Listening to the footsteps approaching step by step, her little heart clenched tightly.
She really found it hard to face her when she was awake.
It seemed that Shen Lin had walked over, eventually stopping by her bedside.
But she didn’t know what he was doing.
Meanwhile, the man in front of her slightly bent over, one hand on the nightstand, the other gently pushing away the soft, short hair that partially covered her cheek.
It felt as if warm breath had landed on her cheek.
Li Zaijun just felt that her cheek where he had touched was a bit itchy, yet she still had to endure it.
What... what does he really want to do...
Just then, suddenly a cell phone vibrated, making a buzzing sound.
Afterward, the figure in front of her abruptly moved away to answer the still ringing phone.
Li Zaijun finally let out a sigh of relief in secret; her heart that he had stirred had felt almost impossible to suppress.
And very soon, she heard his voice on the phone.
However, the content of the conversation made her little body freeze a bit.
"...The girl is still sleeping. Probably drank too much last night," he said, his voice lowered, carrying over to her.
Upon hearing this conversation, Li Zaijun immediately thought of one person—her brother.
It was likely her brother who had inquired.
And indeed, that was the case.
Shen Lin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, one hand in his trouser pocket. He wore a white shirt on his upper body, except the shirt wasn’t buttoned, hanging open to reveal his firm abs beneath.
Below, he wore a pair of home casual grey trousers, standing on the white carpet beneath his feet.
While talking on the phone, his gaze occasionally drifted over to her.
Since he didn’t go to the office today, he took a shower in the morning, and his jet-black hair lightly covered his brows and eyes.
When Li Zaijun couldn’t help but sneakily open her eyes, what she saw was this scene.
The slightly open curtains let the sunlight stream in, illuminating his body, his high nose bridge casting a light shadow on one side of his cheek.
With slender phoenix eyes, his whole body exuded an air of indolent charm.
This made her heart quiver inexplicably.
She, she had slept with a man last night.
Shen Lin appeared to be free-spirited and unruly, elegant yet with a roguish charm, as if he could smile at anyone with a hook of his lips, but in reality, it was hard to get close to a person like him.
Lu Xiao was openly cold, while Shen Lin was aloof inside.
And to Li Zaijun, this still provided no sense of security.
Because he looked insecure, like someone who would attract the fondness of women.
And now, on the phone, Lu Xiao suddenly said:
"Is everything still okay, nothing happened between you two last night, did it?" He asked bluntly.
At these words, Shen Lin’s body momentarily froze, then he looked towards the short-haired young lady on the bed.
His eyes flickered, and then with a slight curl of his lips, he said with a light smile:
"What if I said something did happen?"
Hearing the tone that seemed to carry a smile, but no one knew more clearly than he did how serious his words were.
"Don’t make pointless remarks, I know you won’t touch her. Fine, send her back when she wakes up, I’ve got things to handle here, got to go," Lu Xiao said, then hung up the phone.
The man by the floor-to-ceiling window: "..."
When he gazed back at the short-haired young lady on the bed, his phoenix eyes were even deeper, unfathomable.