The sunshine on the sea is clean and bright, refracted in the room through the thin white curtains.
The wooden wall panels refract the light, giving the entire room a hazy halo.
Tang Qingwan's eyes were sleepy, with a faint glimmer of water in her eyes.
White arms stretched out from the quilt.
There are faint red marks on my wrists from last night.
She yawned slowly.
The furry head burrowed into the quilt again, it was too warm.
Let's sleep a little longer, she closed her eyes again with peace of mind.
There was silence.
Is there something wrong?
Forget it, I’m so sleepy...
"唔唔唔——" A string of gentle sounds entered my ears.
…
! ! !
Tang Qingwan suddenly jumped up from the bed.
His eyes were as wide as bells, and he looked around in panic.
Empty.
Except for the messy bed, the rest of the place was neatly tidied, as if no one had ever been there.
She was all too familiar with such confusing scenes.
She grabbed her already fluffy and messy hair with both hands, making it even more hairy.
How could she... fall asleep in Li Xingye's room? How could she sleep peacefully in the situation last night?
Should I admire my own big heart, or should I admire Li Xingye's "mercy".
Where are others!
What time is it now!
What was that sound just now!
"woke up?"
She turned her head in panic and looked at the window beside the bed.
The white gauze curtains on the window lattice swayed gently.
The light spots spread on her elegant and flawless cheeks, and her eyes were filled with spring water.
The figure outside the window stood quietly.
He is tall and strong, with a dignified yet frivolous temperament.
He stood sideways, so the outline of his face, even his long eyelashes, were particularly clear.
Without any contradiction, it blends into an artistic conception painting with the peaceful morning sea behind it.
His broken hair was lifted freely by the wind, and his youthfulness was revealed unintentionally.
Tang Qingwan's heartbeat started to beat again.
She curled up her hands and said, "Pretend to be a ghost."
He was the one who knocked on the glass just now.
"Sister-in-law has a ghost in her heart, so she lives like a hedgehog all day long."
His tone was careless, and he glanced at the hazy figure behind the white curtain. A soft light slipped through his eyes, and he turned to look at the sea.
He subconsciously pinched the sore back of his neck, and the beads on his wrists slid through the gentle halo.
The sun is dazzling golden, refracted on the blue sea, and the waves are sparkling, making the morning a unique scene.
Tang Qingwan clenched the quilt tightly and stared at the person through the window quietly.
Last night, although she was detained, she slept comfortably on the bed.
He spent the night on the couch.
She was originally worried that Li Xingye would regret it and go crazy.
But he fell asleep unsatisfactorily.
He finally let her go...
She was annoyed that he used to use titles to disturb her mood, but she had never taken advantage of his soft-heartedness in this way.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No."
In fact, nothing happened, but such a conversation cast an ambiguous aftertaste between them.
"What about you?" She wanted to ask how his hand was doing.
He smiled jokingly: "Me? Where do you mean?"
Tang Qingwan's soft eyes suddenly turned cold, and she glanced at him with disgust.
"In ten minutes, Li Siyan is coming here to find me, why don't you leave?"
What?
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Tang Qingwan opened the quilt with a "whoosh" and found that she was still wearing his sweatshirt.
A pair of slender and smooth legs were exposed.
"Say it early, tell it later, what good will it do to me?" When he chuckled, his eyebrows became gentle, even a little doting.
But when she heard the words spoken, it made her mad every minute.
"you--"
Yesterday's clothes were all wet, and she stayed here overnight.
Li Xingye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Nine minutes."
"Don't leave! What should I do with my clothes?" She was in a hurry.
He waved his hand slowly, and the shadow of the window disappeared.
"...It belongs to your uncle!" Tang Qingwan cursed secretly.
Just as he was about to get out of bed, he picked up his shoes and ran back.
But he looked closely at the neatly folded clothes on the bedside table.
Her eyes flickered.
It was sportswear taken out of her suitcase.
besides……
Close-fitting clothing.
So he was already prepared.
You just did it on purpose, didn’t you?
Tang Qingwan quickly changed her clothes, opened the door and slipped back to her room.
On the cabinet, there was a hair tie that she forgot to take away.
Li Xingye disappeared without a trace long ago.
After all, everyone was drunk last night and no one got up early today.
It was quiet on the yacht. She walked lightly and quickly towards her room.
"Miss Tang, good morning."
