The two of them slept extremely hard that night, one was having a hard time, and the other was having a hard time sleeping.
Qing Wu thought that falling asleep tonight would be a luxury.
She never knew that the naughty CEO of Jiayu International would make her life worse than death.
She sighed and was about to close her eyes when the door opened and the tatami she had worked so hard to move to block the door scraped against the floor, retreating in defeat.
Qingwu looked up and remained silent.
The person outside the door pushed for a while and became impatient, "Open the door, open the door! I'll come in and get my things!"
"I remember you took everything you should have taken ten minutes ago."
"What I just took was a summer quilt, not a pillow." The monster remained calm.
"Can you die if you take them together? Can you die!" Qingwu's head was surrounded by black lines, and she only regretted not holding a spittoon beside her to catch the blood spurting out of her mouth at any time!
"Open the door! How can you sleep without a pillow?" He continued confidently.
Helpless, Qingwu put on her coat, turned on the light, got out of bed, rolled up her sleeves and gritted her teeth to move the heavy tatami. The door opened instantly, and she glared at him with a dark face, "Hurry up, get out of here and leave!"
"
Ling Yansen strode in and stopped. The short and slender woman in front of him squinted her eyes and looked sleepy. The redness and swelling in her eyes had not completely subsided. Her messy hair was wrapped around her face, and she looked terribly lazy.
posture.
Her eyes moved, seeming to drift across the green tatami behind her. The corners of her mouth raised in an ambiguous arc. She walked to the cupboard with her tall figure and rummaged around for a while. She found a bubble pillow in her hand.
, he turned around and when he passed by her, his eyes lingered unscrupulously on her jade-white neck, and then on her collarbones that tightened and relaxed with her gentle breathing, and became full and round together.
This state of being able to only watch from a distance but not play with up close was simply torture for him. His slender hands clenched the pillow tightly, and he withdrew his gaze and reluctantly stepped up.
Sigh, despite the beautiful scenery and such an improper night, if he didn’t do something improper, he would be sorry for his ancestors! He will be punished...
Qingwu saw him walking out and hurriedly kicked the door. She gritted her teeth and pushed the tatami behind the door to block it.
go to bed.
Finally, he was about to fall asleep when there was another movement outside the door, and it was Ling Yansen's bastard voice again, "Ah Wu! Why do you keep closing the door? This is my room. I have put all my things in it. I need to get something from time to time.
It’s not convenient!”
Qingwu jumped up from the bed with a loud sound. The high-quality Simmons almost missed her. She finally managed to stabilize her body, but she couldn't control the fire in her chest. She gritted her teeth and said, "What did you not take this time?"
"I feel hot under the quilt. I want to put the quilt back." The forty-four-year-old kicked the door and the tatami moved back half an inch.
Qingwu clenched her fists, feeling that her head was about to explode with anger from him, "Mr. Ling, you can go to sleep first, and you can put the quilt back tomorrow morning!"
A beautiful hand touched her chin, and the roots of his green beard stood up, "Today's work is done today. I have always been very principled in doing things. Wherever Xia Liang was originally placed, it is no longer needed, so it must be put back where it was.
s position!"
Qingwu picked up the pillow towel and stuffed it into her mouth. If she didn't bite something to vent her anger, she would probably die from the gas.
But in the end, she got angry and wanted to kill him, but she still got out of bed, gritted her teeth, and struggled to move the tatami. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and regretted that tonight's meal was in vain.
After eating, the bath was in vain...
Ling Yansen stood at the door holding the quilt, looking at her out of breath, half-smiling but not smiling, and asked the questions only animals would ask, "What kind of exercise are you doing hiding in there and carrying me behind your back? Why are you so full?"
You are sweating profusely and still can't breathe?" After a pause, a faint gangster-like smile appeared on the monster's outline, and he pondered, "There are some exercises that only two people can save time and effort, and achieve twice the result with half the effort, Ah.
Wu, do you understand?"
That elegant and full of lingering pathos, A Wu's voice hit her trembling heart so impartially. His eyes were like deep pools, and the wind blew by, blowing waves of sparkling waves, so sparkling.
Shining in her foolish eyes.
Covering the hot skin on her cheeks, Qingwu felt indignant. After spending twelve minutes of thought, she forced herself to look away, secretly cursing, "It's fatal, it's fatal."
She stepped up angrily, snatched the summer quilt from his arms, threw it on the bed, and said angrily, "Can you leave?"
He shrugged and said yes, but his deep outlines were covered with a layer of blue and black, and his cheeks were clenched tightly. He was secretly annoyed. Sure enough, flirting with a rotten tree was not as practical as the last trip to Shu Road!
Ever since——
After another ten minutes, when the knock on the door rang again, Qingwu suddenly rolled out of bed, without putting on her shoes, ran to the door in a few steps, opened the door, and squeezed her teeth hard at him who was slightly surprised.
He smiled and said, "Mr. Ling, after one hour and twenty minutes of fighting so far, I have realized a truth. Let's change places. I sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed! This way you don't have to knock on the door every ten minutes.
Once the door is closed."
In her cold smile, Ling Yansen expressed her pain in the ass and cursed, Kuchiki, Kuchiki, you can be misunderstanding, but please, please don't misunderstand people's thoughts without authorization...
"You may have misunderstood..."
"Yes, I misunderstood! If you think that a beast always does gentlemanly things, you really think he is a gentleman! I was wrong, President Ling, I was really wrong. Comfortable things like the bed were born for you.
As for a little shrimp like me, I should roll onto the sofa consciously. Although I am a female shrimp, I know that in front of you, the idea of ladies first is completely equivalent to invalid! I immediately slept on the sofa and the bed was made.