She fell asleep next to Bo Qijin, and in the middle of the night, she heard the sound of rain outside and suddenly woke up.

Bo Qijin was still sleeping quietly, and his heart suddenly felt sour.

"Qi Jin, can you hear me?"

She muttered quietly, and fearing to wake him up, didn't continue.

The cold wind outside swept in, and she couldn't help but shudder.

It's already late autumn, and an autumn rain is cool to the bone marrow.

She was about to get up and close the window, when she suddenly found that her hand was firmly held by Bo Qijin.

Mu Nuannuan was stunned, she looked at his hand in a daze, when did he hold it?

She clearly remembered that she was holding his hand before falling asleep just now.

Looking at Bo Qijin's face again, his face was calm, not like he had woken up.

Even so, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, at least this way, he could already sense her presence.

She watched it all quietly, and suddenly her eyes turned red.

The biggest touch, it turned out to be nothing more than that.

The cold wind and rain outside were still raging, and Mu Nuannuan was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she had to gently break his hand and close the window.

I don't know why, the moment she closed the window, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, as if at this moment, she had isolated all the ordeal outside with this window.

The lights in the room were always on, and she didn't feel sleepy now.

Remembering that when she couldn't sleep before, Bo Qijin coaxed her to sleep, and she couldn't help but grin at the corner of her mouth, because she had very few cases of insomnia.

"Qi Jin, you said that in the future, how many children will we have? Is it better to be a boy or a girl, sir? ”

She couldn't help but think of these things, and felt a little funny.

"What is the name of the surname Bo? Can you follow my last name? ”

She couldn't negotiate anything by herself, so she had to give up.

The Bo family has its own genealogy, just like Qi Jin's brothers, who are from the "Jin" generation, and it is not her turn to make a decision.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but complain, "You haven't given me a formal wedding yet?" ”

I got married like that without knowing it at the beginning, and I felt really at a loss.

I don't know if he can hear it, his eyelids twitch slightly.

It was already very late at night, she glanced at the time on her phone, and suddenly saw a message from Yi Qianqian.

[Is Brother Qi Jin okay? ] 】

Yi Qianqian, who was rehearsing, received a short video from Mu Nuannuan.

Yi Qianqian knew that it was the middle of the night in China, and she didn't expect Mu Nuannuan to reply so quickly.

opened the video, it was Bo Qijin lying on a bed, very haggard, she had never seen him like that.

There was a sour feeling in my heart, not only because of Bo Qijin, but also because of Bo Zaiquan, who has always loved him.

She wished she was still in China, even if it was just to look at him.

[Please take good care of him, thank you.] 】

Yi Qianqian's mood was complicated, she didn't know what to reply, she struggled for a long time, and sent such a message back.

[I will, thank you.] 】

This incident seems to have shortened the distance between them.

Yi Qianqian is a daughter from a famous family, and after getting to know her, I found that she did not have the bad habits of a rich daughter.

Her temperament is so good and so talented, how enviable.

At first, they were hostile because the two of them had different family backgrounds and different positions.

Now it seems, these things have been broken.