The almighty young lady is beautiful and explosive

Chapter 839 This movement is a bit big

Chen Yuhui's eyes flickered slightly, but they were still red after all.

This night, the two of them were destined to be restless, and naturally they couldn't sleep peacefully!
the other side.

The cold mansion.

On the second floor, in the master bedroom.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains swayed gently with a gust of wind.

At this time, there was a click in the bathroom, and suddenly the door was opened, and a man appeared in home clothes.

Under the warm yellow light, the man was wiping his wet black hair with a towel in his hand.

White home clothes, high-quality fabrics, excellent texture, set off the man's generous chest.

The man had just finished taking a bath, and his handsome face was full of masculinity. In addition, there was a faint refreshing scent of mint exuding from his body, which added a certain kind of bewilderment imperceptibly.

After coming out of the bathroom, the man walked to the bar, took out the wine, twisted up a goblet, and poured the wine slowly along the rim.

The orange-yellow wine refracted light through the glass.

After the man finished pouring the wine, he walked to the terrace again, and as he walked, he threw the towel after wiping his black hair onto the sofa not far away.

With his sharp throwing action, the towel fell onto the armrest of the sofa without any mistakes.

Standing in front of the French window, he raised his palm, took the remote control, and tapped the button.

Whoa!

The floor-to-ceiling curtains automatically opened towards both sides.

Outside the terrace, the pleasant scenery is reflected in the eyes.

Leng Qirui pushed open the glass sliding door, twirled his wine glass, and walked to the guardrail.

On summer nights, the stars are shining and the cicadas are chirping.

In the quiet space, there is an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

Leng Qirui twisted the wine glass and shook it lightly, then brought the wine to his lips, took a sip, and his sexy Adam's apple slid up and down.

After taking a sip of his wine, he rested his elbows on the guardrail, and a pair of amber eyes were filled with an unprecedented depth and sadness.

The light from the top of the terrace just cast down, coating his figure with a layer of loneliness.

He maintained the same posture, his body did not move for a long time.

Until, the night got darker.

Finally, when he brought the wine glass to his lips with the palm of his hand, he found that the bottom of the glass was empty, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he turned and left the terrace.

Stepping out of the terrace, he put down his wine glass and glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall.

12 points in the early hours.

Children's room on the third floor.

In the night light, the little soft body on the bed was still in a deep sleep.

Next to him, Uncle Zhang was waiting on the ground, his elbows resting on the bed to support his head, his eyes were tightly closed, obviously he was sleepy and could not help but doze off.

Leng Qirui stood at the door, looked at the picture in the room, followed by a long-legged step, and walked inside.

He came to the bed, looked at the little guy on the bed, his deep face no longer had any indifference.

Soon, he withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the butler who was waiting by the side, then lowered his voice, and shouted: "Uncle Zhang."

"Ah?" Uncle Zhang, who was dozing off, was startled, and almost fell backward.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he grabbed the edge of the bed to stabilize his body.

This movement is a bit big.

Leng Qirui glanced at the little guy subconsciously, but saw that the little guy frowned, muttered something, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Of course, Zhang Bo also realized that his behavior just now was very inappropriate.He looked nervously at the young master on the bed, until he found that the young master had not been woken up by him, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he still felt guilty for his dereliction of duty.

The young master was sick, and he even dozed off while waiting.

The older you get, the more useless it becomes.

"Excuse me, sir, I."

(End of this chapter)