Nahanjue reached for the phone, Qingge hooked his neck, pressed him down, and laughed, "Ha! You were fooled, I didn't cry, I was laughing, idiot!"
"You little girl!" It was rare to see Qingge look so lively and bright. Nahanjue was so excited that she brushed the hair away from her cheeks and kissed her lips hard.
Kissing her hard, he didn't know when he pressed her under him. Feeling her delicate and boneless body, he felt as if his soul was floating in the clouds.
"Ge'er, Ge'er... I love you..." He bit her earlobe and whispered.
"I love you too!" She responded, hugging his waist with her backhand.
"Ge'er...Ge'er..." The voice became smaller and smaller. Qingge opened her eyes curiously, and suddenly there was a black line. This pig actually fell asleep on her body!
Carefully laying him down on the pillow and covering him with a blanket, she lay beside him, resting her chin on her hands, looking at him with a smile.
He is so beautiful, with porcelain white skin, long eyelashes, and slightly upturned eyes. He is incredibly beautiful. I can't get enough of him in a lifetime!
With a contented sigh, she lay down, held his hand, and gently closed her eyes.
She knew that this night would be another night of sweet sleep.
When Qingge got up the next day, Nahanjue hadn't woken up yet.
It is indeed a pig, so capable of sleeping!
She kissed him between the eyebrows with a smile, and tiptoed to the bathroom to wash up. After she finished washing up, Na Hanjue was already awake, squinting his eyes, and lying lazily on the bedside, looking lazy and weak.
"What's wrong? You don't look good? Are you sick?" Qingge climbed onto the bed from the other side and reached out to touch his forehead.
"It's okay," Na Hanjue pinched her eyebrows, grabbed her little hand, put it to her lips and kissed her gently, "I'll go wash up and take you downstairs for dinner later."
When he got out of bed, his steps were a little frivolous, Qingge looked at him worriedly.
He was fine last night. What happened today?
After washing up, Na Hanjue still looked lackluster. There was a faint purple color under her eyes, as if she hadn't had a good rest.
"Did you not sleep well last night?" Qingge asked holding his face distressedly.
"Fortunately, I just had a nightmare all night." He pressed his temples, wondering why he had such a dream last night.
"What nightmare did you have? Is it terrible?" Qingge took his hand away and gently massaged his temples.
"It's nothing, I forgot something." Na Hanjue avoided Qing Ge's eyes with a guilty conscience.
He actually dreamed last night that his Ge'er was kissing another man, and going shopping and eating with other men. When he saw him, she was hugging the man and laughing, and then he went crazy and stabbed the man.
He was struck with countless knives and chopped into pieces.
How could he have such a dirty dream?
His songs are so good, how could he have such a dream and insult her?
Even if he is beaten to death, he will not tell Ge'er!!
"Well, it's just a dream. It's all fake. It's best to forget," Qingge slowly massaged his temples and said softly, "otherwise, don't go to the company today and rest at home for the day."
Na Hanjue smiled, held her hand, asked her to stop, put one arm around her shoulder, and walked downstairs, "Tomorrow, I will be with you at home tomorrow. There is a cooperation project to be signed today, can't I draw it?"
