CHAPTER 161: CHAPTER 144: CAPTURED_3

Qiao Yuxian seemed to sense something, and as he looked over, she happened to look up at him.

When their eyes met, she gave him an adorably sweet smile.

Gu Yanjing had no choice with her, and looking at her cute expression, his demeanor gradually softened, "Unless there’s a special situation, go to bed before eleven from now on."

Qiao Yuxian’s smile stiffened, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily twitched.

Could she have a special situation every day then?

"You don’t even come out of the study until eleven." Qiao Yuxian said.

"Hmm. I’ll change." Gu Yanjing replied calmly.

Qiao Yuxian: "......"

"Uh..." Qiao Yuxian thought for a moment, "Actually, we can discuss this."

Gu Yanjing glanced at her.

"You see, my sleep schedule is quite regular. I just came home late today," Qiao Yuxian said, "No need to be so harsh, going to bed at eleven all at once. How about midnight?"

Gu Yanjing looked at her and said, "I checked the surveillance at the entrance of Fenglin Villa."

It was like a big rock hit her, and Qiao Yuxian’s mind froze for a moment. She looked at him with a stiff expression.

Of course, she knew there was surveillance at Fenglin Villa.

But she didn’t expect him to watch it.

What big boss wastes time watching their front door’s surveillance?

She swallowed hard and said, "It’s the end of the year, and I’m busy."

Gu Yanjing led her out of the alley, heading to the parking lot.

Qiao Yuxian was still holding onto his sleeve, her hand moving inside.

Gu Yanjing glanced at her.

Qiao Yuxian said, "I want to go out."

Gu Yanjing released the sleeve, and Qiao Yuxian’s hand reached out, grabbing Gu Yanjing’s hand again.

It was cold.

Gu Yanjing instinctively pulled away, "Cold."

Qiao Yuxian didn’t speak, wrestling with his hand, and eventually pulled his hand into her sleeve to warm it.

They reached the parking lot, got in the car, and turned on the heater.

They didn’t rush to go back, sitting in the car for a while.

Qiao Yuxian placed his hand by the heater vent, "I’ve been partying a bit too much these past couple of days, but you weren’t here and I was bored."

Gu Yanjing squeezed her fingers slightly.

Qiao Yuxian said sincerely, "It won’t happen again."

"Mm," Gu Yanjing responded to her.

Then he heard her say, "So can I go to bed at midnight?"

Gu Yanjing: "... Ten o’clock."

Qiao Yuxian felt her heart sink, "Eleven o’clock, eleven o’clock. Eleven is pretty good, really good."

Gu Yanjing’s eyes showed a hint of a helpless smile.

The defeated Qiao Yuxian stayed silent for a moment, looking at his long fingers, "Being out at the bar so late, do you think I’m not a good person?"

Gu Yanjing looked at her, paused, and said, "Then what kind of person?"

"If not a good person, then a bad person." Qiao Yuxian replied.

"So, everyone in the bar is a bad person?" Gu Yanjing asked calmly.

Qiao Yuxian was at a loss, immediately saying, "Don’t slander me, I didn’t say that."

Gu Yanjing’s hand quickly warmed up, and he raised it to touch the top of her head, "You can go, but be home by eleven, and make sure to keep yourself safe."

Qiao Yuxian smiled at him, then after a while said, "Did you think that young guy was someone I called over?"

"Certainly looked that way." Gu Yanjing said with a straight face.

Hearing his words, Qiao Yuxian frowned slightly, "What do you mean by looked that way?"

Gu Yanjing touched her puffy cheeks, "I know he’s not."

"How do you know?" Qiao Yuxian pressed on.

Gu Yanjing looked at her without speaking.

But Qiao Yuxian could see his trust in her.

She smiled again, holding Gu Yanjing’s hand, and after hesitating a moment said, "Gu Yanjing, I really miss you."

In the past, there were times when they didn’t see each other for longer periods.

But perhaps this time, because he was not in the country, the distance made her miss him even more, and Qiao Yuxian especially longed for him.

Gu Yanjing didn’t say anything, just looked at her for a few seconds, then cupped the back of her head, bringing her forward, and placed a kiss on her forehead.

It was gentle, yet carried a deep sense of longing.