Bo Yeyuan, reeking of alcohol, walked in, his eyes bloodshot with tears, and collapsed onto the bed.
The bed was extra-large in size; Emperor Bo had always liked big beds for comfortable sleep... it didn't even seem large in this vast living room.
It seemed to him that he could smell a woman's scent, and it was the kind he liked the most.
Bo Yeyuan detested women, and so he was extremely sensitive to their scents, but oddly enough, he could tolerate Li Qiyu's... She had never stayed in this room, yet he sensed the intense smell of her!
Bo Yeyuan tore at his collar, unable to ease his discomfort.
Li Qiyu, sleeping sweetly with the little munchkin in her arms, was suddenly awakened when the large bed shook as someone collapsed onto it.
Bo Yeyuan lay on the bed, his pure masculine presence startling her into wide-eyed alertness. Under the faint moonlight, her eyes, accustomed to the dark, made out the man's profile, the British-looking face, his tightly clamped jaw.
