Sheng Jiayu listened to these words without missing a single one, and the next second, she saw the person beside her turn his head to look at her, a hint of a smile in those clear, cool eyes: "Hmm, I will definitely bring it back."
Sheng Jiayu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly avoided the man's bright eyes, hurriedly getting up to walk into the room, almost as if fleeing in panic.
Closing the door, Sheng Jiayu swallowed hard, as Mu Ke's gaze just now was too direct for her to bear.
Sheng Jiayu patted her own face and touched her lips, which still seemed to carry Mu Ke's breath; she must have lost her mind tonight, definitely!
In the living room, Mu Ke hung up the call from Ms. Wang, got up, and walked to the door of Sheng Jiayu's bedroom, reached out to knock, but paused, restrained himself, better not to push too hard, give her some time, let her ease into it.
