Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

It has to be said that Meng Qingning's idea is extremely bold.

Most people don't ask that question.

But she just asked.

After this question came out, both sides fell silent.

Meng Qingning was waiting for Wei Jue's answer.

And Wei Jue was thinking about how to answer.

It stands to reason that the topic has come to this point, and he has nothing to hide.

After all, with Meng Qingyao's affair as an introduction, his affair seemed to be a matter of course, and there was also a subtle connection between them.

After a long time, Meng Qingning's pink lips moved again.

"why do not you talk?"

Wei Jue: "..."

"Is it really what I said?" Meng Qingning found her heart was pounding.

It shouldn't be possible for Wei Jue to be the same as Meng Qingyao. Judging from his actions, he should be...

The more she thought about it, the faster Meng Qingning's heart beat, almost jumping out of her throat.

She decided to ask him another way: "It's okay if you don't want to say, I'll ask you other questions."

When she spoke, Wei Jue stared at her with dark eyes.

"Okay, you say."

He even had a low voice.

"Engagement banquet." Meng Qingning lightly bit the flesh on her lower lip: "Did someone make the photo for you?"

"No."

Wei Jue's denial made Meng Qingning's heart sink.

Did she guess wrong?

In the next second, Meng Qingning heard Wei Jue say, "I synthesized it myself."

Meng Qingning choked for breath.

Synthesize it yourself?

Synthesized by himself?Is he now admitting that he did the photo?Is it an indirect acknowledgment of what she said?

"Did you already know that he would betray me?" Meng Qingning asked again.

Wei Jue lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply.

He didn't seem to be planning to talk anymore.

But now, would Meng Qingning let go of this opportunity?
Obviously, no.

She grabbed Wei Jue by the collar and continued to ask: "Is it?"

After a long time, Wei Jue nodded heavily.

"Yes."

This answer made Meng Qingning's eyelashes tremble, "How do you know?"

Wei Jue's thin lips moved, and he stretched out his hand to hold her hand on his collar. His palm was big and warm, and it wrapped around her young palm like this.

"What do you say?"

After saying that, he squeezed her hand tightly, and another big hand climbed up from her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

Their bodies were pressed against each other through Xia Ri's thin shirt, and Meng Qingning could clearly hear his strong heartbeat.

Soon, just like hers.

He lowered his head, and sprayed his warm breath on her face: "Now, do you still want to ask?"

Meng Qingning stared at him blankly.

"So, the things I dreamed...are all real?"

Wei Jue pursed his thin lips slightly.

"I dreamed that you stayed in front of the tomb after I died, and then took medicine on the day of my death."

When he said this, Meng Qingning saw that Wei Jue's eyes vibrated visibly.

"So these are all true? Do you remember them too?"

Wei Jue's hand on her waist tightened a little.

"Did you dream about this?"

She said before that she had dreamed it, and Wei Jue was indeed surprised, but he didn't inquire about the content of the dream in detail.

After all, she was scared at the time, and she was in a bad mood just after having the nightmare, so Wei Jue didn't think too much about it, he just wanted to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, what she dreamed was actually her previous life.

"What else did you dream about?"

"I won't say anything." Meng Qingning bit her lower lip, her eyes were a little red: "What if you lie to me?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and Meng Qingning heard Wei Jue laugh bitterly.

"What do you want to confirm, what you don't want to say, just ask me, and I will answer."

"Then I want to listen to you." Meng Qingning asked word by word: "Aside from guarding my tomb, what else did you do?"

"What else did you do?" Wei Jue's ending sounded a little longer, "There are too many things to do."

"You're talking nonsense!" Meng Qingning retorted, "You obviously didn't do anything."

Wei Jue retorted: "Who said that? I miss you every day and wait for the day of your death."

Can this be considered a thing?
Meng Qingning glanced at Wei Jue, saw the sad emotion in his eyes, and he looked like he was deeply involved, and said: "Well, you are right, what else? You have to say something I know, But I haven’t told you to come and check the code with me.”

"it is good."

After the words fell, Wei Jue bent down and hugged her horizontally, Meng Qingning subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to tell a story? Change the place, lie down and talk."

After 1 minute, both of them fell on the big soft bed.

"Now we can begin."

The two faced each other sideways, and Wei Jue's fingertips fell on her cheek and caressed her cheek.

"I do too many things, which ones do you want to know?"

"What I said, don't you know?"

"It's quite alert. Then you can tell me a time, and I will talk about the things in that time period. If I match, can I prove it?"

"probably?"

If you just talk about the time period and not the content, and Wei Jue can say it, it is naturally right.

After all, it was something in her dream.

"Should?" Wei Jue pinched her nose: "Little Misty, who knows what happened in your dream? Unless it is a real experience, if you don't believe it, then..."

"Then what?"

"Keep it secret, we'll talk about it later." After finishing speaking, Wei Jue knocked on her forehead: "Hurry up and tell me the time slot."

Time period?

In fact, Meng Qingning didn't dream that much, there were only a few paragraphs in total, but it happened that some of them were not told to Wei Jue.

And even if she told Wei Jue, Wei Jue didn't know the details.

As long as she asks him to tell the details, that's fine, right?
"Okay, then tell me, when did you leave Binhai City."

Time to leave Binhai City?
Coincidentally, the question Meng Qingning asked was something Wei would never forget.

He quickly said a time.

Meng Qingning was a little surprised that it actually matched the time in her dream.

She looked at the person in front of her, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't shocked.

But in addition to being shocked, she also felt a very special emotion in her heart, which she didn't know how to describe.

She only had one thought left, which was to hug this person in front of her.

"Are you right?"

Meng Qingning didn't admit it or deny it, but asked again: "Then do you still remember what you said at that time?"

Hearing this, Wei Jue paused and looked at the little girl in front of him.

She actually asked this, did she really dream about it all?
"Do you want to hear the general idea, or the details?"

"Details." Meng Qingning replied quickly, "The more detailed the better."

In exchange for these words, Wei Jue laughed softly, "Why do I feel that you seem to be lying?"

"So what about lying, are you going to tell me or not?"

"Say, as long as it is what you want to hear, I will tell you."

Don't say there is, even if there is no, as long as she wants to hear it, Wei Jue can make it up for her.