As soon as his vision was accurate, Mu Yan's breathing that had just recovered suddenly stopped again.

A handsome face caught her eyes without any obstacles, causing her heart to beat completely.

Di Mingjue, who usually opens his eyes, has a pair of dark and deep ice blue eyes.

The whole body was filled with arrogance and loneliness.

It is like an emperor who ruled the world, making people unconsciously want to surrender to his feet.

But the man who was asleep at this time—

The light and shadow fell on his fair face, reflecting his angular face.

Under the sword eyebrows that flew into the temples, were densely long and slightly curled eyelashes.

The long eyelashes that were gently lowered covered the cold eyes and softened his temperament.

Under the bridge of his handsome nose is a pair of thin lips.

The lip line was tight, with a hint of solemnity.

But sleeping quietly like this inexplicably gives people a childish cuteness.

Mu Yan's vision was a little confused.

When she was in a coma, she saw Di Mingjue's face in a trance.

At that time, she thought it was her dream.

But unexpectedly, it was real.

This man is really back.

Her hand stretched out uncontrollably and gently stroked the man's eyebrows and eyes, as if she wanted to confirm that he was real.

The fingertips were fiddly lit with the black eyebrows, the closed eyes, and the thin and lightly pursed lips...

His fingers slid on the man's lips and stopped quietly.

I have no idea if I want to touch it, is it the warm touch in my memory?

Suddenly, Mu Yan seemed to suddenly realize what she was doing, and her face turned red.

Just as I was about to withdraw my hand, my wrist suddenly felt a warm feeling.

When his wrists tightened, his whole body was pulled over and fell into the man's arms.

The familiar slightness hits my face, accompanied by the unique smell of men, made Mu Yan's already flushed cheeks even more red.

"Let go... let go!" When she spoke, she realized how flustered her voice was, "Di Mingjue, what are you doing?"

The man bent down slightly and vomited hot breaths in her ears, "Don't I ask you this sentence? Yan Yan, what do you want to do while I sleep?"

Mu Yan didn't expect that he would be caught in a straight face.

She felt guilty and had to say sternly, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have it..."

Di Mingjue looked at her little face blushing.

The mood of anger that saw Chang Yu hugging her disappeared without a trace at this moment.

He firmly clamped Mu Yan's slender wrist and pressed it on his chest, "Why do Yan Yan have to sneak in? Where else do you want to touch? Just touch it for your husband."

"Shut up!" Mu Yan finally became angry and jumped up, "Who said I wanted to touch you? I just wanted to slap you."

However, before Mu Yan could jump off the bed, she was pulled back by a powerful force.

For a moment, the sky was spinning, and Mu Yan's hands were pressed on the top of her head.

The man's tall figure enveloped her firmly.

Di Mingjue's handsome face was close at hand, and her deep blue eyes were full of her shadow.

"Yan Yan, I haven't seen each other for many days. Do you miss me for a moment?"

When he spoke, the man's warm breathing spitted on his face, making Mu Yan feel numb and itchy skin, as if he had goose bumps.

She opened her mouth to talk, but was interrupted by Di Mingjue again, "No matter whether you miss me or not, I miss you very much... When I can't see you, I... think of you all the time..."
Chapter completed!