The low-profile Hummer was parked under the dim street lights.

Qu Xiaojue was sitting in the driver's seat, his handsome face half-hidden and half-revealed, his body leaning back, lying on the downturned seat, his eyes closed, breathing evenly, obviously asleep.

Maybe it was because the surrounding environment was too dark, which made him feel particularly lonely at this time.

Why is he here?

This was Liu Zhenying's first reaction.

But as soon as she got closer, he immediately opened his eyes with vigilance and subconsciousness. His eyes were like a torch, sharp and clear, like a wolf lurking in the middle of the night, but he softened the moment he saw her.

"You're going to Gua Dinner so early? It's just past five o'clock."

Qu Xiaojue got out of the car and looked at Liu Zhenying's slightly thin dress. He immediately took a coat and wrapped her in it, frowning: "It's cold at night, remember to always have a spare coat next time."

But Liu Zhenying didn't care about this at all. His almond-shaped eyes widened and he raised his face: "You didn't go back?"

"Anyway, it's almost dawn, so I simply didn't go back. I just squinted in the car for a while so that I could take you to Gua Dinner."

Qu Xiaojue's voice is particularly understated. His voice is not lowered, but it is gentle and magnetic.

From Liu Zhenying's angle, she could clearly see his jawline, and the movement of his fingers rubbing her cheek was particularly gentle. Suddenly, an indescribable feeling swirled in her heart. It was not as sour as before, but it was

It was even more intense, as if it was being held by an invisible big hand.

After tasting it carefully, Liu Zhenying didn’t know how to define it.

But now she just wants to kiss him.

So, Liu Zhenying stood up on tiptoes, and before Qu Xiaojue could react, her red lips pressed against his thin lips.

There was a bit of coolness on her lips, and he was just stunned for a moment before he immediately turned his back on her.

God knows, he has wanted to kiss her for a long time.

The moment he clasped the back of her head with his big palm, pressed her against the car door and kissed her wantonly, the tight nerves in Liu Zhenying's heart seemed to be suddenly released, and her small hands took the initiative to wrap around his neck, closing her eyes and letting go

She drowned herself in his slightly heavy breathing.

He kissed for a long time before stopping.

He chuckled with a rough voice, and gently hooked her chin with his sharp-jointed fingers. He raised his eyebrows: "What? Are you so proactive, because you feel sorry for me?"

Liu Zhenying looked at his face that was obviously showing signs of tiredness, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he nodded seriously: "I'm not sure if this is because I feel bad, but I want you to go back to bed early now."

Seeing her rare appearance, he deliberately teased him: "What should you do? Are you not going to have a fortune telling dinner? There are still guests waiting for you to tell fortunes."

"I……"

She didn't hesitate, stretched out her hand to grab the corner of his clothes, and raised her face: "I won't go, I want to go back to sleep with you."

His eyes darkened instantly: "You mean... go to my house?"

"yes."

She tilted her head.

Didn't she accompany him just to go to his house?

The unabashed and overly straightforward words, even though Qu Xiaojue knew that this was not an invitation, still succeeded in making him swallow his saliva, like a young boy, his heartbeat quickened, and without saying a word, he kissed her again.

Qu Xiaojue does not live in the Qu family's old house on weekdays. He has his own residence.

As soon as she entered the door, Aunt Guo immediately greeted her. She was startled when she saw Liu Zhenying, but immediately smiled: "Sir, I just made porridge. Do you and this lady want to eat some before taking a rest?"

Although I had a supper last night, I did spend a lot of energy in these few hours.

Qu Xiaojue nodded: "What kind of porridge?"

"This morning it's preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but Liu Zhenying happens to like porridge.

When she heard this, she immediately smiled and said without shyness: "Okay, I can have another poached egg."

"OK."

Aunt Guo responded immediately.
Chapter completed!