Li Yan bit her lower lip tightly, then opened her mouth and asked, "Then didn't you sleep?" Her face was full of tears, the poignancy of pear blossoms with rain, and her delicate chin was still condensed with two teardrops, crumbling.

He Zun: "......"

didn't hear the man's reply, Li Yan let out a few more short and anxious cries, and asked stubbornly, "Is it!" Woo! ”

He Zun is not good at lying, and he doesn't have to lie when he sits in this position, and he doesn't disdain to lie.

So when the little woman didn't hear his response and didn't give up, He Zun told the truth, "Yes......"

The little woman made of water raised her hand and rubbed the tears on her face with the back of her hand, her eyes were red and swollen with peach, the tip of her nose was red, and her face was also red, not about shyness, but because of the outburst and catharsis of emotion.

"Are you in the office now? Is there a cubicle with a bed in the office? You lie down and rest! Li Yan's tone was slightly tough, and when the soft and soft milk cat voice was deliberately picked up, there was a lovely sense of seriousness, and the milk was fierce.

He Zun listened to this voice, his ears seemed to be numb, and after a while, a thin layer of powder floated on the tips of his ears.

The little woman's voice seemed to have a sense of healing, milky and sweet, dispelling a lot of tarsal tired haze.

He didn't speak for a while, and the little milk cat on the other side of the phone was anxious, "You go, you go!" She seemed to be a little fried, mixed with a little hoarse crying in a panic, as if to say, if he didn't go, she would cry to him immediately!

He Zun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in his heart, this little thing actually began to threaten him?

He Zun still didn't respond, but his body was very honest and got up from the black leather sofa, and his sturdy body seemed to be dyed with black gas.

The air pressure in the room is very low, and the oppressive feeling of domineering deprivation of people's breath sweeps all over every corner.

He Zun entered the private lounge specially set up in the office cubicle, which was fully equipped and not much different from the top-of-the-line presidential suite.

There is a lot of space, but because of his height of one meter nine and his strong aura, he was inexplicably cramped as soon as he entered.

The man leaned on the large bed of more than two meters, his tense and depressed nerves relaxed slightly, he unbuttoned the three buttons of his neckline, revealing his deep collarbones, and his short black hair was not so regular, a little messy and uninhibited, lazy like a black lion, cold but wild.

He said to his phone, "How do you make sure I can sleep?" ”

Feng Yanran, the hand of God in the medical field, has not cured him for five years, but has become more and more severe, and even serious drug rejection and physical rejection.

He knew that the little woman might indeed help him with his insomnia.

Because every night with a little woman, he managed to fall into a deep sleep.

It is impossible to say that his body's self-generated healing function on the verge of collapse kept him asleep.

Because he had confirmed that he could not sleep after leaving the little woman.

It's just that even if the little woman could put him to sleep, she wouldn't be by his side right now.

Could it be that he could fall asleep just by listening to the other person's voice?

He Zun questioned in his heart.

The next moment, he heard the little woman's voice begin to astringent, as if she was embarrassed, and she was a little stumbling in her nervousness, "That'...... Then I'...... I sing to put my husband to sleep? ”

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