My head still hurts badly, and I seem to have a fever.

Qin Wan glanced at the time on his watch, it was only about nine o'clock in the morning.

She pressed the landline, "Cancel all appointments for today." ”

The secretary agreed, "Okay, Mr. Qin." ”

Qin Wan got up and went to the lounge.

She wants to sleep well for a while, otherwise if she attends the drinking party in this state tonight, I am afraid that she will be judged again, and even the Night Lord will laugh at her in her heart!

He frowned again, not wanting to think about him anymore.

Qin Wan opened the sliding door of the rest room and walked in, and the facilities inside were also readily available.

She lay down with her clothes on, her eyes were heavy, and in a moment she fell asleep.

The office was completely quiet, so quiet that you could even hear her breathing, slightly heavy, with a slight feeling of illness......

Time flies, and it's time for lunch.

The secretary also went to the restaurant downstairs to eat, and the entire fifty-ninth floor was quiet.

Bite!

The elevator doors opened.

A pair of slender legs stepped out of it, the trousers were straight, and the posture was high, and this outfit alone was already full of aura and extraordinary.

Looking again, it turned out that the Nightlord was here.

He had already become a defeated of her subordinates, and he hadn't seen her in the morning, and he missed her very much, thinking about her, was she angry? If she goes to her now, will she be the same as she was after the last argument?

With this in mind, he still took the initiative to come to her.

Pushing open the office door, it was empty, but Nightlord knew she hadn't left the company.

Sharp-eyed, he saw that the sliding door in front of him was open, and he walked over, and his eyes fell on the big bed.

Sure enough, Qin Wan was curled up and lying there, and when she got closer, she found that her eyebrows were twisted, and she didn't seem to be sleeping well.

The air conditioning in the office was so strong that she didn't even know how to cover the quilt before resting.

At that moment, Yejue's eyebrows were also twisted, and while feeling sorry for her, he had gently pulled the quilt on the side to cover her.

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed, his gaze focused and affectionate on her face.

Miraculously, the mood that has been up and down for a day and a night is slowly getting better.

And in the silence, there was a tempting voice ringing in his ears, so that he involuntarily raised his hand and gently brushed the hair on her cheek aside.

Nightlord sighed and asked, "What should I do with you?" "Why does it always make him so helpless?

He found that if he was strong, she would say more annoying things if she was stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat, and in the end, he was the only one who hurt and hurt.

But she blindly forbears and retreats, when will she discover this intention?

- What a disobedient woman! It makes people love and hate, and it's hard to let go!

Yejue was sneering in his heart, but the eyes that fell on her were surprisingly gentle and warm, like a round of delicate sun.

How much he wanted to hold her in his arms, and then tell her openly that he liked her, loved her, and wanted to give her the best in the world with both hands!

But what about her? Does she care about this feeling?

Or would she be afraid to avoid it when she found out? Will he be turned away from the door because of Yun Yang's relationship?

Nightlord had never been as afraid of defeat as he was for her.