Sweetheart V5: The Boss Is Too Kind By Hua Er Bao

Jing Yi suddenly became a person tampering with his calm and composed emotions.

In the end, Lu Ming blamed it all on his exhaustion.

Lu Ming pulled a towel and wiped himself.

After that, he twisted the doorknob open and stepped outside.

Jing Yi's half sleepy eyes looked at him, he was having quarreled emotions inside by her soft and sly eyes,

"Uncle...what happened to you?"

"..."

Jing Yi had no idea how cute and seductive she looked that way.

Lu Ming just pressed down the heat and crossed over the room, picked his pillow, left the room and closed the door shut.

"..." Jing Yi was dumbfounded, what happened just now?

He came in calm headed, got angry again and left?

She took back her sight and noticed the fragrant, dark thing on the table.

A faint white smoke still came from the cup.

Like a wide-eyed puppy, she moved to the bedside and picked up the cup, placing it in front of her nose as she inhaled the intoxicating smell.

The fragrance was so tempting!

She took a large gulp.

Jing Yi's small and beautiful face turned poker, her features crumbled and huddled together, it was as if she ate some sore pickle.

Assuming, this thing is very likely to be some medicinal drink she put down on the bedside table and rushed inside the bathroom to remove that awful taste and that awful thing from her mouth.

She came outside wiping the corners of her mouth and looked at the cup of medicine.

Was uncle sick?

With that thought, she picked the 'medicine' and left her room.

Jing Yi stood in front of the study room and lightly knocked on the door twice.

"..." For a while, there was no response.

Then Jing Yi knocked on it again, but upon getting no response she pushed the door open.

Inside Lu Ming was buried too deep inside his work that he didn't notice the knocks.

Jing Yi even felt a little embarrassed to disturb him.

In order to not disturb him further, she politely stood at the door with the cup of 'medicine'.

Jing Yi knew that this Lu Ming was not her Imperial Uncle, though the two of them looked a lot similar, she did not think he looked more handsome than her emperor.

It was just that domineering and king-like air that he carried with himself made his presence feel like the emperor so much that she couldn't help but instinctively become afraid of him.

At this moment under the limited range of the lights near Lu Ming, she realized his perfect face looks so much younger than Huangfu (The Emperor).

The white light makes his skin look even better than a woman.

The straight and tall nose is as perfect as some sculpture, his long lashes will flash from time to time carrying an arrogant temperament. His well-defined hand holds a pen and the sleeves that are rolled up to reveal a strong and powerful arm. When writing, the sound of the pen rustling is like playing music, accompanied by the ticking of the bell in the room.

Jing Yi stood for about a quarter of an hour, Lu Ming was drowsy and sleepy by then and closed his laptop.

He found a person in the room. Lu Ming glanced at the coffee in her hand and looked back at her,

"Why don't you sleep?"

Jing Yi lifted the cup held in his hand,

"Uncle, you forgot to take your medicine"

"...."