At noon the next day.

Nan Xiyue gradually regained consciousness. The hangover made her head a little bit sore, and her whole body was so weak that she didn't have much energy, especially somewhere where the pain caused her to take a breath.

"hiss……"

She slowly opened her eyes...

What catches your eyes is Shi Qingjue's pectoral muscles, not the kind of thick and exaggerated muscles, but just the right tightness and lines, looking lean but extremely masculine.

And on that fair skin, a few scratches are obvious, and there are some biting marks, which are obviously her handwriting last night.

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

She suddenly recalled what Shi Qinglan had said...

"If something happens to you, you should feel it yourself, such as... Does it hurt?"

Nan Xiyue's head buzzed suddenly, and now she understood where the pain was, she couldn't help but start to wonder--did they really have nothing happened that night?

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

Nan Xiyue didn't bother to think so much. She rubbed her sore waist and sat up, wrapped her quilt to cover her body, bent down and picked up the clothes on the floor, complete and not torn.

She tiptoedly hugged her clothes and slipped out of the bed...

I wanted to quickly change clothes and leave here before Shi Qingjue was awake, but I didn't expect to hear a low and cold voice behind him suddenly, "Where are you going?"

Hearing that, Nan Xiyue's heart stunned.

She immediately grabbed the quilt with her backhand and pulled it over to cover her body tightly, but Shi Qingjue also felt her body brightened, and the covering on her body was directly 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 gangster!"

Shi Qingjue picked up her clothes with a gloomy expression.

He dressed quickly and said coldly, "Miss Nan, you tore the quilt away. I haven't accused you of playing a hooligan."

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

She bit her lower lip lightly, and when she looked behind her, she could vaguely see the tip of her ears glowing red like a drop of blood, which looked like the imperious sister who had to sleep last night.

Nan Xiyue stammered, "Are you... have you dressed well?"

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue replied coldly. He had already put on his pants, his white shirt was over his body, and the buttons had not been fastened.

Nan Xiyue turned around and looked at him tentatively.

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

"Last night we..."

"Last night we..."

The two people spoke in unison, and stopped at the same time.

The blush of Nan Xiyue's ears has not faded, she lowered her eyes a little annoyedly, "It was just an accident last night! Besides...I asked for it, I won't hold you responsible."

Shi Qingjue looked at the woman somewhat complicatedly.

He walked steadily in front of Nan Xiyue, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, raised her face-charming and delicate, fascinating like a fairy, and beautiful.

"I, Shi Qingjue never take advantage of people's dangers, and never do things irresponsibly." Shi Qingjue looked down at the woman.

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

"Huh?" Nan Xiyue raised her eyes to the man in surprise.

This is different from the image of a scumbag in her mind. She refused to admit it after she slept before, and even pestered her to clarify for him. Why did she say that he is responsible so neatly today?

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

He glanced faintly, "That night, it was you who vomited us so that I would tear off your clothes, so my suit also appeared in the sink."

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

However, she had always felt that it was just this scumbag who didn't want to be responsible for her to make an excuse for herself, but now she feels... it's possible, it's really just that.

"I got it." Nan Xiyue replied uncomfortably.

She rolled her red lips softly, "However, I don't want to be in love or get married, and you don't need to be responsible to me."

Shi Qingjue stared at the woman in front of her with eyes deep.

His expression seemed very indifferent, "What you don't want to be you is that it is my business to be responsible, not conflict."

"Also, I have a hobby of cleanliness." He looked at her indifferently, "I didn't plan to sleep with two different women in this life."

Therefore, since she has slept with Nan Xiyue, she will be her for the rest of his life. Although he is not very interested in her, he has no leisure time to touch others.

"Sick..." Nan Xiyue murmured.

She looked at the man with a complicated expression, "Daqing has been dead for many years, so there is still a man with such a conservative mind?"

Nan Xiyue wrapped the quilt and walked toward the bathroom with her clothes, "I don't care if you are responsible for me, can you help me get a new set of clothes and...underwear."

Yesterday’s clothes continue to be worn today, she really can’t stand it.

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue bent over and picked up his mobile phone, and then called the assistant to send him two sets of clothes.

The size of Nan Xiyue’s underwear was reported accurately...

Nan Xiyue blushed again in an instant, and ran into the bathroom a little embarrassedly. White mist soon came out from the crack in the door.

...

Shi Qinglan has never received news from the Imperial Palace.

She was worried about what would happen to Nan Xiyue, so she asked Bo Yucheng to arrange someone to help her stare at it. Although it was a good thing that no news came, she always felt a little uneasy in her heart...

I sent a few text messages to Nan Xiyue, but she didn't reply.

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

Fortunately, this time the call was finally answered.

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

"She is taking a shower." A cold male voice came, causing Shi Qinglan to choke instantly when she didn't finish.

She quickly recognized the voice, "Brother?"

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue replied, "What can I do 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 dazed.

There was a bit of confusion in her eyes, "Brother, it's already this point, why are you still with Xixi? And...knowing that she is taking a bath..."

Shi Qingjue pressed her lips tightly and didn't know how to explain it.

But at this moment, the bathroom door was suddenly opened. Nan Xiyue walked in barefoot wearing a bathrobe, and when she saw Shi Qingjue was calling Shi Qinglan, she rushed over...

Shi Qingjue was full of scent, and the fragrance of the shower gel lingered on the woman's nose, but Nan Xiyue snatched his mobile phone and said excitedly, "My Lanlan baby——"