Chapter 1522： I sleep on the sofa tonight

In such an environment, his character will inevitably become a little withdrawn and paranoid, and he has only seen the results without asking what happened.

For Qin Feimo, this is the only promise he can give. For Feng Jinglei, it was a charity, she couldn't afford it.

Lowering their heads, the two of them ate the white rice in the bowl with their own minds, and no one spoke again.

After having dinner and asking the staff to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Feng Jinglei went to take a bath, and then came out, did not see Qin Feimo, only a pillow and a thin quilt suddenly appeared on the sofa...

Turning his head, without seeing Qin Feimo, Feng Jinglei naturally thought that he was in the bedroom and fell asleep first.

Is this quilt and pillow prepared for her?

She didn't think much, the room became extremely quiet, looking down at the time, it was already past eight.

She walked to the sofa, opened the quilt and was about to lie down.

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

When she heard the sound, she turned her head, and the action of lifting the thin quilt was also paused, turning her head to see Qin Feimo walking out of the bedroom.

She was stunned, staring blankly at the mobile phone and laptop in his hand.

Seeing her with one hand still on the thin quilt, Qin Feimo looked at her and walked over to the sofa.

"what are you doing?"

She was stunned, staring at him blankly, "Sleep."

He twisted his eyebrows, and pulled directly over the corner of the thin quilt she was holding in his hand, "Not to mention, I will sleep on the couch tonight.

After finishing speaking, she ignored her sluggishly, and sat down on the sofa, then put the thin quilt on her lap and opened the notebook as if she was dealing with something.

Seeing Qin Feimo alone occupying the sofa, Feng Jinglei was still stunned, staring condescendingly at the man.

When he said that he would sleep on the sofa tonight, he was not joking with her, nor was he just saying it casually, but really giving her the big bed?

He glanced at the sofa again, it was European style, not very big, but she was more than enough to sleep, but for him, who was about 1.8 meters tall, he wanted to sleep on this sofa, it seemed a bit condescending?

"Well, I can sleep on the sofa, you don't need to—"

"It's getting late, go to bed if nothing else, I have to work." He interrupted her without lifting his head.

Feng Jinglei was dazed in place, just glancing at him as he was working hard.

He has said so, if she continues to speak, it seems to interrupt his work?

Thinking of this, he glanced at Qin Feimo again, Feng Jinglei did not speak any more, but turned around and walked to the bedroom.

Qin Feimo, who was sitting on the sofa with his head down at work, raised his eyes and glanced at the closed door until he heard the sound of the door opening and knocking. A few seconds later, he bowed his head and continued his work.

Inside the room.

Lying on the soft and comfortable bed, Feng Jinglei couldn't sleep.

I don’t know if it’s my own illusion. It stands to reason that the hotel’s bedding should all be renewed the next day, but when she lay, she had the illusion of asking Qin Feimo’s taste.

She must be thinking too much, right? Obviously the clean sheets were changed, how could it still smell like Qin Feimo.

just……

Looking at this bed, the hot and lingering scene of last night came to her mind again.

As she turned over and over again, the more she thought about it, the less sleepy she got, she simply sat up and stared at the closed door.

Looking at the time again, it's already nine to forty. Qin Feimo doesn't know if the work is finished right now?