[What's wrong with sleeping together? 】

……

The girl not only put her face over her,

He also divided the quilt on his body in half, covered the two of them inside, and wrapped them tightly.

Song Jingche almost immediately felt the heat of the other party's body.

When the skin is close to each other, the body temperature of each other is especially noticeable.

It's so warm on this cold night.

She didn't say anything, the whole person was like a fluffy little sloth, and she just hugged his neck and slept like this.

The feeling of soft hair rubbing against his face reminded Song Jingche of a cat, and the tip of his heart couldn't help but soften.

She must be tired......

Song Jingche also wanted to get a good night's sleep.

Sighing helplessly and with a slight smile, he picked up the girl and went to the bedroom.

I've done all that kind of intimate thing, what's wrong with sleeping together?

- In the long process of fighting depression, there were many times when he felt that he was really hypocritical.

Why is it that if someone else can accept something in peace, he can't?

He felt love and hope in her, and maybe, he should try to change slowly?

The two of them slept, and the bed quickly warmed up.

Tucked the corners of the quilt, Song Jingche hesitated, and gently dropped a feather-like kiss on the girl's forehead before closing his eyes and falling asleep......

……

He was woken up by the ringtone of a mobile phone.

His cell phone, ringing in his bedroom.

Outside the window was a faint light in the sky, and the sky was about to break, and the man next to him was sleeping deeply.

The bell was particularly piercing.

He slipped out of the bed and went to the next room.

The three words "Cui Zhiya" on the mobile phone screen are clearly dangling.

It's Song Jingche's agent.

If you look closely, there have been missed calls and unread messages before.

He had hurried home from the hotel before, and he had disappeared like this, and he understood their anxiety very well.

Perhaps, there is also the pressure exerted by a certain president.

Without any hesitation, she refused to answer Choi Ji-ah's call.

Then turn off your phone.

The whole world is clean.

After doing this, she went back to the bed.

Song Jingche was about tired and hadn't woken up yet, his long black eyelashes were curled, and his sleeping face was quiet and beautiful.

Tilting Huang sighed softly in his heart——

Her poor idol probably never knew what it was like to sleep until she woke up naturally.

……

It was bright and it was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

Song Jingche opened his eyes and habitually looked out the window.

The curtains were pulled halfway to reveal a bright daylight.

“！” He rolled over and sat up, his sleepiness almost gone.

Get out of bed and go to your room to find clothes to wear:

"What time is it? Is it so late? ”

I picked up my phone and found it turned off.

He was dressed and freshened up, and said to him:

"Don't panic, breakfast is ready, eat a little first."

Song Jingche responded, quickly finished washing, and sat down at the dining table.

Only then did he tell him that his agent was calling.

He frowned slightly, nodded, had calmed down, and began to eat.

When he was about to finish eating, he whispered:

"I know you don't like this kind of life, but you have a sense of responsibility and ......"

Ignoring the agent's call now is just a small revenge.

After that, you still have to go to work.

The phoenix is kind and seductive, and the voice is gentle:

"If there's something that makes you unhappy, you should stay away from it.

Why do you have to stick to it? ”

Song Jingche lowered his eyes, pursed his lips for a long time, and said slowly:

"Because, money, and dreams...... There could be something else. ”

Tilting Huang persuaded him: "Let's change the industry and do a good job~"