As soon as Qiao Anhao opened the bathroom door, he saw Lu Jinnian coming back from taking a shower in the next room, wearing pajamas, sitting on the bed - the position he was used to sleeping in, with his hands behind his head, his eyes closed and pretending to sleep.

Qiao Anhao didn't even see Lu Jinnian's expression clearly, so he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, walked to the dresser with his eyes down, and sat down.

The mirror of the dresser is facing the bed, and every time Qiao Anhao looks in the mirror, he can always see Lu Jinnian through the mirror.

At the beginning, Qiao Anhao only dared to glance at the man in a hurry, but when she had more times, she found that the man had always closed his eyes, as if he was really asleep, and Qiao Anhao dared to look at Lu Jinnian silently through the mirror when applying cosmetics.

His face, Qiao An can fully imagine it with her eyes closed, but from the first time she met him thirteen years ago, to now, as long as she looks at his face, she will have a feeling of being amazed every time.

I don't know if he closed his eyes and lost his cold and indifferent gaze, but the cold aura unique to his whole body dissipated a lot, lining his whole face, and the lines softened a lot.

Joan was so fascinated by her good looks that she poured the lotion onto a cotton pad and forgot to apply it to her face.

Although this is just her secret crush alone, but being able to look at her so quietly, there will always be an indescribable warmth and happiness in her heart.

If he was awake with his eyes open, she would never dare to look at him like this, because she would always look at him and be fascinated by him, and then he would see the unknown things that he was hiding in his heart.

Qiao An's eyebrows and eyes became gentle, she couldn't help but raise her hand, gently touched Lu Jinnian's face reflected in the dresser mirror, and then couldn't help but take her fingers and depict Lu Jinnian's outline on the mirror, and then stroked Lu Jinnian's eyebrows, nose, and finally Qiao An's good fingers stopped on Lu Jinnian's pale red lips.

In her mind, she instantly remembered the feeling she felt when she took the initiative to kiss his lips on the night three months ago.

Even after three months, she still vividly remembers the softness and warmth of his lips.

Qiao Anhao's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, and her fingers rubbed over and over again on his lips reflected in the mirror.

Just when Qiao An was about to be completely immersed in the world of her secret crush, suddenly a reminder of a mobile phone text message sounded in the room, and then Lu Jinnian, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be noisy, frowned slightly, Qiao An suddenly seemed to be frightened, reflexively retracted his hand, and hurriedly took the cotton pad with the lotion poured and wiped it on his face.