She approached him, and he seemed to notice something, his brow furrowed deeper, but his head turned away, and he adjusted his position again and fell asleep.

She knew that their relationship was getting better, and he was gradually valuing her. However, for a little woman, she is not at all rare the money he gives, and she does not want it, her value can only be measured by cold money. She just wanted to...... When he was busy, he knew that there was someone waiting for him and caring about him. Even if he just casually greets, "I can't come back today."

She really hopes that in the future, the contact between them will not go through Secretary Cheng again.

This made her feel that even if Leng Sicheng valued her again, she was just an accessory, and never really valued her.

In the evening, Leng Sicheng asked her if she had made a wish for the meteor, and she said that she had made three wishes.

But in fact, those three wishes are also one wish: "I hope he likes me." I hope he likes me. I hope he likes me. ”

She liked him for ten years and was married for three years. For the past ten years, she has been standing in place waiting for him. She had been waiting for him without a problem, she only hoped that her waiting, would not become meaningless.

And now, seeing him lying on the couch, if she is asked to make a wish again, or she will change her wish: "First, I hope he will be healthy and safe, and second, I hope he will be well." Third, I hope I don't have to wait for him any longer. ”

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The next day.

Leng Sicheng slowly woke up in his sleep, only to feel that there was a heavy pressure on his heart, heavy.

And in line with this, he felt that his whole body was sore and swollen, and half of his body was numb.

Between his breaths, a very fine, indifferent fragrance wafted away, like wisps of perfume, sprayed on his heart, a little itchy.

Leng Sicheng opened his eyes with difficulty, only then did he realize that he didn't wash last night, didn't even change his shirt and trousers, his head was tilted, and his clothes were not covered, so he lay on the sofa and slept all night!

And no wonder he felt heavy, when he lowered his head, he found that half of his body was numb again - Gu Qingqing's head was lying on his chest, and half of his body was asleep against him! Her long hair spread out from his chest like a dark cloud, and a few strands of long hair mischievously covered half of her face, and she breathed in and out, and those strands of hair floated thinly with her light snort.

She was still sleeping, Leng Sicheng gently raised his neck, and watched her lie quietly on his chest, with her face sideways, and her two small hands were slightly clasped on his chest, one left and one right, rising and falling with the beating of his heart. In the morning light, she slept quietly, and her long eyelashes cast a shallow shadow.

He looked at it, and his eyes gradually softened.

She didn't dare to move, for fear of waking her up from sleep. Just craned his neck to look at him, trying to maintain the posture he had just had, even though his body was numb and unconscious.

But even so, Gu Qingqing gradually woke up.

He watched her eyelashes flapp, like a bird flapping its wings before flying, and then the hand on his heart slowly retracted, and then his body moved slightly, like a seedling about to break through the ground, and finally opened his eyes completely, looked around sleepily, and then raised his head, and his gaze met in the air.