Chapter 150: I'll Be With You (2)

At half past twelve in the morning, Mu Nuanyang still didn't fall asleep.

Obviously she was extremely sleepy, and she didn't want to think nonsense, but her brain didn't listen to her at all, like a spinning top that couldn't stop, spinning rapidly.

She's really going to break down!

I wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, her head hurt so badly that she couldn't help but slap her forehead with her hand.

The mood has started to get irritable!

In the end, Mu Nuanyan suddenly lifted the thin quilt and sat up, picked up the mobile phone from the bedside table, and walked out as if he was choked.

Since you can't sleep, don't sleep at all.

She went to the balcony to watch a TV series with a cool breeze, preferably because she caught a cold. If you have a cold and fever, you can get a good night's sleep.

With Chu Yunqing here, she was very relieved of Luo Luo.

Although Chu Yunqing is a novice dad, his care for Luo Luo is by no means inferior to her, a wet nurse who has been experienced for more than three years.

She didn't even get an hour of good sleep for two days and one night, and even if she was calm, it would be difficult for her to calm down again.

If she had been suffering from insomnia like this, she would definitely have depression.

At the same time, in the study.

Because he didn't go to the company in the past few days, he was busy with family affairs during the day, and the work backlog was like a mountain of the five elements, so Chu Yunqing had to work overtime late at night to deal with work.

After reading an annual analysis report, Chu Yunqing couldn't help but yawn, he was so sleepy, he had to get up early tomorrow, so he turned off the computer and prepared to go to the bedroom to sleep.

Coming out of the study, I faintly heard the sound of a man talking downstairs, and the sound of weapons colliding.

Chu Yunqing paused suddenly, raised his eyebrows with thick tiredness, and then walked downstairs.

It was dark downstairs, except for the flickering light from the glass windows.

Through the faint light, I could vaguely see the figure projected on the glass.

It's so late, why hasn't she slept yet?

Also ran out to the balcony alone, as if watching TV.

Chu Yunqing's footsteps were very light, and Mu Nuanyang only noticed it when he walked to the living room.

When Mu Nuanyang turned around, Chu Yunqing happened to turn on the floor lamp.

The living room lit up, Chu Yunqing lifted his eyes, staring at the shadowy little face through the glass window, although he couldn't see it clearly, he could still notice that her palm-sized goose egg face had wrinkled into walnuts.

"Why haven't you slept so late?" Chu Yunqing pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and asked.

"I can't sleep!" Mu Nuanyang, who was sitting in the white rocking chair, raised her head, stared at the man with puffy apricot eyes, and said hoarsely.

"It's too cold outside, so come to the living room." Saying that, Chu Yunqing wanted to turn around, "I'll go give you a hot cup of milk." ”

"No need." Mu Nuanyang got up, shook his head and said, "It's useless at all!" ”

"Is insomnia serious?" Chu Yunqing, who had already turned around, suddenly turned around, his eyebrows frowning unconsciously.

What he feared happened anyway.

Without the help of medication, she really couldn't sleep peacefully.

"Hmm!" Mu Nuanyang didn't hide it and nodded.

"After sending Luo Luo tomorrow, I'll take you to the hospital to have a look." There was a deep concern in his heart, and his hand seemed to be not controlled by his own consciousness, and Chu Yunqing clasped the woman's cold and slender wrist.

Without waiting for Mu Nuanyang to speak, Chu Yunqing glanced at her deeply, and then said, "I'll accompany you!" When you're asleep, I'll leave. ”

Chu Yunqing thought that the fundamental reason for Mu Nuanyang's insomnia was because he had not yet come out of that tragic accident and had no sense of security.

"------ good~" Biting his lip and thinking for three seconds, Mu Nuanyang responded.

In fact, Mu Nuanyang's mind was a little trance at this time, and even she herself was a little unclear, whether she said the word 'good' or not.

In fact, she was saying the word 'good'.