This night, Qiu Lingyang slept very well, and when he woke up, it was already three poles in the sun.

She only moved slightly, and her waist was tightly wrapped around the man's two strong arms, making her unable to move.

"Well, sleep with me a little longer."

Shang Xufeng's voice was not very sober in his ears, but he was still very domineering, and she couldn't refuse.

Qiu Lingyang had no choice but to obediently let him hold him and sleep with him for a while.

She didn't move, he hugged her tighter again, buried his head in her shoulder socket, and the breath of his breath sprayed evenly at the base of her ear, making the roots of her ear red all at once.

Qiu Lingyang was leaning back to him, and he couldn't see his expression, thinking that he was deliberately teasing her.

"Shang Xufeng, let me go." She said.

"Don't make a noise." The man said softly again.

Although the voice was soft, it sounded a little irritable, as if it was noisy until he went to sleep, and he would explode at any moment.

"What a domineering man." Qiu Lingyang made a conclusion about him in his heart.

knew that he couldn't be provoked, so she honestly let him hold it. After about half an hour, he still hugged her in such a domineering way that she felt like she was about to stiffen.

Moving, he quickly hugged her tighter again.

"You tell me to change positions, I can't move." Her strength couldn't compare with him, so she had to communicate with him out loud.

But after talking for a long time, I didn't see the man have any intention of letting go of her.

She squirmed around, finally freed up a space, and turned around angrily, wanting to scold him, but when she saw him sleeping, her heart instantly softened.

This man is recognized for his good looks, and when he sleeps, he loses his usual arrogance and looks like a big boy.

If he hadn't been nervous occasionally, and he would have been short-tempered and domineering, he would definitely attract a lot of girls.

Wrong!

Qiu Lingyang immediately denied this idea of his own.

Even if he is arrogant and arrogant, he is still a typical second ancestor of a loser, and there are still too many girls who like him.

If nothing else, let's take City A as an example.

Someone once conducted a survey in which women between the ages of eighteen and forty were randomly selected on the street and asked who their dream girl was.

More than ninety-eight percent of the answer is - the third young master of the merchant.

The facts tell her that no matter what kind of man he looks like, he is so attractive to women.

Qiu Lingyang felt extremely dissatisfied, just because he had a demonic face, he could do whatever he wanted, no matter what he did, no one would dislike him.

And she is different, she is because of her bad reputation, those men see her, like seeing poisonous snakes and beasts, everyone is afraid to avoid her.

Qiu Lingyang sighed silently, just avoid it, anyway, she doesn't want to have anything to do with those people, no matter what others think of her.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Shang Xufeng seemed to hear her sigh in his heart, half-opened his eyes and asked her, and stretched out another arm to hug her.

"It's noon." She said.

"Then you get up first, and I'll sleep for a while." When he has nothing to do, he must sleep well, otherwise he will definitely not have the heart to do anything else.

"Hmm." Qiu Lingyang got up like a run, turned on the phone after washing, and received a new message on his mobile phone.

The sender is: Qiu Yuankuan.

The content of the message is: Xiaoyang, come home, I have something to talk to you about.