corners of his lips mischievously.
Chapter completed!