Mu Li did not remind her, but she felt she had arrived there and left the elevator with his support.
Soon at the door, they came in, and Mu Li pointed at the bathroom. "Go take a shower."
She nodded, but stood still.
It took him a moment before he went to his room, fetched a bathrobe, and handed it to Lin Qing. "Put this on after the shower."
She took the bathrobe and walked to the bathroom.
Mu Li sat down on the sofa. He grabbed the remote control on the tea table, turned on the TV, and switched to the military channel.
Ten minutes later, he heard some noise at the bathroom door, turned his eyes and saw Lin Qing out.
He was shocked for a while, to be honest.
Lin Qing was more than twenty centimeters shorter than him, and she was slim, so his bathrobe must be ill-fitting for her, but it now became an ankle-length dress on her with her collarbone and upper chest in the air.
Mu Li couldn"t help but notice her gorgeous collarbone and her white, tender skin above like the mutton-fat white jade in the rough. It was breathtakingly beautiful.
Lin Qing walked to him, and said in a low voice. "I am done."
Mu Li snapped back into his normal status, and put the remote control into her hand. "Switch channels if you want while I go take a shower."
Mu Li stood up and headed for the bathroom. Before getting in, he looked back at Lin Qing and found her standing absent-minded in front of the sofa.
If someone told him that when he got out of the shower Lin Qing would still be standing in front of the sofa in the same posture, he wouldn"t doubt it.
However, just after he entered the bathroom and closed the door, Lin Qing flopped down on the sofa.
She was kind of sober after the vomiting, but because of the alcohol in her body she really could not open her eyes.
When she collapsed, she knew she was in a stranger"s house and she also knew she was drunk.
But she never knew what would happen next.
What happened next was indeed beyond her imagination.
Many years later when Lin Qing recalled the night, she could not even remember how her fate had changed.
Ten minutes later, Mu Li came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe while drying his hair.
He was ready to see Lin Qing standing motionless like a zombie in front of the sofa, but as soon as he came out, he caught sight of her lying on the sofa.
Was she born defenseless, or was she so drunk that she thought she was in her own house?
Mu Li walked to the sofa, squatting down.
It was so quiet at night that he could hear her light breathing sound. He turned his eyes to her face.
A small face, plain and clean, with natural delicate facial features. She would look gorgeous either in light or heavy makeup. The only word that occurred to him when he looked at her was "comfortable".
Perhaps he did not dislike her. He picked her up from the sofa and walked towards the room.
After putting Lin Qing on his bed, he stood beside the bed, hands in his pockets, staring at her quietly.
And in his silent stare, Lin Qing wriggled in the quilt and curled herself into a baby in the womb, hands tightly embracing her chest.
It seemed she was dreaming, and her brows furrowed slightly as she puckered her lips.
Mu Li could not help but think of the wedding before: when she heard Chen Qudong and his bride said yes to each other, she kept drinking white liquor.
If she was dreaming at this moment, was Chen Qudong in her dream?
Unconsciously, Mu Li reached out and put his fingers between her eyebrows with gentle strokes....
It was amazing that his gentle strokes did stop her from frowning. She went back to a secure normal position, and fell into a deep sleep so that even thunder would not be able to wake her up.
He smiled, turned off the light, and went to his master bedroom.
Right, he settled her in a guest room. He would not take advantage of her in such a situation.
But he was looking forward to her reaction when she woke up the next morning.