Sheng Jingheng gave her the inner room to change clothes. He just needed to take off the outer sweater.

When Nanyue opened the inner door, he just washed his face. Several strands of hair in front of his forehead were wet, and they were all pushed to the back at will.

Looking at his fresh but handsome face, Nanyue could not help leaning against the door and looking at him, he had no choice but to ask.

"Did you sleep on the plane?"

He came back in such a hurry. After flying for more than ten hours, he only said that she had worked hard, but he didn't confide half a minute.

Sheng Jingheng dried his face, then looked at her and said, "sleep, my sleep time, don't need too much."

Also, South Vietnam stood straight: "then we can talk a little more."

After lying on the bed, South Vietnam found that the mattress was even softer than that in the hotel room. It wrapped her gently, and sleepiness came unconsciously.

After Sheng Jingheng lay down beside him, she unconsciously leaned over and leaned against him, smelling the familiar and reassuring breath.

"Did Mr. Sheng find out about Wu Xiaodie and Ni Yongtian?"

"Well," Sheng Jingheng lay on his side, gently hugged her and gently followed her back, "when they were young, they made too many enemies, so they didn't spend much effort."

Nan Yue closed his eyes and said, "you don't need to do this in the future."

"... huh?" Sheng Jingheng paused and looked down at her.

But she seems to be half awake: "because I will become more powerful."

Sheng Jingheng heard the speech and couldn't help smiling silently: "OK, Mr. Nan, sleep."

"Huh?" Hearing his name, Nanyue couldn't help opening his eyes and looking up at him slightly, "I'm serious, so you have to work harder, Mr. Sheng, to catch up with me."

Looking at her shining eyes, Sheng Jingheng's black eyes were like ink. He couldn't help raising his hand to help her close her eyes again. His voice was a little dumb: "well, have a good sleep now, and we'll talk about the rest later."

South Vietnam blinked slightly under his palm, then smiled and closed his eyes obediently.

She leaned closer, leaned lightly against his shoulder as a pillow, and felt his whole upper body, which seemed to be a little stiff, and had not relaxed for a long time.

South Vietnam couldn't help but feel a little impatient, so he just wanted to stay away so that he could have a good rest.

As a result, he buckled her in his arms and coaxed her with a low voice and Magnetism: "sleep."

"Well," Nanyue is really more and more sleepy. Misty, he asked softly, "but in this way, Mr. Sheng, you will be very hard?"

"It doesn't matter," Sheng Jingheng lowered his head and kissed her gently between her hair. "It's pleasant to have you."

South Vietnam slightly lifted the corners of his lips and didn't answer again.

The word "enjoy it" sounds more beautiful than any sweet words.

Both of them can control their sleep. As soon as the two hours arrive, they consciously open their eyes and are ready to almost reach their destination, and then they will get off.

Nanyue had a good sleep, but looking at Sheng Jingheng's unchanged dark eyes, I can't guess whether he was asleep or not.

Sheng Jingheng looked at her quietly for a while, raised his hand to trim her soft hair, then let go of her and sat up slowly.

"Would you like some hot milk?"

"Well," Nan Yue sat up, pulled his long hair back and smiled, "it's best to add some sugar."

Sheng Jingheng smelled the speech and couldn't help but reach out and gently scrape the tip of her nose: "no problem."