"It seems that you have been dissatisfied with not taking care of you in the past few days?" He said, gently rubbing her face with his fingers, and the atmosphere became a little ambiguous for a while.

She instantly remembered the consequences of hiring him last time, and quickly shook his hand away, "Don't make trouble, I'll still work tomorrow, I'm going to bed, and you go back to sleep by yourself."

"I can't sleep." His lines were surprisingly similar to what she had said before.

Qu Yan couldn't help but hate herself for shooting herself in the foot. Didn't she say something similar to Ji Zhuoran?

Unexpectedly, he has come to learn something!

She twitched her lips and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Not very good," he brushed the hair in her ear, and then slowly said after a while, "go to sleep, don't bother you."

Anyway, we will come to Japan for a long time.

"It's good to know," Qu Yan turned over the quilt, feeling sleepy again, and drew back to the bed.

When she was about to retract her hand into the quilt, she suddenly realized that she was still holding Ji Zhuoran's hand.

She lowered her head and looked at her hand. She didn't know when she grabbed him. The movement was so natural that she didn't notice it for a while.

And he didn't seem to be leaving.

Qu Yan looked at him and then at his hand, somehow he felt relieved.

She moved a position in the bed, then let go of her hand, turned her back to him, and said dullly, "Sleep."

"Yeah." He replied softly, lying beside her kindly.

The bed in the second bedroom is a lap smaller than the bed in the master bedroom. The two people are a little crowded when they fall asleep, but they are more intimate.

Qu Yan felt the temperature from his body, continuously, as if turning the quilt into a big warm stove.

Lying in it, her nose was filled with the reassuring breath on his body, so she tilted her head and fell asleep quickly.

Before falling asleep in a daze, she seemed to hear his voice in her ear, "Thank you."

Outside the window, the night is deep and long.

At the same time, Du Ruocai sent away Xiaman who had been crying enough, and then returned to the office to see Cheng Feiyang asleep on the sofa in her office.

He looked tired, but there was a tinge of maturity on his once unruly face, which made him no longer have the frivolousness of the youthful frivolity before, and instead gave people a sense of reliability.

But Du Ruo looked at him, but suddenly felt that he didn't feel much.

It doesn't matter who he changes for.

"Shao Cheng," she said, waking him up.

Cheng Feiyang became confused, without noticing the change in her name for a while, and only said, "How's it going?"

"It's okay, Miss Xia will be sad for a while. If you want to comfort her, tomorrow, it's already late today." Du Ruo replied.

He felt something was wrong, and subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

"I should rest too. You look tired, so let's talk about anything later." Du Ruo said casually.

Anyway, he has already released his pigeons so many times, and it is not a big problem to delay for a while.

On the other hand, Cheng Fei raised the balcony, looking at Du Ruo in front of him, and then realized that something was wrong, so he asked, "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

"No dissatisfaction." She replied indifferently.

One month is only that long, and after she has survived this month, between them, it may be time to return to the original road, the bridge to the bridge, the road to return.

Maybe it should have been.