The Queen Reborn: Your Highness, Please Bow Your Head

She raised her arm slightly, okay, okay, it seems that the wound was not touched last night, so it can be preliminarily presumed that she did not do anything extreme last night...

Then she looked at him strangely. Could anyone sleep in a more graceful posture than him?

She thought the answer was no.

Wait...this boy is...Gong Bei!

She almost fell off the bed in shock.

Can he really fall asleep in this position? Should I wake him up? Maybe he knows what happened last night.

Could it be that I accidentally revealed the story of my rebirth...

Just when she was hesitating whether to wake him up, he slowly opened his eyes, his bright eyes shining brightly.

That lazy movement makes people feel inexplicably comfortable.

His sea-blue eyes had already turned his attention to her. The two of them were looking at each other indifferently at this time. They were almost looking at each other in silence across this huge room. They seemed to be unfamiliar with each other, but if they looked carefully, they looked at each other in silence.

, but unexpectedly discovered that this picture has an indescribable sense of harmony.

Before she could ask a question, he spoke first: "It was someone from the bar who called me last night because... you were drunk."

When he said the last half of the sentence, his tone was a little more serious.

This made her a little strange.

It was obvious that he had picked her up from the bar last night, but she didn't know what happened last night even if she cut her brain open.

"Oh, thank you!" She lifted the quilt and said politely, her eyes as calm as water, but in fact she didn't know how big a turmoil had stirred up in her heart.

"I didn't do anything strange when I was drunk last night, right? For example, did I say anything strange..." she asked tentatively.

Will he run around the streets barefoot...or yell at people or something like that?

His eyes narrowed slightly, a dark light flashed away, and his sexy lips were pressed tightly, as if he was thinking.

Mu Yuluo looked at him with cold eyes, as if she had waited for a century before he quietly said: "No."

Now she was relieved.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that her wine was quite good.

Beigong Jiyun looked at her secretly happy expression and immediately understood.

She must never be allowed to drink in the future, otherwise her habit of kissing random people while drunk will spread to other boys.

Mu Yuluo stood up and grabbed the coat beside the bed, "I'll leave now. I'll thank you when I get the chance!"

When she raised her eyes, she saw him placing his fingertips thoughtfully against his lips.

It's strange why he suddenly touched his lips.

She quickly put aside the messy thoughts in her head. What other people were doing had nothing to do with her.

He came back to his senses and nodded lightly, "I'll ask the driver to take you off!"

"No, I'll use my phone to navigate." She refused.

He sat in his original position, his eyes locked on her back, his narrow and beautiful eyes becoming extremely deep.

He closed his eyes tiredly, buried himself in the darkness in the corner of the room, and enjoyed his loneliness alone.

...

Mu Yuluo finally returned to the Wanxia Hotel. When she was about to enter the lobby, a group of men in work clothes walked out. An Junxi stood among them wearing a peaked cap and walked out like a star holding the moon.

From her perspective, his profile was staggeringly handsome, and the way he walked reflected the elegant temperament of a talented musician.