The next day at noon.

Nan Xiyue gradually woke up. The hangover made her head a little painful, and her whole body was so sore and weak that she had no strength, especially the pain somewhere that made her breathe.

"hiss……"

She slowly opened her eyes...

What caught my eye was Shi Qingjue's chest muscles, not the thick and exaggerated muscles, but the perfect tightness and lines. They looked thin but extremely masculine.

And on the fair skin, there were a few scratches and some bites, which were obviously her handwriting last night.

"Creating evil." Nan Xiyue lowered her eyes and gritted her teeth.

She suddenly recalled what Shi Qinglan said...

"If something really happened to you, you should feel it yourself, such as... does it hurt?"

Nan Xiyue's head suddenly buzzed, and now she realized where the pain was, and she couldn't help but start to wonder - did they really not have anything happened that night?

But even if it didn't exist before, it still exists.

Nan Xiyue was too lazy to think so much. She rubbed her sore waist and sat up, wrapped herself in a quilt to cover her body, bent down and picked up the clothes on the ground, complete, not torn apart.

She tiptoed out of the bed with her clothes in her arms...

I wanted to change my clothes and leave here before Shi Qingjue woke up, but I didn't expect that I suddenly heard a low and cold voice coming from behind, "Where are you going?"

Hearing this, Nan Xiyue's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She immediately grabbed the quilt with her backhand and pulled it over to cover her body tightly. However, Shi Qingjue also felt that her body lit up, and the cover on her body was taken away by the woman.

Nan Xiyue blocked herself and turned around, "I...ah!"

She immediately covered her eyes and turned her back to him, her cheeks flushed, "You, you... you are a hooligan!"

Shi Qingjue picked up his clothes with a gloomy expression.

He quickly put it on and said coldly, "Miss Nan, you pulled the quilt away. I haven't accused you of being a hooligan."

"I..." Nan Xiyue was speechless for a moment.

She gently bit her lower lip, and from behind her, she could vaguely see the tips of her ears glowing red like blood. It was not the appearance of the domineering lady who had to sleep with him last night.

Nan Xiyue stuttered, "Did you...have you dressed?"

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue responded coldly. He had already put on his pants, his white shirt was covered with his body, and the buttons were not tied.

Only then did Nan Xiyue turn around and look at him tentatively.

Seeing the man's perfect abdominal muscles, he raised his jaw slightly, his fingers with distinct joints fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, and soon covered the scenery.

"Last night we..."

"Last night we..."

The two of them spoke in unison, but they stopped abruptly at the same time.

Nan Xiyue's sharp ears had not faded yet. She lowered her eyes in a little annoyed, "Last night was just an accident! Besides... it was what I asked, and I won't let you take responsibility."

Shi Qingjue looked at the woman with a somewhat complicated expression.

He walked steadily to Nan Xiyue, reached out to pinch her jaw, and raised her face - charming and exquisite, as charming as a fairy, and beautiful.

"I, Shi Qingjue, never take advantage of others' dangers, nor do I do irresponsible." Shi Qingjue looked down at the woman.

His ink pupils are very dark, and there is a bit of coldness in the depth of life, "So I will be responsible for you."

"Ah?" Nan Xiyue looked up at the man in surprise.

This is different from the image of a scumbag in her mind. She refused to admit it after sleeping before, and even pestered her to make it clear for him. Why did she say so neatly and neatly about the responsibility today?

Shi Qingjue seemed to have guessed what Nan Xiyue was thinking.

He glanced at him faintly, "That night, you vomited all of us, so I would tear off your clothes, so my suit also appeared in the sink."

This is not the first time Nan Xiyue has heard his explanation.

However, before, she always thought that this scumbag didn't want to be responsible for her and made excuses for herself, but now she thinks... it's possible that it's really just that.

"I understand." Nan Xiyue responded uneasyly.

She gently tilted her red lips, "But, I don't want to fall in love or get married, so you don't need to be responsible for me."

Shi Qingjue looked at the woman in front of him with a slightly deeper look.

His expression looked very indifferent, "You don't want it to be yours, I'm responsible for it and it's mine, and there's no conflict."

"And, I have a cleanliness." He looked at her quietly, "I haven't planned to sleep with two different women in this life."

So, since he had already slept with Nan Xiyue, she would be her for the rest of his life. Although he was not very interested in her, he did not have the leisure to touch anything else.

"Are you sick..." Nan Xiyue muttered in a low voice.

She looked at the man with a complicated expression, "The Qing Dynasty has been dead for many years, but there is still a man with such conservative thoughts?"

Nan Xiyue wrapped herself in a quilt and walked towards the bathroom with her clothes in her arms, "I don't care whether you want to be responsible for me or not, can you help me get a new set of clothes, and... underwear."

She couldn't stand it when she continued to wear yesterday's clothes today.

"Yes." Shi Qingjue bent down and picked up his cell phone, then called his assistant and asked him to give him two sets of clothes.

When reporting Nan Xiyue’s underwear size, it was also very accurate...

Nan Xiyue blushed again in an instant and ran into the bathroom with a little shame. The white mist quickly emerged from the crack in the door.

...

Shi Qinglan has never received any news from the Imperial Capital Palace.

She was worried that something would happen to Nan Xiyue, so she asked Bo Yucheng to arrange someone to help her keep an eye on it. Although it was a good thing that no news came, she always felt a little uneasy in her heart...

She sent several text messages to Nan Xiyue, but she didn't reply.

Shi Qinglan was a little anxious, so after class at noon, she immediately called Nan Xiyue repeatedly.

Fortunately, the phone number was finally answered.

Shi Qinglan's eyes lit up, "Xixi, you..."

"She is taking a shower." A cold male voice came, making Shi Qinglan choke in an instant when he didn't finish his words.

She quickly recognized the voice, "Brother?"

"Yes." Shi Qingjue responded, "What's the matter with her? Should I help you convey it or let her return it to you later?"

"No..." Shi Qinglan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

A little confused in her eyes, "Brother, you've already got this point, why are you still with Xixi? And... knowing that she's taking a shower..."

Shi Qingjue pursed his lips tightly and didn't know how to explain.

But at this moment, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open. Nan Xiyue walked in barefoot in a bathrobe. Seeing Shi Qingjue calling Shi Qinglan, she rushed over directly...
Chapter completed!