in just a few seconds, she felt the sofa beside her collapse slightly, and she frowned slightly.
which stupid child was it again ...
when she turned her head, she saw him tugging at his tie.
the distance between the two of them was only two fists. the darkness wrapped around him, making his edges and corners look cold and hard. he had short hair, a deep side profile, and a straight nose. he raised his hand to unbutton a button on his collar.
he looked a lot like fu chen, but compared to his abstinent and reserved self, he was more unruly.
at this moment, the screen in front of him switched, and the bright white light highlighted his facial features. he tilted his head, looking pure and noble, as if he had no dust in his eyes.
jing xingyao only saw him open his mouth and say something to him, but he didn't hear it. he could only frown. " huh? " he made a sound.
fu qinyuan smiled and moved two inches closer to her. " when did you come back? "
"in the morning."
