Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

When Wei Jue came out of the bathroom, he had already returned to normal. He even took a shower, and his hair was wet. While wiping his hair, he walked out and found that Meng Qingning was still asleep. He was a little surprised.

"why are not you sleeping?"

He remembered that when Meng Qingning's head touched the pillow, he seemed to be falling asleep, so he went into the bathroom for a long time.

The little girl was sitting on the edge of the bed, her fair feet were hanging on the edge of the bed, pink by the color of the bed sheet, making one couldn't help but want to touch it.

Wei Jue, who had just taken a shower of cold water, quickly looked away.

He felt that his concentration had really deteriorated, and he even started to feel her feet when he saw her.

When it landed on her face, I found that the little girl looked at him a little strangely.

"You..." She hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Wei Jue approached. He still had the scent of soap after bathing, which was fresh and not greasy. It was completely different from the strange voice he heard just now.

Meng Qingning felt that she couldn't imagine that this handsome and indifferent man would be in the bathroom by himself...

Her gaze moved down and landed on his hand.

Seeing her staring at his hand, Wei Jue was a little puzzled at first, but after a while he thought of something, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Look at what my hand is doing?"

This question made Meng Qingning retract her eyes like a frightened bird.

"No, nothing."

Unexpectedly, Wei Jue asked directly in the next second: "Did you hear that?"

Meng Qingning: "..."

You're really thick-skinned, she obviously didn't say anything, yet he recruited him directly, right?

Thinking of this, Meng Qingning looked at Wei Jue speechlessly.

Wei Jue seemed shameless, and took it for granted: "You won't let me touch you, so I can only solve it myself, otherwise something will go wrong, what should I do in the future?"

"I didn't ask you!" Meng Qingning said angrily.

Wei Jue smiled, "I know, I was explaining to you myself, didn't you just look at my hand for a long time?"

Meng Qingning pursed her lips. In fact, she didn't dislike him either. She just didn't expect him to be so unstoppable. It was just a kiss...

"Do all men do that?" she asked.

Wei Jue paused, and couldn't help reaching out to pinch her chin: "What kind of problem is this? For you, there is no other man, only me."

"Oh." Meng Qingning nodded with a half understanding: "Only you."

Wei Jue: "..."

He thought that Meng Qingning disliked him very much, but he didn't expect Meng Qingning to speak surprisingly in the next second.

"How about I help you next time?"

Wei Jue: "?"

I thought I heard it wrong.

He looked at the fair face of the girl in front of him, and her serious eyes. It didn't seem like he was lying, but it seemed that he was seriously discussing and communicating with him.

He looked at her hands, Meng Qingning's hands were not big, small and fair, and because she had been pampered all year round, the skin on her hands was also very good, smoother than eggs.

in case……

Just thinking about that scene made Wei Jue's throat tighten.

"How is it?"

Wei Jue turned his back in a bit of embarrassment, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Need not."

Meng Qingning: "?"

She doesn't even want to help?A stinky man who doesn't know what is good or bad.

"I'm afraid that if you help me, I can't bear it even more, let alone..."

Meng Qingning was curious: "What's more?"

"What's more, it will get your hands dirty."

No, I can't continue this topic anymore. If I continue talking, I may not be able to sleep tonight.

Wei Jue turned around, and regardless of what Meng Qingning said, he stretched out his hand to press her head, pushed her back to the bed, covered her with the quilt, and said in a hateful voice: "Sleep well, don't talk anymore."

Pushed back to her seat, Meng Qingning blinked and looked at him pitifully.

"I'm seriously discussing with you, why don't you listen?"

What kind of woman is the most attractive?

Others don't know, but to Wei Jue, it's exactly what Meng Qingning looks like right now.

The eyes are looking at you sincerely, and the small face is seriously discussing some indescribable things with you, obviously without any lust, but it makes him lustful.

Wei Jue tightened his knuckles, turned his head away, his voice was hoarse.

"What's there to discuss? It's not that I can't do it myself, that's all right, let me sleep, if you don't sleep, I don't want your engagement ring."

Sure enough, this threat was very effective. Meng Qingning obviously wanted to speak, but because of his threat, he held back and stared at him bitterly.

"Sleep when you sleep, don't know what's good or bad!"

next day
Meng Qingning woke up after a good night's sleep. When she went out to drink water, she found that everyone was still filling the wall with their own decoration style.

Everyone has an area, and in this area, they all want to display all the things in this style.

Faced with such a scene, Meng Qingning was completely numb. He drank water as if nothing had happened, and then rolled back to his room under everyone's gaze.

Everyone continued to do their own things contentedly.

Near noon, Sun Miaomiao came to Meng Qingning to discuss the matter of style.

"Ningning, you're getting engaged the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah." Meng Qingning nodded: "Do you have a reliable stylist over there?"

"Stylist?"

"Well, the kind that keeps your mouth shut and keeps secrets."

Sun Miaomiao thought of a person, "I know one, but you probably don't want to see him."

Meng Qingning: "?"

"That Xu Shanyang."

Meng Qingning's eyes were a little dazed, with a confused expression.

"You haven't forgotten who Xu Shanyang is, have you?"

"Have you seen it before?"

Sun Miaomiao: "..."

"Just the boy who was chasing you when we met before."

"There are many boys chasing me."

Sun Miaomiao reminded: "Just the one with the yellow hair, ordinary and confident, the one who told me who he was when we first met."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning finally realized something.

"It was him?"

That being said, Meng Qingning could recall that he had an impression of him because he was good at playing games. He taught himself when she was playing games, and then he seemed to help him beat Fu Jingze?

But judging by his appearance, he doesn't look like a stylist.

"He likes to do styling, but his family doesn't agree, so he often does it secretly. Seriously, his vision is not bad, why don't you...try it?"

"Are you sure he won't go out and talk nonsense?"

"Although he looks at Puxin, he generally doesn't talk about other people's affairs."

This is why although Sun Miaomiao doesn't like him, she doesn't hate him either.

No matter what Meng Qingning thought, he felt that Xu Shanyang looked really unreliable, but there was no better candidate at the moment, "Then let him come over. In the afternoon, I will try on the look first. If it doesn't work..."

She can only do it by herself.

Meng Qingning felt that her makeup was okay, but she felt that she needed a sense of ritual at this time to let others do her makeup.

If it really doesn't work in the end, she will do it by herself.

So Sun Miaomiao went to call Xu Shanyang. At first Xu Shanyang was reluctant to come, and said that he charged a high fee.

After Sun Miaomiao made it clear that she was modeling for Meng Qingning, Xu Shanyang immediately turned into a pug.

"Where is it? I'll be there right away, and it's free!!"