Rejecting the housekeeper's kindness to let her use a wheelchair, Yan Wei went back to her room little by little.

Lying on the soft big bed, Yan Wei stretched comfortably, and the tiredness that had been hidden only then came up from her body.

Drowsiness hit, Yan Wei involuntarily closed her eyes and fell into a dark and sweet dream.

The plane landed on the tarmac with a strong air current, and Ling Yue stepped off the plane with his worries about Yan Wei.

His wound hadn't healed completely, and too much movement could easily cause it to burst, but now he couldn't imagine what would happen to his wound.

Qi Cheng's affairs in Africa have come to an end for the time being, he has already packed his baggage and returned to Dongshi, and today is Ling Yue, who he came to pick up.

"Why did you come back suddenly, isn't it still early for things to happen in Ye Cheng?" Qi Cheng said strangely, and he also looked behind him again, his eyes dripping, as if he was looking for a certain figure.

After looking for a long time, there were only Ling Yue and the crew members, Qi Cheng asked, "Where is Yan Wei?" She didn't come back with you? ”

"She's been back beforehand." Ling Yue said lightly, as soon as he sat down, he instructed the driver: "Go home now." ”

Qi Cheng muttered, "If you are in such a hurry to go home, you must want to see Yan Wei." ”

He said, it's so dignified, why do you have to come back, it turns out that the beauty is not around, and I miss the beauty.

The thief smiled, and Qi Cheng stretched his voice: "I haven't seen you for a day, like every three autumns——"

Ling Yue didn't bother to pay attention to him, and let him play a one-man show there.

Qi Cheng talked for a long time, and seeing that Ling Yue still ignored him, he had no choice but to cut the topic back to the normal channel.

The two of them talked about work, and before they knew it, they arrived at Ling's house.

Qi Cheng looked at the gate of Ling Mansion, and suddenly had a narrow thought, he said to Ling Yue seriously: "We have known each other for many years, right?" ”

Ling Yue nodded.

"My work is absolutely impeccable!"

Ling Yue thought about it for a moment and nodded very respectfully.

"It's so late, shouldn't you let me in for a meal?" Qi Cheng finally said his purpose.

The car just stopped, Ling Yue looked at him coldly, turned to the driver and said, "Send him back to his home." ”

The driver was very discerning and locked the door of Qi Cheng directly, and it was impossible for Qi Cheng to get out of the car even if he wanted to be cheeky.

In the end, Qi Cheng could only look at Ling Yue's back and accuse him with grievances: "Inhuman capitalist! ”

Turned his head and complained to the driver: "Why do you face Ling Yue every time!" ”

The driver didn't speak, but replied to him with his thoughts: "Qi Suke, it's the president who pays me a salary, not you." ”

As if greeting Yan Wei, the housekeeper was by the door early, and when he saw Ling Yue, his eyes lit up: "Young Master, I'm going home." ”

After not seeing the housekeeper for many days, Ling Yue also felt very cordial, he asked a few words casually, and the topic turned to Yan Wei: "Where is Yan Wei?" ”

"The young lady is in her room and has never come out." The butler replied that he knew everything about the Ling Mansion.

Ling Yue nodded and went directly to Yan Wei's room.

Yan Wei was sleeping soundly, and she didn't know that someone had come in, her black hair was scattered, and some of them ran mischievously to her face. It looks very cute.

Ling Yue stretched out his finger and gently poked her face, Yan Wei pouted and turned over.

Yan Wei like this suddenly made Ling Yue's heart playful, and he had a bad taste that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Poking your face, dragging your hair, pinching your nose, and not waking people up, it's a little harassment.

Yan Wei in the dream was in trouble, and wanted to wave his hand to open this annoying "fly", but Ling Yue had already shifted his position.

When Ling Yue finally had enough, Yan Wei was about to be woken up by him, but Ling Yue was not ready to wake her up, but instead reached out and gently patted her back, like coaxing a child to put her to sleep again.

Lying on the bed like this, Ling Yue unconsciously felt sleepy, he was still dealing with things on the plane, and the high-intensity non-stop work made him very tired.

With his long eyelashes hanging down, Ling Yue hugged Yan Wei and fell asleep unconsciously.

The cold face on weekdays is full of peace and softness at the moment.

Yan Wei had a dream, in which she was running in the jungle, surrounded by a cool wind, blowing her hair and bringing the feeling of being about to fly.

But suddenly, she ran to a hot place, which was just a little stuffy at first, but the more she went, the warmer it became.

If you go any further, you will most likely die of heat...... Yan Wei retreated and wanted to leave this place.

She wanted to go, but she couldn't, because at some point, the vines that were hanging quietly suddenly flew up in the air, and flew towards her as if they had a spirit.

Up and down, left and right, densely full of flying vines, Yan Wei had no way to avoid it, so she could only let those vines tie her up in a circle, densely packed, leaving only her head exposed.

Those vines are also hot, and Yan Wei is like being in a furnace, hot and breathless.

She wanted to shout for help, but her voice was out of her voice, and she couldn't say a word, so she could only struggle desperately, hoping that she could get rid of the vine's control......

"Yan Wei, Yan Wei, what's wrong with you?" The sound of cutting came from his ears, and the suffocating and stuffy feeling on Yan Wei's body disappeared.

She opened her heavy eyelids and tried to adjust to the light in front of her, only to realize that there was already someone next to her.

"Ling Yue, are you back?" She was pleasantly surprised, and woke up to see the person she liked by her side, and the best thing in life was nothing more than that.

Ling Yue gently brushed away the strands of Yan Wei's hair scattered on his face, "Yes, I'm back." ”

Yan Wei ran away most of the time from sleepiness, and sat up straight only to find that there was a quilt covering the two of them.

Ling Yue's voice when he just woke up was lazy and low, stopping in his ears as if someone had inadvertently plucked the strings.

"The temperature of the air conditioner is turned on so low, and I don't cover the quilt, do you want to catch a cold?" He supported his head with one hand and slowly combed Yan Wei's long fluffy hair with the other.

"It's not you." Yan Wei leaned against the crook of Ling Yue's arm, squinting comfortably.

There was sweetness in the air, and neither of the two of them spoke, quietly enjoying the warm time of waking up.

In this warm embrace, Yan Wei suddenly thought of the dream she had just had.

Sweltering, entangled......

Is it because Ling Yue has been holding her that he has this kind of dream?

"Did you just sleep with me in your arms?" Yan Wei half-closed his eyes and asked lazily.