Only two people occasionally flip the paper.
When Mo Yongheng finds that there is no water in the water cup. When he is ready to pour water, he looks up and finds Zheng Yan, who is sitting opposite him, is so sleepy that she falls asleep on the table.
She still holds a pencil in her right hand. She doesn't know what data to write in the book. She falls asleep in the middle of it.
Head on his arm, half face on his arm, toot mouth.
Curly hair naturally falls on the cheek.
Mingyan's facial features became a little naive.
Ink eternal eyes become gentle, put down the cup, go to her side.
She called twice softly.
Zheng Yan probably fell asleep and didn't respond at all.
If she continues to sleep like this, her arms will soon be numb by her pressure, and she will be very uncomfortable at that time.
Mo Yongheng's eyes swept around the office, and finally picked her up, steadily hugged her to the leather sofa, and put her on the sofa.
As soon as she was ready to take out her arm and cover her coat, Zheng Yan suddenly reached out to grab his arm and murmured.
"Big brother..."
“……”
Mo Yongheng's body is stiff and his eyes are staring at her in shock.
What did she just call him?
"Brother..." Zheng Yan grabs his hand and rubs it against her beautiful face, muttering again.
Ink eternal black eyes dim, not to say is disappointed or what, just stare at her childish sleeping face, some reluctant to look away.
"Don't you really remember me at all?"
Ink forever eyes droop, self talk.
Yes, the person she likes now, Fanyu, how about remembering him or not?
To her, he is just a nonessential old man.
Mo Yongheng just wants to stand up and finds Zheng Yan holding his hand tightly.
Like children sleeping, holding their favorite toys, no one can come out.
Mo Yongheng is just about to take out his hand. Zheng Yanli groans unhappily, holds his arm and turns over.
In order to match her sleeping posture, Mo Yongheng's body twisted into a strange posture, and the whole person propped up above her body.
Or one hand on the body!
This posture is very laborious. It's OK for a while. He's afraid that he can't do it for a night.
But looking at her lovely sleeping face, he was reluctant to wake her up.
Some familiar pictures flashed in his mind, and he opened his lips with devils: "you let go of it, and I will give you sugar tomorrow."
"Chocolate..."
Zheng Yan does not want to answer, and then the next second, really let go.
Rub your cheek against the sofa, and you will sleep safely.
Mo Yongheng's eyes become complicated and half ring, forgetting what he wants to do, just staring at her.
Almost out of control, shake her up and tell her who he is!
But he can't
Mo Yongheng sits back at his desk. It's already an hour later. When he looks up, he can see her. A rare arc rises from the corner of his mouth.
-Zheng Yan has a dream.
I dreamed that the elder brother of the next house was not dead. I gave her chocolates and praised her for being good. I wanted to marry her as my daughter-in-law.
She was glad to be ready to rush into his arms, and a dazzling sunshine woke her up.
Kneading his eyes and sitting up from the sofa, he saw Mo Yongheng sitting in front of her, staring at her with black eyes!