Her beautiful face is not made up, but her beauty is not affected at all. She is even more stunning than when she wears makeup. Her beauty is real, as beautiful as an angel fallen to earth, impeccable.

Hearing the sound, Dongfang Mingyue turned her head and smiled sweetly, "You're back."

"Well, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Qin Wushuang walked forward and sat down next to him. He seemed to have adapted to living together and was no longer so taciturn, but rather quiet and indifferent.

"Waiting for you." Dongfang Mingyue handed over the potato chips.

Qin Wushuang shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to eat it, and then a tender white hand grabbed a piece and put it to his mouth.

Qin Wushuang opened his mouth and stuffed the potato chips into it.

"It's getting late. Go to bed early. Women should try not to stay up late."

"Wushuang, I'm so tired today." Dongfang Mingyue tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, being very intimate with him.

"What's going on?"

"Work. Do you think it's easy to manage such a large group?"

"That's right." Qin Wushuang agreed.

"Can I lean on you for a moment?"

"Whatever." Dongfang Mingyue felt particularly at ease when she smelled the masculine scent on Qin Wushuang. She was quite energetic just now, but as soon as she leaned against him, she became drowsy and closed her eyes.

Perhaps it was the trust and dependence from the bottom of her heart that made her mind relax, and within five minutes she began to snore slightly.

Qin Wushuang sat like this for more than half an hour before he carefully picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

The thin and loose pajamas could not block the view at all. Some things I had clearly seen before were still thrilling to see again.