But, what he did for her, did she know
If he knew, how could he not sleep so peacefully? If he didn't know, what should he do
"Da—" a slight sound brought Long Yutian back to his thoughts, and when he looked down, the little girl had turned over lazily, with one leg slumped under the sofa dishonestly.
The air conditioner is so low, and the sleeping posture is dishonest. It's no wonder that I don't get sick the next day!
Long Yutian stretched out his hand, carefully hugged Feng Mengmeng in his arms, walked back to the bedroom, and put her on the bed.
Mengmeng was a little confused when her body was lifted up into the air, but now that she was put down by Long Yutian like this, she subconsciously stretched out her claws and hooked Long Yutian's neck, for fear that she would fall off .
The sudden movement made Long Yutian slightly absent-minded, and his hands softened. With the strength of Feng Mengmeng's fall, he was pulled onto the bed and pressed directly against her soft body.
Feng Mengmeng, who was sleeping soundly, felt the weight on his body, opened his eyes in a daze, and glanced at the handsome man in front of him in a daze.
She smacked her mouth and muttered sleepily: "Big boss—why are you here?"
Long Yutian propped up his arms, afraid that his own strength would hurt her, stared at her eyes enchantingly and evilly, and teased: "If it's not this young master, who else could it be? Or, you hope it is who?"
Feng Mengmeng blinked and yawned lazily. She was confused, her mind was in a chaotic and blank state.
Sleepwalking, he answered: "No, Mr. President is so handsome and has a good figure, he is eye-catching, and he is warm in winter and cool in summer—hehe, it would be the best as an embroidered pillow!"
As he said that, he really stretched out a short leg, and unceremoniously wrapped it around Long Yutian's muscular waist in an octopus posture—
Quan regarded it as his own plush doll, with a small head, shrank into his arms, found a comfortable position, smacked his lips, and continued to sleep.
The green light in Long Yutian's eyes shrank slightly for two seconds, he lowered his head and poked her pouting lips, and said softly and lovingly; "What a grinder—"
——
When Feng Mengmeng opened his eyes again, he found that he was actually sleeping on the bed!
If she remembers correctly, she was honored to be "occupied by the magpie's nest" by the CEO last night. When did she counterattack
With bare feet, he poked his head out of the bedroom cautiously. The BOSS has already woken up, sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a cup of coffee, reading a newspaper.
Today, Long Yutian is wearing a white casual outfit and wearing a pair of light blue glasses. He has lost the coldness, arrogance and unapproachability of the past, and has added an approachable elegance——
However, a BOSS is a BOSS, no matter how you look at it, it is so perfect!
Misty shook his head in a nympho!
Feeling a strange little stare staring at him nakedly, Long Yutian put down the newspaper and fixed his eyes on Feng Mengmeng.
"Early in the morning, you looked at me with such charming little eyes. Could it be that you were so dazed by my young master's beauty?"
Feng Mengmeng covered his face. Why was he being teased by the CEO so early in the morning? Could it be that he was really that obvious
Scratching her hair, Feng Mengmeng tried her best to pretend nothing had happened, and changed the subject in a casual manner