"It's late, go to sleep," He Mingyuan tucked the quilt and prepared to stand up and go back to the room.

"Don't you go?" Qiao Zixin's pitiful eyes made He Mingyuan unbearable to refuse.

"You don't dare to sleep alone," He Mingyuan asked guessingly.

Qiao Zixin hummed, then he was a little embarrassed, pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, and only showed a pair of big eyes.

It turned out that this was the reason why she was waiting for her to come back, and He Mingyuan smiled when he thought of this.

"Okay, I'll go back to my room and change my clothes," He Mingyuan got up and left.

Qiao Zixin looked at the back of He Mingyuan leaving, and realized how he was becoming more and more dependent on He Mingyuan now.

Is that really good? But who else can I rely on?

Qiao Zixin never thought that he would be so clingy to a person.

She didn't think she was as independent as she imagined.

"What's wrong, what are you thinking?" He Mingyuan's voice interrupted Qiao Zixin, who was in a daze.

Qiao Zixin came to his senses and looked at He Mingyuan who was sitting on the edge of his bed.

He changed into a set of loungewear. He Mingyuan, who was wearing home clothes, was a little more gentle and less serious.

But it's still that well-defined face, with a unique domineering spirit between his eyebrows, and his is really good-looking.

No wonder those women would be so unscrupulous and want to get close to him, he is really good.

It was the first time for Qiao Zixin to look at him so seriously, and it was not that he had no close contact before.

But she didn't dare to look at it or she deliberately kept a certain distance from He Mingyuan.

Now that he was sitting in front of him, Qiao Zixin suddenly felt that it was so unreal.

He Mingyuan always felt that Qiao Zixin was weird today, why was he always staring at himself in a daze.

Is it stuffy at home alone, He Mingyuan reached out and touched Qiao Zixin's forehead to see if he was sick.

He Mingyuan's hand just touched Qiao Zixin's forehead, and Qiao Zixin instinctively dodged it.

At this time, Qiao Zixin realized that he had been staring at He Mingyuan for a long time.

He Mingyuan looked at Qiao Zixin's reaction, it should be that he is not sick, that is, he is not used to staying at home alone, or he will take her to the company tomorrow, so he should be relaxed.

"What are you trying to tell me" He Mingyuan saw Qiao Zixin's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping.

"I'm sticking to you like this, won't you be annoyed," Qiao Zixin lowered his head and whispered.

"No," He Mingyuan looked at Qiao Zixin with his head bowed with his gentle eyes.

"Why are you so good to me? I often contradict you, my personality is not gentle enough, and I won't be coquettish like others, and I can't compare with those eldest ladies who are obedient in front of you," Qiao Zixin said and suddenly raised his head, wanting to see how He Mingyuan answered himself.

Qiao Zixin didn't know He Mingyuan, why was he so good to himself? No matter how he was, he didn't bother to give him a problem.

And when he had an accident, he always helped himself without complaint.

Hearing Qiao Zixin's words, He Mingyuan suddenly laughed, although it was rare for him to laugh, he looked good when he laughed.

But now Qiao Zixin doesn't have the heart to appreciate it.

His smile made Qiao Zixin even more uncertain.

"You also know that you are not gentle enough, and you often get into trouble. He Mingyuan said.

Qiao Zixin was even more panicked, what did he mean by this? Qiao Zixin looked at He Mingyuan with blank eyes.

Could it be that he hates himself very much? Just when Qiao Zixin felt hopeless.

He Mingyuan said, "But, I just like you like this, what should I do?"