Feng Jue thought she was awake, and his body stiffened and he instantly forgot how to react.

Ning Qianqian was sleeping in a daze and unconsciously rubbed into Feng Jue's arms.

The familiar temperature and breath wrapped her around her and wrapped her into a deeper dream.

Feng Jue breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the person in his arms showed no sign of waking up.

He tucked the quilt for Ning Qianqian and gently smoothed her frown brows.

In fact, he never wanted to investigate her.

But when he learned that his wife had a boyfriend outside, his mind was like a strong wind passing by, and it was a mess.

He was determined to find out clearly and wanted to confirm that all this was a misunderstanding.

But who knows that the results of the investigation confirm this fact...

Unprecedented fear almost robbed his sanity.

He wanted to get a denial answer from Ning Qianqian's mouth, but things went against her wishes and she said nothing.

Their relationship fell to freezing point again.

Feng Jue stared at the woman in his arms, and a sigh overflowed from the corner of his lips.

He can handle hundreds of millions of projects without changing his face, but when he faces her, he will always be in chaos and lose control of his emotions.

...

In an elevator apartment.

A message sounded from the cell phone on the desk.

Song Yuan ran out of the bathroom in a hurry, holding a toothbrush in his mouth.

Click to open the message, it was Qianqian’s “good night” and a heart of love was added to it.

Song Yuan looked sweet and sat down to send a message to the other party, completely forgot that there was still a circle of toothpaste foam on his mouth.

After chatting for a while, he went to bed.

The next day, Song Yuan walked into the company's elevator. The elevator door was about to close, but Ning Qianqian's figure trotted into his sight.

He subconsciously pressed the door key of the elevator and waited for Ning Qianqian to get on the elevator.

"Thanks."

Ning Qianqian was out of breath and smiled politely at Song Yuan.

She was wearing a light-colored shirt and a hip-covered skirt, and her slim figure was undoubtedly revealed. Her long hair was like a waterfall, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her moist apricot eyes were slightly bent, and her smile was intoxicating.

Song Yuan looked at her foolishly, but she moved a few steps to the side, separated several colleagues from him, keeping a distance.

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, remembering the news of the chat between them, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He almost forgot.

She specifically emphasized in the news that she did not want to disclose their secret relationships and dialogues on weekdays.

This kind of sneaky relationship has a sense of stimulation that is indescribable.

Song Yuan was a little happy.

...

On this day, Ning Qianqian was arranged in full work.

When she finished her work, she was already an hour later than the time she got off work.

Ning Qianqian hurriedly packed up her things and left, but she ran into a man around the corner.

Song Yuan hurriedly held her and held her slender wrist, "Are you okay?"

Ning Qianqian stood firm and retreated, pulled out her wrist, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the road."

"You can just not fall." Song Yuan smiled meaningfully, and gently rubbed his fingers on his side, and the touch was still there.

Ning Qianqian was so uncomfortable that she was staring at her.

Since she and Song Yuan made it clear that they were married and there was no possibility of them with him, his attitude has become such a strange and close relationship.

It made Monk Ning Qianqian and Zhang Er confused.

She was about to say goodbye, but Song Yuan suddenly said in a familiar tone: "It's raining outside. I'll drive the car and take you home."

Ning Qianqian looked out the window.

Heavy rain was like a rush, and strong wind blew the green plants around.
Chapter completed!