Chapter 30 Who will awaken first in the big dream (2)

Wen Yining's face was pillowing on his chest. The fragrance on the man's body was very light. It was mixed with wet water vapor. When his body temperature was steamed, it turned into an ecstasy.

She was confused for a moment, and even stayed in his arms and forgot to struggle.

Tang Qichen's tone was too quiet. You can tell that he was not just a temporary idea, he was not a fever and was confused, and he couldn't find any romantic nature of a playboy.

Just go through the simple sentence, typing the eardrums word by word.

Wen Yining pressed against his chest and his strength increased bit by bit.

Without sharp words, Tang Qichen could feel her resistance.

He took the initiative to let go of her hand.

Wen Yining's elbows were pulled back, his palms were slid against the edge of the table, his head was lowered, and his lips were pursed tightly.

After a few seconds of quiet, Tang Qichen was about to speak when she slipped out of the gap between the two.

The person left, but the door was not closed.

The light on the aisle turned the door into a bright wound, and the room was dark and there was no trace of anger.

Tang Qichen's eyes were withdrawn. He had long expected the result in his heart. He could not be disappointed. He was completely quiet and bizarre.

Not long after, the door panel slammed and Wen Yining stumbled back.

Tang Qichen's expression was briefly stunned. Wen Yining ran to him, stared at him with his head raised, and said firmly as if he was explaining his last words: "I won't try with you."

I won't try it with you once or twice."

After saying that, he turned around and ran to the door. Wen Yining slowed down. He probably had already recovered completely at this time and was sober. She reminded her calmly: "Boss, you are confused. Remember to go to the hospital after returning to Shanghai."

This accident came here to stop. Everyone had been away for a long time, and Tang Qichen was still standing there.

Later, he felt really uncomfortable with a headache, so he changed his position, took out the medicine from the drawer, and swallowed two of them whole to reduce the fever.

The next morning, Wen Yining saw Huo Liming sleeping on the sofa as soon as he went out.

He wore a coat, his collar covered his chin, his high nose bridge supported his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyelashes drooped, and he could see a faint layer of black and blue under his eye sockets.

Hearing the movement, Huo Liming woke up quickly, "Hey, you got up?"

Wen Yining nodded, "Why don't you go back to your room to sleep?"

"I came back late last night, and my room card fell to Mr. Tang. I don't want to disturb him, so I can just do whatever I want."

Huo Liming sat up a little, pinched his eyebrows and woke up from sleep, glanced at her, "Why are your dark circles so heavy?

Didn't sleep last night?"

She turned around and didn't want him to watch it more, so she casually said, "I watched two movies."

"My brother is okay?"

Huo Liming stood up from the sofa and swung his arm, "Did he take medicine last night?"

Wen Yining nodded, but changed the topic, "Will Mr. Yao be with you?"

"Yes, he didn't drink, so he went to the bar and went to play bridge.

The same hobby as my brother.”

Huo Liming regained his image as a solid cool brother, threw his coat on his right shoulder, and went upstairs, "I see if Brother Chen has gotten up."

It's only past six o'clock now, but Tang Qichen still has a meeting at eleven o'clock, so he has to set off early.

Lao Xu sent them to the ferry, greeted them thoughtful, and said goodbye to everyone.

Wen Yining also took Huo Liming's car and stayed there for two days and became familiar with each other. The return journey was not as dull as when he came.

Huo Liming wore a pure white short-sleeved shirt. When he got in the car, the hem of the clothes was tweaked, revealing a dagger pattern on his waist.

Wen Yining asked: "Do you like tattoos very much?"

Huo Liming said: "It's okay, I did it when I was young.

Brother Chen has refused to let me go in the past two years. He had planned to send me to join the army before, but later something happened and he didn't go there.

I see that he hasn't said it recently, so he will write his right hand someday."

Wen Yining looked carefully at the flower arm on his left, "Don't you hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Huo Liming glanced at her, "Do you want to write?"

Wen Yining smiled.

"Appoint a date to go together."

She agreed, "Okay."

When entering Shanghai, Tang Qichen took his car back when he was in the service area.

Tang Yao went directly to the airport expressway from here and returned to Beijing at noon.

Before leaving, he shook his cell phone to Wen Yining, "Yining, contact us on WeChat."

Then he left a meaningful smile and parted ways.

Tang Qichen sat in the car and the atmosphere subsided.

However, he didn't say much after getting in the car, and he looked completely different from the way he talked with Tang Yao just now.

Wen Yining was sitting in the passenger seat, her back straight, as if a muzzle was aimed at her from behind. She was uncomfortable all over and she did not dare to act rashly.

After sitting for a long time, she even felt soreness in her waist and back. In April, she had her fragrance and she had layers of cold sweat on her back.

Until Huo Liming said, "There is a blanket on the right, cover it."

Wen Yining then turned his head slowly and found that Tang Qichen in the back seat was leaning there and asleep.

He didn't look like Qianmian, with his hands gently wrapping his chest and his head tilted towards the car window.

Then all the discomfort that Wen Yining felt just now was actually the pressure he put on himself.

She felt fear, fear, escape, and rational restraint in her heart.

Wen Yining tightened the blanket in his hand, suppressed the complicated emotions, then untied the seat belt, turned over and stretched his hand, and barely covered the blanket on Tang Qichen.

Wake up as soon as you move.

Tang Qichen opened his eyes and looked at her without warning.

Wen Yining's heart skipped a beat, she was so scared.

At this moment, the car was braked at once, and the other person would fall behind with inertia.

When his arms tightened, Tang Qichen was firmly grasped.

"Damn, there is a big tire in the middle of the road!"

Huo Liming turned his direction and avoided without any danger, "Are you okay?"

It was not until the car returned to stability that Tang Qichen let go of Wen Yining's hand, his tone was slightly unhappy, "Drive well."

Sitting back to his original position and fastening his seat belt, Wen Yining felt that his hands that had been pulled by him were numb and unconscious.

At half past ten, they sent the two to Yahui.

When Huo Liming left, he whistled a cool whistle with Wen Yining, "Go together this Saturday."

I still remember the tattoo.

Wen Yining knew it, "Okay."

Tang Qichen stood beside him, probably because he heard it. He looked at Huo Liming. As soon as the boy came into sight, he shut up his mouth consciously and drove away quickly.

While still on the way, Ke Li had already called to confirm the time.

Although I have been outside these two days, my leisurely and relaxing small holidays are more comfortable than work.

After a short rest, I have to return to my busy state of high pressure again.

This is not the point, I have been used to it for so many years.

Another thing that Tang Qichen was annoyed.

Since getting off the bus, Wen Yining has been following him as if he is "not to be close to someone else". He could call him "Boss with politeness and politeness before, but now the gentleness that he has finally saved has disappeared completely.

When the elevator arrived, Tang Qichen walked in, twisted his head and looked at Wen Yining who was still moving, "Don't you have to go to work?"

Wen Yining's face did not change his expression, "This is a special one, I'll wait for the next trip."

This reason is so sufficient that it is irrefutable.

Tang Qichen's face was extremely quiet, and his eyes were straight at her, "When are you going to hide from me?"

The dust around him fell to the ground and was silent.

Tang Qichen didn't need to say anything else, just one sentence could expose her thoughts.

He walked into the elevator and turned around.
To be continued...