Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Sometimes, you obviously feel nothing, but as long as you are comforted by soft words, you will feel particularly wronged.

Meng Qingning is like this now, the more Wei Jue talks, the more wronged she feels.

Moreover, I was really frightened just now, and it felt like physiological tears after being frightened.

Wei Jue looked at her in silence for a long time, didn't say anything to comfort her, just sat on the edge of the sofa, put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, I'll stop talking."

However, he didn't want to go away either.

Wei Jue felt that it would be most unwise to walk away at this time.

The living room fell silent.

Meng Qingning lay there, shedding tears at first as before, but after Wei Jue really calmed down, her emotions gradually calmed down.

And Ah Ping, who was standing by the door, retreated to the room upon seeing this.

He heard the sound just now, but when he came out, he saw the two hugging each other.

He knew that Missy and Wei Jue were a couple, but when they really saw them hugging each other, or even kissing, Ah Ping realized that some emotions were hidden so deeply by himself.

The hands hanging on both sides tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again.

He wanted to step forward, but there was no position.

In the end, he could only stand where he was, thinking that if the eldest lady was hurt, he would definitely step forward.

In the end, he still didn't come forward, because Wei Jue stopped, and then the eldest lady started to cry, Wei Jue comforted him, and there was nothing wrong with him.

He retreated to the room, his eyes were a little dazed, and he regained his clarity after a while, and slowly closed the door of the room.

Meng Qingning calmed down for a long time, and her mood returned to normal.

She sat up slowly.

As soon as he moved, Wei Jue immediately turned his head to look at her.

His eyes were deep, and he looked straight at her, his thin lips moved, hesitant to speak, and finally he pressed his thin lips again without opening his mouth.

Meng Qingning guessed that he probably didn't dare to speak anymore, for fear of making himself cry again.

Thinking of how he hugged her so tightly just now that it hurt her body, Meng Qingning snorted and ignored him.

Wei Jue: "..."

Immediately afterwards, Meng Qingning stood up and walked directly to her room.

She got up together, Wei Jue also stood up and followed her towards the room.

After walking a few steps, Meng Qingning turned his head and stared fiercely at Wei Jue: "Don't follow me!"

Wei Jue stood where he was and followed her helplessly.

Meng Qingning withdrew her warning gaze and walked to the front of the room, only to find that Wei Jue was still following.

"Didn't I tell you not to follow me?"

"Ah."

"Um what?"

Wei Jue looked at her fair and pretty face, and said cheekily, "I can't control my feet."

Meng Qingning: "..."

She glared at Wei Jue's feet: "You can't control your feet, right?"

"En." Someone nodded cheekily, not only that, but also stepped forward to pull Meng Qingning's wrist.

"What now? Your hands don't work anymore?" Meng Qingning avoided his touch and asked again.

"I don't listen to my orders, I have to pull it."

He obsessively wanted to hold her hand again, but Meng Qingning kept avoiding, repeating, avoiding again.

After doing this several times, Wei Jue did not give up, but Meng Qingning surrendered.

The wrist was grasped by his generous palm, and the temperature was continuously transmitted.

"shameless."

Meng Qingning dismissed him in a low voice.

The moment Wei Jue finally held her little hand, the loss in his heart was improved and gradually turned into satisfaction, "If I have to lose you, then I would rather not."

Hearing this sentence, Meng Qingning remembered his abnormality today.

"What happened to you today?"

Hearing this, Wei Jue paused, his eyes tightened.

"do not know."

"..."

At that moment, he thought she regretted it, and then her emotions became strange, even he couldn't control himself.

It's like I've never had a time like this before.

"You're hurting me, so it's fine if you don't know?"

"Does it hurt? Where? Let me see."

Wei Jue nervously pulled her over to check.

"Waist, arms, and back, everything hurts anyway."

He hugged it too hard, it hurt, and he was so tight that he almost couldn't breathe.

Hearing this, Wei Jue was stunned for a moment, then picked her up and walked into the room, closed the door before saying to her, "Let me see."

Meng Qingning: "?"

What to look at?
"Let me see where it hurts, do you want to rub some medicated oil?"

Wei Jue pointed to her back and shoulders.

"Forget it." Meng Qingning straightened her collar: "It's not very convenient for you to see."

A certain person was silent for a while, and said, "Anyway, they are a fiancée, so it doesn't matter if you take a look."

Meng Qingning: "..."

"And just to see the wound for you."

Meng Qingning raised her eyes, facing Shang Weijue's dark eyes, those eyes were calm and unwavering, but extremely attractive, always gave Meng Qingning the feeling that he was seducing herself.

"If you think it's a disadvantage for me to read it, then after reading yours, you also read mine."

Sure, he was tempting himself.

Meng Qingning pushed him away: "It's not serious, who wants to see you?"

"Ningning."

Wei Jue pulled her back, and his dark voice brushed past her earlobe: "Just look, don't do anything."

He really wanted to see how the painful area was for her. He really lost control just now, and he didn't know the severity of his attack. Take a look, and rest assured if there is nothing wrong.

"I think your words are similar to that kind of scumbag's quotations."

Wei Jue was puzzled: "Quotations from a scumbag?"

"That's right, it's the kind of quotes from scumbags who coax girls into bed. I'll hug anything, and if I don't do anything, I'll rub against it. I won't get in..."

Speaking of this, Meng Qingning suddenly noticed something, and his complexion changed slightly.

Looking at Wei Jue's expression again, something is not right anymore.

"Ningning, what kind of mess are you pretending to be in your mind?"

He didn't expect Meng Qingning to say such words. For a moment, Wei Jue didn't know what kind of mood he was in.

Meng Qingning didn't want to speak at this time either.

These words are from the lines I saw while watching TV dramas with Meng Qingyao.

After such a long time, she actually thought that she had forgotten it, but she didn't expect Wei Jue's words to remind her of it, and she blurted it out.

"Did Sun Miaomiao teach you badly?"

Some time ago, she and Sun Miaomiao spent the most time together.

Wei never thought that Meng Qingning would come into contact with such people.

But Sun Miaomiao is different. Although she has a good character, she also has many friends. In her previous life, she scolded Fu Jingze and Meng Qingyao in the mourning hall.

So Wei Jue subconsciously thought of her.

"No..." Meng Qingning shook her head.

"Then?" Wei Jue narrowed his eyes.

Meng Qingning bit her lower lip lightly: "Before... when I was watching a TV series with that so-and-so, I saw the male lead say that..."