Little Death ...... It should be a little mourner like him! Jun Qidui looked at Ye Ning in front of him, and a strong jealousy of his own son rose again in his heart.

It seems that there will always be only a little mourning in her heart, when will he exist in her heart?!

"What the hell am I to you?" He muttered.

In an instant, even the driver in the front seat could feel that the atmosphere had become a little different, and there seemed to be a sense of tension in the air.

The driver quickly gathered his mind and continued to concentrate on driving, after all, the matter in the back seat at this time was not something that he, the driver, should care about.

However, Ye Ning, one of the parties involved, tilted his body directly, leaned on Jun Qidu's shoulder, and fell asleep, without answering Jun Qidu's question at all.

The sleeping face in front of "......" made Jun Dudu feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

She was drunk, and it was normal for her to fall asleep, but he seemed to be provoked by her, blocked in his chest, and couldn't go up or down.

She is the only one who will make him feel like this.

It's just that...... Jun Qidu's thin lips pursed slightly, and she adjusted her sitting position so that she could lean more comfortably. She didn't answer him, which might be a good thing.

If the answer she gives him is not what he wants to hear, then what will happen to him? Should you think that this is just her drunken gibberish, or should you think that she spits the truth after drinking?

So...... That's it, just sleep like that, maybe it's the best.

At least this way, he can also fantasize about her heart, he is not just Xiao Yan's father, but also the person she loves.

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The car drove to the front door of the big house in the Jun family's ancestral house, Ye Ning was sleeping quite well at this time, and he smashed his mouth from time to time, as if he hadn't eaten enough.

This looks so cute.

Jun Qidui carefully carried Ye Ning out of the car and walked towards the house. walked all the way up the stairs to Ye Ning's bedroom.

He carried her to the side of the bed and carefully placed her on the bed.

She was lying on the bed, the light futon, lined with her silver dress, dyed with the same beauty in the room where the moonlight penetrated.

It's as if her dress is blending in with the moonlight.

He looked at her in a daze, and finally restrained the desire in his heart, looking at the gem inlay on her dress, thinking of asking a maid to come and change her pajamas so that she could sleep more comfortably.

So, Jun Qidui picked up the internal phone placed at the head of the bed, intending to let the maid come up.

It's just that he hasn't pressed the number yet, but the person on the bed has already sat up with a frown, pulling the dress on his body with both hands, as if he thinks that the dress is uncomfortable to sleep on his body, and wants to pull it down.

"A-Ning, don't move, I'll ask the maid to help you change it out in a while." Jun said at dusk, afraid that if she came like this, these inlays on the dress would scratch her at that time.

But she still muttered, "I...... I want to change my pajamas, you help me with the ...... Zip unzip ......"

This sentence is like a test for him.

Of course he could help her, but she knew that it would be a kind of willpower punishment for him. She had no idea how much he wanted her.