...The burning heat in his eyes made her heart even more frightened.

Qin Su flashed his eyes, subconsciously trying to avoid his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Shi Muyang suddenly reached out and gently tapped on her delicate and sensitive thin eyelids that were stunned by him, as if this action had been done countless times between them, naturally and casually, but indescribable intimacy.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?" His lips curled up, and a stark smile appeared in his eyes.

Qin Su was so nervous that he lowered his head suddenly, almost smashing his face into the soup bowl!

His eyelids, which had just been lightly lit, seemed to have sparks burned, and the wind blew, ignited to his heart.

Why ask her...is she satisfied or not!

Suddenly my head was a little messy and I was so hustle...

...

After a while—

"Qin Su." Hearing someone called her name, Qin Su subconsciously looked up and turned around. Shi Muyang looked at her with his eyebrows and eyes, very serious.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Qin Su was stunned and unconsciously pinched the spoon in her hand. In such a tender and gentle look, she nodded almost reflexively, as if her soul had been hooked away. A vague voice overflowed from the corner of her biting mouth, and a word was answered.

"……Um……"

Then, she saw him laughing, and her sword-like thick eyebrows suddenly raised high, just like a little boy in kindergarten who was praised by the teacher. She smiled with great excitement and spirit.

"That's good." Shi Muyang grinned and suddenly said without a head or end.

Qin Su, “…???”

OK, what's good...

...

Nothing happened that scared Qin Su. However, Shi Muyang seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, which had never faded.

Qin Su simply cleaned up the aftermath in the kitchen, only two bowls and one pot, so it didn't take time to clean it.

Qin Su stood in front of the dishwasher, and the rushing water flowed out of the faucet, his hands were covered with bubbles of dishwashing liquid.

She drained the clean soup bowl, pretended to be unintentional and glanced at the living room with her light. After eating dumpling dinner, a movie king who had changed his position and sat on the sofa to watch TV, which was so comfortable.

Qin Su couldn't help but pout and silently complained that this was Shi Muyang's first time to come to her small apartment, but why did he feel like he had been here many times? He didn't feel any restraint as a guest.

On the contrary, she, the master who should be justified, was nervous from beginning to end, and she wished she could hold her heart in her throat, and she was almost in trouble...

Qin Su, you two have turned their characters upside down!!!

(￢_￢)

...

After a while, the kitchen was cleaned up.

Qin Su walked over, looked up at the clock on the TV wall, and glared at him. It was almost ten o'clock, so fast.

"Shi--" She was about to ask him how he would go back later, but when she lowered her head, the sound that had already reached her mouth stopped abruptly.

In the warm-toned light, the man leaned on the back of the sofa with his head slightly tilted, his eyes closed, and a pair of long and dense eyelashes drooped gently, casting a small dark shadow under the already covered eyelids. His breathing was evenly done under the tip of his nose. Because of the cold, it sounded a bit heavy and seemed a little less breathable.

Qin Su was stunned, Shi Muyang...he fell asleep!
Chapter completed!