The uneasy special assistant Lu waited anxiously for Gong Jue’s next decision.
At this moment, Gong Jue, who had hung up the phone, did not look relaxed either.
It was almost dawn, and the sky was already turning white. The deep sea in the distance was turbulent and silent. It was completely different from the fresh and Pleasant Sea of romance during the day.
The cold wind blew past the man’s body, but the man did not move at all. He stood straight and looked at the distant sea.
For a long, long time..
Only when his eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of white frost did he push open the glass door of the balcony and return to his bedroom.
Gu Qiqi was still sleeping soundly on the king’s bed in the bedroom.
She was obviously exhausted last night. At this moment, she was curled up like a weak cat, sleeping soundly and extremely cute.
Gong Jue lay down beside her and gently lifted her long hair.
