Feng Qian blinked her beautiful eyes.

Stayed in place.

He slowly raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Does brother want to kiss sister good night?

The girl slowly sat back on the bed.

daze.

Feeling a little inexplicable, the fragment became a brother.

Then... who is she going to fall in love with?

Well.

Can we stop talking?

"System, what happens if you don't do the side quests?"

Feng Qian asked.

System: "I told the host before that if the side quest is not completed, the host can't stay on this plane for a long time."

Feng Qian frowned.

Like this...

Still a bit of a hassle.

If you leave the small plane in advance, you cannot ensure that the fragments of His Royal Highness will not be disturbed by the realm of sin.

What a headache.

Ugh.

Feng Qian lay on the bed and dawdled for a while before going to wash up.

…

On the other side, the housekeeper brought Yan Sheng to the newly tidy room.

The young Mr. President strode into the room with his long legs.

With the door closed.

Yan Sheng casually tore off his tie, his eyes were indifferent, and he did this while walking.

After tearing it off, he threw the tie on the bed.

The black suit jacket was also taken off.

Yan Sheng buckled his left wrist with his right hand.

Then, in a sloppy manner, he pulled off his collar.

A piece of delicate collarbone was exposed.

It is very different from the rigorous and upright style of wearing a suit and leather shoes just now.

Mr. President's amber eyes are a bit lazy, a bit wicked, and a bit cold.

Intertwined, it is an incomprehensible confusion.

Yan Sheng sat casually on the bed.

Straight long legs overlapped.

He casually took out his phone.

Without a laptop, it's a bit of a hassle.

Yan Sheng opened the address book to find a contact, and soon edited a text message and sent it.

The other party's work efficiency is very high.

Soon.

A ding dong.

Received information on the phone.

Yan Sheng leaned back lazily and clicked on the information.

There was a bit of focus in the amber eyes.

Before……

The girl's information was not carefully read.

Now, since it's a sister.

As a competent brother, you still have to get to know your sister well.

Yan Sheng browsed the information quickly.

But stopped in character.

He narrowed his eyes.

The data shows that he is arrogant, knowledgeable, and strong.

Thinking back to the girl I just saw.

Yan Sheng only had these few adjectives left in his heart: sweet and cute, confused and cute.

It seems that the information is not very accurate.

Yan Sheng turned off the phone.

A little light flashed in his eyes.

These information, simply do not look at it.

this sister...

Or, let him find out for himself.

Putting down the phone, Yan Sheng grabbed her nightgown and walked into the bathroom unhurriedly.

Live in the wind house.

It was an accident.

perhaps……

It was a surprise to recognize a sister.

…

the next day.

Half past five in the morning.

Yan Sheng got up on time.

After Mr. President washed and changed his clothes, he resumed his usual strictness and coolness.

The amber eyes were calm.

He casually pushed open the door and went out.

"Good morning, Mr. President."

The butler politely said good morning.

Yan Sheng nodded slightly, walked with the butler to the dining table, and ate breakfast gracefully.

finished eating.

Yan Sheng asked casually, "What time does Qian Qian usually get up?"

This question was asked by the butler.

The housekeeper paused and replied, "Yesterday, Miss got up at eight o'clock."

"Um."

Yan Sheng said lightly.

He got up from his seat, raised his wrist again, and glanced at the time.

Half past six in the morning.

There is an important meeting at 8:15.

Yan Sheng thought about it for a while, but still walked upstairs.

He walked unhurriedly to the door of the windy room.

Politely knocked on the door.