Fascinated by her eyes, Yan Mixin lay comfortably on Jun Zhiyuan's armchair. Even if she was thinking about problems, she could think so comfortably. Gradually, darkness came,

Those beautiful big eyes have been completely covered by eyelids, and the slightly raised long eyelashes tremble from time to time. She looks like a sleeping beauty, waiting for her prince to kiss her and wake her up?

With her eyes closed, Yan Mixin was like a lifeless doll. The cold temperament in her whole body was swept away, leaving behind a strange calm, beautiful and moving.

It is so peaceful and beautiful that it is dazzling, as beautiful and lovely as a Barbie doll, especially the facial features that seem to be painted with a brush, which captivates the country and the city and attracts the hearts of the people.

She can enchant people's hearts by just lying there quietly without making any movements, let alone when she reminds them, her eyes and smiles can make people fall in love with her under her pomegranate skirt.

The questions and entanglements in her heart were not enough to overcome her tired body, because she had been sorting out information these past few days and working day and night.

Even a machine would still have a rest, let alone a human being? After all, she fell into a deep sleep due to fatigue. She forgot where she was and what she had to rush next.

An agent, the pride of the secret service world, would sleep so soundly in other people's offices without even waking up at all. Although Jun Zhiyuan is the biggest wolf around Yan Mixin,

But Yan Mixin subconsciously believed in him and trusted him, otherwise she would not have slept in Jun Zhiyuan's office unprepared.

What does this prove? No one is going to explore it. Even Yan Mixin might be surprised by her trust in Jun Zhiyuan.

At this moment, Jun Zhiyuan walked out of the room. When his expressionless and handsome face saw Yan Mixin sleeping on his chair, his eyes showed tenderness that he had never seen before.

With a gentle smile on his lips and a warm heart, Jun Zhiyuan returned to the inner room again. When he came out, he held a thin blanket in his hand and walked softly to Yan Mixin.

He covered Yan Mixin's body with gentle and skillful movements, and gently turned off the computer that was on. At this time, he also saw the open email,
Chapter completed!