When Qin Yun was carried to bed, she had already been cleaned by Pei Yan, and her hair was blow-dried.
She lay lazily on the bed while Pei Yan played with her hair, without taking any further action.
Qin Yun kissed the corner of Pei Yan's mouth, "Not going to sleep yet?"
Pei Yan caressed her cheek and sighed softly, "Sleep."
He pressed Qin Yun into his arms, ready to sleep like that.
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yun sensed that Pei Yan didn't seem to be in a good mood.
"Nothing," replied Pei Yan.
But where Qin Yun couldn't see, Pei Yan's eyes were cold and deep.
After wrapping up work, he learned everything that happened at the club, including how Tang Zi's people switched Sister Li's porridge.
Though he believed that with Qin Yun's skills, nothing would actually happen.
Yet, just thinking about the possibility of something happening to Qin Yun tonight made all of Pei Yan's muscles tense, and he held Qin Yun a bit too firmly.
"You..."
