"Feifei makes a good point. If it were to be a little prince, I fear he might turn out to be a little iceberg just like Jingwu." Quan Mingxuan glanced at Quan Jingwu and jested.
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
Late at night, the starlight in the sky was sparse.
The luxurious crystal lamp was refracting warm-toned light, and the sound of running water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.
Swish.
The tightly closed bathroom door was pushed open, and a slender leg stepped out.
Jian Qing sat on the bed with her laptop, and upon hearing the movement, she looked up. Her gaze inadvertently met with the man's deep purple eyes, and the corners of her lips curved up.
"Xiaojing, come here, I just thought of something."
Quan Jingwu's eyebrows raised slightly, and his slender figure was loosely wrapped in a bathrobe. His well-defined chest was exposed under the light, looming with explosive power.
