I don't know how long I slept, Song Zhenghui opened her eyes in a daze.

In front of her was a pale gray wall, which was completely different from the green wall of the rental house she had seen on the Internet before, and she couldn't help but complain that she had slept for too long and her eyes were sleeping, and the green could be seen as gray.

She simply closed her eyes and prepared to sleep for a while, but as soon as she turned over, the clothes wrapped around her body suddenly made her nervous. How did I get back last night, and why am I completely unimpressed?

I only remember getting into Qiu Yiqing's car and falling asleep......

But Qiu Yiqing doesn't know where my rental address is?

So where am I now?

Song Zhenghui didn't dare to think about it, so she immediately sat up, lowered her head and checked that the clothes on her body were intact, so she was a little relieved.

Before he could take a closer look, there was a burst of footsteps outside the door, which frightened Song Zhenghui and immediately lay down on the bed again, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and pretended to be asleep to wait and see.

Qiu Yiqing cautiously opened the door and walked in with bread and milk. Seeing her wrapped in a quilt, I thought she felt cold, so she quickly raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, and spread the blanket on Song Zhenghui's body smoothly, for fear that she would catch a cold.

Song Zhenghui really wanted to cry without tears, she regretted it a little now, it seemed a little hot to hide in the quilt, especially after Qiu Yiqing added a blanket, her back was as hot as a fire.

couldn't help it, she pretended to be a dream, kicked the quilt with her foot, inadvertently exposed her arm by the way, and finally didn't forget to smack her lips as if nothing happened.

It's so cool, it's finally not that hot. Song Zhenghui quietly glanced at Qiu Yiqing, who was not aware of anything, and her heart blossomed, she suddenly felt that her acting skills were good, and she had already known that Yang Yumeng was going to play his girlfriend, it was so interesting.

And Qiu Yiqing, who was sitting on the side, was a little surprised when he looked up and saw the quilt that was half kicked on the ground, he didn't expect such a big person to sleep so dishonestly. got up quietly and slowly put the quilt on Song Zhenghui's body, and even carefully pressed the corners.

Song Zhenghui, who pretended to be dead, ran out of options, and silently prayed in his heart that Qiu Yiqing would go out quickly.

But God always likes to stumble on us.

Qiu Yiqing had no intention of leaving, sat on the sofa next to the bed and started to work, staring at the computer screen with serious eyes, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, and looking up from time to time to pay attention to Song Zhenghui's dynamics.

Qiu Yiqing can wait, but Song Zhenghui can't wait. She felt like she was about to turn into boiled shrimp, and she could feel sweat all over her body, and her clothes were sticking to her skin, and the sticky feeling was very uncomfortable. She reached out of the covers with her hands and deliberately rubbed her eyes to make some noise.

Qiu Yiqing hurriedly noticed and ran over, "Are you awake?"

Song Zhenghui pretended to be frightened, "Why are you here, where is this? What time is it?"

Qiu Yiqing felt that he was abrupt, and touched his nose with some embarrassment, and blocked the already red ear with his hand. "You fell asleep, I didn't know you lived so I brought you to my house. Don't worry, I'm afraid you won't sleep well just came in. It's half past two in the night. ”

Song Zhenghui looked at the man in front of him, he had always been an arrogant and confident leader in front of people, but now he looked like a child who had made a mistake in front of her, this feeling was weird, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, I see. Why haven't you slept so late?"

"There's still some work to be done. Qiu Yiqing seems to have long been accustomed to this point and is still working, still full of energy, and he can't see sleepiness.

Song Zhenghui felt that such a lifestyle was too unhealthy, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Aren't you afraid of sudden death? The work is inexhaustible, and life is your own ......"

Qiu Yiqing, who was scolded, had tenderness in his eyes and a smile on his mouth, so he looked at her with his hands on his chest.

After talking for a long time, Song Zhenghui noticed something unusual, and looked up at Qiu Yiqing, "Hey, what are you laughing at, be careful that no one cares about you if you die suddenly." ”

Her angry and corrupt appearance is very cute.

Qiu Yiqing involuntarily raised his hand to caress her hair, and took her in his arms, "Song Zhenghui, give me a chance, let's try it together." ”

This was something she didn't expect, she was a little dazed, her nose was full of the faint smell of laundry detergent on his body, it smelled refreshing, as if she was being pulled by a kind of magic, and whispered, "Okay." ”

Qiu Yiqing swore that tonight was his happiest day, and he couldn't help but feel a little more strong in his hands, and hugged Song Zhenghui tightly, as if the dream was shattered in the next second, and everything returned to reality.

The sense of urgency on his body made the stunned Song Zhenghui sober up suddenly, "Qiu Yiqing, what are you doing, let go of me quickly." ”

"No, you promised me and I'll give it a try. "Qiu Yiqing is like a child who is relevant, where is he willing to let go.

"I know, I know, try, try, try, you let go of me, I'm strangulation. Song Zhenghui was a little out of breath when he was hugged, and he used all his strength to pound Qiu Yiqing's shoulder with his fist.

When Qiu Yiqing heard the satisfactory answer, he hurriedly let go of Song Zhenghui and stared at Song Zhenghui, and the two looked at each other and smiled as if they coincidentally.