President's stand-in

Living room on the second floor——

In the room, the window was half-opened, and the breeze blowing in, lifted the warm-colored curtains, blowing away the ambiguous smell in the room.

The spilled porridge and shards of china had been cleaned off the floor, covered with a richly patterned Persian rug, and the mattresses had been replaced with new ones.

Rong Xingci raised his footsteps and walked to the bed, fell down, rolled up the quilt to wrap himself up, and closed his eyes exhausted physically and mentally.

He didn't sleep well last night, and he soon fell asleep after his head was empty.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the living room was pushed open from the outside.

Lou Ximu closed the door with his backhand, and walked lightly to the side of the big bed.

The knee of the right leg was kneeling on the mattress, and the soft bed was deeply sunken.

Lou Ximu leaned down, Cen Bo's lips moved close to his ear, and lowered his voice, "Xingci, can you hear me?"

"Hmm..." Rong Xingci, who was not sleeping very well, groaned, he frowned, not sure if he dreamed of something unhappy, or because he was disturbed.

"Wake up first, eh?" Lou Ximu coaxed.

Just now I forgot to tell him that Jin'er will stay for a few days.

He will go to the company later, thinking to tell him first so that he will not feel sudden.

"You're so noisy..." Rong Xingci raised his hand and almost slapped Lou Ximu's handsome face who was very close to him.

Lou Ximu clasped his wrist, kissed the back of his hand, and then put his hand into the thin quilt.

He knew to reply him while he was asleep, so he should be able to hear him, so Lou Ximu told him directly.

"Jin'er is injured, it's not convenient for him to walk, he will stay here for a few days, let me tell you." Lou Ximu stared at his sleeping face, saw that he didn't respond, wondered if he heard.

"Xingci, did you hear that?" Lou Ximu confirmed again.

Someone was talking in my ears all the time, Lou Ximu went to the airport to pick up Bai Yueguang last night, which caused him to not sleep well, now he just fell asleep and was woken up again, Rong Xingci was in a bad mood.

"Are you annoyed? It's so noisy. I'm going to sleep. Can't I talk about it later?" Rong Xingci said impatiently and irritably.

He didn't open his eyes to see Lou Ximu's face, but after venting his displeasure, he pulled the quilt up to the top of his head, covering his whole head.

Maybe it was really too sleepy, and soon Rong Xingci fell asleep again.

Lou Ximu looked at Rong Xingci who was wrapping himself into a ball, and hearing his shallow breathing, all anger disappeared in an instant.

He was very upset that he spoke to him in such an impatient tone just now.

But thinking of torturing him miserably last night, making him feel unwell, and now waking him up to sleep again, he finally persuaded himself to let him go.

His petted temper is getting bigger and bigger, but he is still eaten to death by him, and there is nothing he can do about him.

Lou Ximu looked at the bulging Rong Xingci for a while, then got up and left the living room...

Rong Xingci slept for a long time, but the quality of sleep was not very good.

Bizarre dreams followed and entangled him one after another, making it impossible for him to escape.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, the mobile phone on the low bedside cabinet was constantly buzzing and vibrating, which finally helped him escape from the dream.

Rong Xingci slowly opened his sleepy eyes, staring blankly at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling for a while.

Hearing the vibration of the phone again, he realized it later, reached out and took the phone over.

Seeing the note on the screen, Rong Xingci smiled slightly, and answered, "Hello, Li Zhou..."