His lips were too close.

"Ms. Ning, where are you going so quickly? Mr. Sheng..."

Mary asked when she saw her suddenly leave in a hurry.

Unfortunately, Ning Qian was still thinking about Wei Yingying, and she walked so fast that she didn't hear Mary calling her from behind.

The elevator went up to the fifth floor in a flash.

Ning Qian suddenly didn't know whether to go to the study or his bedroom to find him?

Since Sheng Yuanhan spends most of his time in the study every day, he should go there first.

Ning Qian first walked towards the study, but when she passed Sheng Yuanhan's bedroom halfway, she heard a rustling sound.

She looked at the simple gray door and suddenly wanted to go in and find out what was inside.

I wonder what the bedroom of Sheng Yuanhan, such a quiet and noble man, looks like?

Maybe the interior is decorated in a serious and old-fashioned style, or maybe it is decorated in a sunny and youthful style, filled with exquisite works of art.

No matter what the interior layout was, she found it very interesting.

Ning Qian adjusted her hair and knocked on the door three times.

After a while, no one came to open the door. Ning Qian suspected that the sound was just hallucination.

What a pity, we missed an opportunity to explore his private life.

Ning Qian's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she prepared to go to the study to find him.

“Click.”

At this time, the door opened, revealing Sheng Yuanhan's fair, three-dimensional handsome face.

He was wiping his wet hair with a towel. Water was dripping from the ends of his hair. The tiny drops of water flowed down his throat, making his collarbone wet.

The loose bathrobe was half exposed, and his strong chest was particularly attractive.

Ning Qian couldn't help swallowing, what a handsome man.

My mind was blank and I almost forgot why I came here.

Sheng Yuanhan raised his eyes and stared at her. Seeing her fascinated look, the corners of his lips curled up and he asked, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

Ning Qian didn't expect him to be so generous, which was exactly what she wanted, so she walked into Sheng Yuanhan's bedroom openly.

She took the opportunity to observe the bedroom. To call it a bedroom is not an accurate description.

Inside is similar to the presidential suite. The decoration in the room is mainly simple, and the colors are all light, even a little cold.

It is equipped with everything you need, including a refrigerator, coffee machine, treadmill, etc., as well as a large balcony with a view filled with sunshine.

From a distance, you can see various flowers and trees planted on the balcony. Looking closer, you can see steaming tea on the coffee table next to it.

All of these reflect the homeowner's daily lifestyle.

Sheng Yuanhan leaned lazily on the sofa and said, "Have you seen enough? Sit down."

Ning Qian thought he felt that she had violated his privacy, so she quickly looked away and praised him, "The style of the room is nice."

【I can’t figure out what’s so good about these items.】

【No attention was paid to me at all.】

【People are inferior to things...】

When Ning Qian heard Sheng Yuanhan's self-deprecating voice, her delicate and fair face suddenly flushed, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Indeed, there was only the desire to peek in her eyes just now.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was not right. Was he, an ordinary person, worthy of his attention?

In order to hide her embarrassment, she coughed lightly, twisted her waist, and prepared to sit next to Sheng Yuanhan.

Sheng Yuanhan frowned when he heard the voice and stood up to get her a bottle of water.

As the two of them sat and stood, Ning Qian's delicate forehead happened to hit his strong and powerful arm.

"Ah..." Ning Qian couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Sheng Yuanhan's brows suddenly furrowed, and almost instinctively he reached out his hand and stroked her slightly red forehead. His voice was urgent, filled with concern that was about to overflow, "Does it hurt?"

The touch of the palm gave Ning Qian a strange feeling. Her face suddenly turned red and her whole body felt hot. She leaned back and took the opportunity to avoid it.

Sheng Yuanhan's broad and slender palm suddenly hung in the air, and the blue and purple blood vessels began to jump rapidly.

Ning Qian's breathing was slightly choked, and she raised her little face slightly to quietly look at his expression.

Sheng Yuanhan's delicate face, like a sculpture, was a little dazed at this moment, and his extremely charming amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Ning Qian even intuitively felt his loss.

Was her behavior wrong again? She just wanted to maintain her girlish modesty, so what was wrong with that?

Soon, Sheng Yuanhan bent his fingers slightly, clenched his hands into fists, and then dropped them to his sides, his eyes cold and chilly.

She minds my touch.

[In her heart, I am just a complete stranger, not even as important as a distant relative of hers.]

She's disgusted with me.

These inner voices reached Ning Qian's ears, making her dizzy.

This is a big misunderstanding.

Ning Qian was thinking about how to explain this to him.

I'm just not used to having physical contact with others, but that doesn't mean I hate him or despise him.

"What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Sheng Yuanhan's tone was cold, as if wrapped in ice.

He was like two completely different people compared to the one who was taking good care of Ning Qian just a second ago.

"I..." Ning Qian only then remembered the purpose of her visit to Sheng Yuanhan.

Sheng Yuanhan caught a glimpse of her hesitation, his handsome face darkened, and he said coldly: "If you want to take leave to go back and take care of your relatives, just tell us on the phone. There is no need to come here in person."

[This will make me feel self-indulgent and think that you came to see me specifically.]

“…”

This was the first time Ning Qian heard Sheng Yuanhan say so many words at once.

Moreover, his inner thoughts were becoming more and more difficult to understand. His strong resentment made it seem as if she was a scumbag who had cheated on her feelings.

Ning Qian shook her head and said under Sheng Yuanhan's cold gaze, "I did come to see you for something, but it's not about asking for leave."

Sheng Yuanhan's face was cold and he remained unmoved.

"I heard that a maid was fired during the two days I was away?" Ning Qian asked.

Sheng Yuanhan raised his eyes and stared at Ning Qian, the emotion in his eyes was dark and unclear, "Are you trying to plead for her?"

"No." Ning Qian's pretty face was tense as she continued, "Mary said some strange pills were found in her room. Aren't you going to arrange for someone to check these out?"

"What's the reason?" Sheng Yuanhan frowned, his attention focused on her nervous little face.

Is she worried about me?

If not, why do you look so worried and anxious?

Ning Qian bit her lip lightly. Does she need a reason for such obviously wrong behavior?

Why does he always keep arguing about whether I care about him or not?

Could it be?

A bolt of lightning exploded in Ning Qian's mind.

Doesn't he subconsciously think of himself as his real girlfriend?

Most people would have such strange thoughts about their girlfriends.

But would someone as unattainable, cold and aloof as Sheng Yuanhan need a girlfriend who wasn't from a prominent family?

Sheng Yuanhan stood aside, waiting patiently for her answer.

At this time, Ning Qian was already stuck on the question of whether he needed a girlfriend.

After a while, Ning Qian's brows were already twisted into a rope.

[Heh—it's so hard to get even a little bit of concern from her.]

Sheng Yuanhan lowered his cold eyes, hiding most of his disappointment, and took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, the housekeeper reported it to the police when we first found out, and she has been handed over to the police station."

Ning Qian was a little surprised that the situation was handled so promptly. She unconsciously opened her mouth slightly, revealing her pink tongue.

Sheng Yuanhan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were fixed on the fragrance. After a moment, he felt hot all over.

Since the person has been handed over to the police, why do you keep asking her for the reason?

This is clearly making fun of her?

Ning Qian's pretty face darkened, and she unconsciously pouted her red lips, saying in a bad tone, "So that's how it is. It seems I was the one who worried too much."

Sheng Yuanhan stood beside the sofa, looking down at Ning Qian, whose face was filled with gloom.

But he felt that Ning Qian was extremely pretty and charming. Her small face looked extremely delicate in his eyes. Her curled eyelashes fluttered from time to time, and there were even some beads of sweat on the tip of her tall and small nose.

Sheng Yuanhan looked up at the central air conditioning. 25 degrees was just right. The indoor temperature was neither too cold nor too hot, so he shouldn't sweat.

Could it be...

Sheng Yuanhan suddenly had an idea and reached out to touch the ends of his hair that were still dripping with water.

broken--

Ning Qian raised her eyes and looked at Sheng Yuanhan. He was always cold and arrogant, but now there was a hint of embarrassment on his face, and his eyes were filled with his own image.

Too close, Ning Qian meant that Sheng Yuanhan was too close.

Just when she was stunned, Sheng Yuanhan had already come to her and squatted down gently, his hot breath blowing on her face.

She could even see the fine lines on Sheng Yuanhan's lips, which looked as if they were painted with rouge, making people very tempted.

"What's wrong?" Ning Qian said in a trembling voice.

However, Sheng Yuanhan just stared at her quietly and did not do anything that crossed the line.

"Pick up something."

He reached out and picked up the sword model on the ground, dusted it off, and put it back on the shelf.

Ning Qian raised her eyes and glanced, and a sense of déjà vu came over her.

The gilded scabbard was engraved with intricate, repetitive patterns and neatly inlaid with a row of red jade, and a brown braided tassel hung from the handle.

Although the sword is less than 20 centimeters long, it exudes a sharp aura.

This is exactly the same as the sword worn by the emperor in the dream!

This is such a coincidence.

Sheng Yuanhan noticed her surprised look and thought she was curious, so he explained, "This is a sword model specially customized by a craftsman. It's interesting to display it for viewing."

When he dreamed of this sword, he couldn't stop loving it, and later he simply had it replicated one-to-one in reality.

Ning Qian felt a little dizzy. The impact of multiple time and space made it difficult for her to distinguish between illusion and reality.

It’s like the person in front of her, who is clearly a character in a book, but now he is standing right in front of her alive, showing off his eight-pack abs and seducing her all the time?

No, if you look at it again you will fall.

Ning Qian regained her senses in time, pushed Sheng Yuanhan away and was about to walk out.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yuanhan grabbed her arm and pulled her back to the sofa.

The speed was so fast that Ning Qian was caught off guard, and a trace of confusion flashed across her face.

She fell back with a blank mind, and saw the handsome face coming towards her, stunned and speechless.

Sheng Yuanhan's bathrobe was half exposed, and one could even see his strong and powerful arms. His chest had clear lines, and there was a hint of spring in his fair skin. The scent of hormones was overwhelming.

He looks thin when dressed and muscular when undressed. This saying is perfect for him.

The tip of his tall nose moved closer and closer, so close that Ning Qian could already feel his hot breath.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, releasing powerful vitality. At this moment, Ning Qian felt the wildness and arrogance in him.

Ning Qian trembled with her lips, wanting to stop him but unable to make a sound. Her panicked heart was beating rapidly in her chest.

Then Sheng Yuanhan's face turned slightly and she closed her eyes nervously.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yuanhan did not take the next step, but just slightly curled the corners of his lips, revealing an expression that everything was under control.