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Chapter 69

"Yes."

Su Yao, who had not rested for a day and a night, was pale and ugly at this time, even the heavy foundation could not hide the fatigue on his face.

Mu Xiyuan looked at her with a frown and asked with concern, "Your face is very bad, were you tired yesterday?" ”

"No, I just didn't get a good night's rest last night."

"Be sure to take a break."

"Mr. Mu, I'm really sorry last night." For releasing his pigeons yesterday, Su Yao still felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's just that Xuanxuan is a little disappointed, let's let others go with me for a while, you can take a good rest."

"No, I'll go with you, I'm fine." She's just his secretary, she doesn't have so many privileges, and she has to do her part.

"Okay then." Mu Xiyuan didn't force her anymore.

held a regular meeting, Su Yao still drank porridge at noon, and then went to the small reception room to rest, squinted for nearly an hour, but was still sleepy, there was still a meeting to be held in the afternoon, although the doctor usually did not allow her to drink coffee, but she still made herself a cup to refresh.

Fortunately, the amount of this cup will not affect the heart too much.

The meeting lasted until six o'clock in the evening, and after she came back, she had to sort out the meeting minutes, but a cup of coffee really couldn't help her last so long, and after going back, it was suddenly dark in front of her, and her brain was temporarily unconscious, and she was about to fall, but fortunately someone helped her in time.

"Are you alright?"

Fortunately, this phenomenon was only short-lived, and she recovered immediately, she shook her head and took a small step back, "Thank you, Mr. Mu, I'm fine." ”

Mu Xiyuan naturally withdrew his hand, "The meeting minutes are not in a hurry, let's get off work, go back and rest early." ”

Su Yao knew that now was not the time to hold on, so he nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Mu, I will come over early tomorrow and sort out the meeting minutes." ”

After getting off work and going home, Lu Qingcheng hadn't come back yet, so she changed her clothes and fell asleep directly.

People who don't get enough sleep, once they fall asleep, they don't wake up until they are full.

Lu Qingcheng entered the house, and Steward Tong said, "Young master, the designer has already come, can you measure the size now?" ”

"What about her?"

Although he didn't name directly, Steward Tong immediately understood, "After I came back, I was on the third floor, and I never came down." ”

"Go and tell her to come down."

"Yes."

"No, I'll go."

He went to the third floor without even changing his clothes, and the door was unlocked, and it opened with a slight press.

Walking in, what caught his eye was the face lying on the bed, his face was not good, and the undulating arc of his chest was weak, which reminded him of the last time, she was also like this, weak as if she would leave anytime and anywhere, until now he still remembered Ji Hang's sentence 'Da Luo Immortal is also difficult to save'.

Lu Qingcheng's heart shrank suddenly, and he stepped forward, his palm covering her forehead.

Fortunately, there was no fever.

Lu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, he reached out and patted her cheek, "Get up." ”

The man on the bed frowned, his soft lips moved, and then he turned over, suddenly hugged his thigh, and hummed softly, "Let me sleep for a while, okay?" ”

The soft and glutinous voice was like being wrapped in honey, sweet into people's hearts, Lu Qingcheng stiffened, looked down at the thigh she was holding, that leg seemed to be under a spell, and it couldn't move or move.