Ning Qing pursed her lips and walked over very slowly.
She was wrapped in a towel, revealing her slender and well-proportioned legs as she stood in front of him cautiously.
There was no change in Nian Lie's eyes. They were cold and elegant.
He patted his thigh. Ning Qing looked at him in confusion.
Nian Lie lifted his eyes. "Lie down."
"…"
"Ning Qing, my patience is limited."
She stirred her hands and breathed deeply, lying on his lap.
From this direction, the light poured down. The light was so bright that she could not open her eyes. It took a while for her to get used to it.
Then, she saw the man's slightly hairy chin clearly. The outline of his face was clear.
Nian Lie frowned slightly. Her eyes were clear and bright with circles of light as if she wanted to see through his heart.
He reached out and pressed his fingers to her eyes.
"Don't look at me with those eyes."
