Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

"Anyway, you forced it. Whether you can be together in every life in the future depends on you."

After all, it is not easy to live a good life.

Who knows if she will still have her own memory in the next life.

Hearing this, Wei Jue could only laugh helplessly.

"It's a pity, there is no such thing as eternal bond."

"You still want to be married forever? Do you think you are a god?" Meng Qingning patted him.

"Tsk, if I were a god, I would have dragged you to the Nine Heavens long ago, and I'm still chatting with you here?"

After finishing speaking, Wei Jue grabbed her waist and hugged her.

Meng Qingning was taken aback, subconsciously hugged her, and was carried into the room by him.

"What's the matter? I haven't had dinner yet?"

"Eat later."

While speaking, she felt the world spinning, and she had fallen into the soft big bed.

Immediately afterwards, her hands were clasped and pulled up to the top of her head, and the man's slightly cold breath enveloped the sky and overwhelmed her.

"It was you who seduced me first."

……

During the recent period, Meng Qingning can be said to be extremely hardworking.

The daily lessons are uninterrupted, and she is getting more and more handy.

However, her tiredness has also increased.

It can be said that Murong Yuan has taught Meng Qingning everything he has learned all his life.

Meng Qingning is practicing dancing here, while Dai Ning is chasing her husband madly there.

And every time she does a ridiculous thing, as long as Murong Yuan's expression is not right, Dai Ning will immediately promise that there will be no next time.

However, this time I promised not to do it again, and I dare to do it again next time.

So Murong Yuan was fooled by her every time.

Just like today, when Murong Yuan was not paying attention, Dai Ning jumped up and kissed him again.

Before she always kissed on the cheek, Murong Yuan could still turn a blind eye.

But today, Dai Ning actually jumped up and kissed the corner of his lips.

This is already close to a minefield.

So Murong Yuan's expression darkened immediately and he became angry.

"What are you doing?"

Dai Ning succeeded in the sneak attack, and satisfiedly licked the corner of his lips in front of Murong Yuan, revealing the pink tip of his tongue.

Murong Yuan stared at it.

"I'm sorry." Dai Ning said cheekily, "I just wanted to kiss the cheek, but I don't know what happened, maybe I jumped up too fast, and accidentally kissed the corner of my lips."

Murong Yuan's lips twitched.

"is it?"

"Yes, yes, or I will practice more in the future, so that I will never touch the corner of your lips again."

Murong Yuan: "..."

Do you need to practice more?

"You regard me as your training object?"

"Well, if I make friends in the future, can it be used? You have known me for so many years, you don't mind if I use you to practice?"

Hearing her talking about making a boyfriend, Murong Yuan's eyes twitched, and suddenly she stood on tiptoe and kissed another man before her eyes.

Thinking of this, Murong Yuan frowned fiercely.

what happened?

What does he care about?
Thinking of this, Murong Yuan came back to his senses, and gave Dai Ning a hard look.

"If you are a training object, don't come close to me in the future."

Dai Ning stood where he was, a little confused after hearing his words.

Hey, what did he mean by that sentence just now?
What do you mean if you are a training target, stay away from her?

An idea came to mind, and Dai Ning quickly stepped forward and asked: "Murong Yuan, what do you mean, if I don't take you as a training object, can I kiss you?"

These words made Murong Yuan pause, and stopped in place.

"That was not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Dai Ning leaned closer, and the fragrance on his body also enveloped him.

Murong Yuan: "..."

"I hear your tone, it seems to mean that."

"No."

After denying it, Murong Yuan pushed her away, then pursed her thin lips slightly: "Don't think about it."

"Oh." Dai Ning didn't press the question any more.

She stood there flattered.

Anyway, she has gone a step further today, so she will wait until later, when he is not paying attention...

*
The day of the competition was getting closer and closer. Meng Qingning practiced dancing, and her calf was a little swollen.

After Murong Yuan found out, he frowned and said, "Stop and rest for the next few days, you go back and take care of your legs, so you don't get hurt later."

Meng Qingning touched her calf, feeling a little pain.

"It's just a little pain. It shouldn't be a serious problem. The game is coming soon. If you rest at this time."

"Listen to me." Murong Yuan pursed his lips, and said seriously: "The closer you get to the competition, the more you need to adjust your state. Your dancing is fine, and you will definitely beat others. What you need to do now is to cultivate your energy." Store your energy and win the championship on the day of the game."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning was a little curious.

"You used to be like this too?"

"Ok?"

"Rest before the game?"

"Yes, I will give myself a holiday before the game, and try to use the best state to meet the game."

Now that he had said that, Meng Qingning nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go back and rest."

"Well, after the break, see you at the competition venue."

Meng Qingning thought for a while, "I think I should come back to practice the day before the competition."

"Alright, it's up to you."

So Meng Qingning didn't practice again that day, but went home to rest.

After returning home that day, she felt that the pain in her calf had intensified a little. After Wei Jue found out, he didn't even go to work, so he just stayed at home to give her a massage and heat compress on her calf.

Before falling asleep, Meng Qingning was still a little worried.

"The time for this competition is almost up, but something happened to my leg at this time, am I destined not to win this championship?"

Hearing this, Wei Jue stopped applying the medicine for her, then looked up at her and said, "What are you thinking? This means that the champion is yours."

"Ok?"

"At this time, your legs are uncomfortable. You have time to rest. By the day of the game, your legs will be fine. But if you don't rest today, continue to practice. What if you feel uncomfortable on the day of the game?"

After some words, Meng Qingning actually agreed with her.

"You're right, so it's a blessing in disguise for me?"

"En." Wei Jue nodded, finished applying the medicine for her, and tapped her nose with his fingertips.

The smell of the medicine rushed towards her face, Meng Qingning groaned, and turned her head away.

"It stinks."

Wei Jue: "Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?"

"No, it's the smell of this medicine. You should wash your hands."

Meng Qingning pushed him.

Wei Jue clicked his tongue, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Meng Qingning turned over and lay on the bed with her feet up, waiting for Wei Jue to come back.

"Can I sleep without a quilt at night?"

Wei Jue had just washed his hands and wiped them clean, when he came up, he heard her say, "It's easy to catch cold if you don't cover yourself with a quilt."

"But, if you put medicine on your feet, it will stink if you cover them."

"Not afraid."

Wei Jue covered the quilt up to her waist for her: "Change it if it stinks, leave it open for now, wait for the medicine to dry."

"But I'm sleepy."

"Well, you sleep, I'll cover it for you later."

There is no need for Meng Qingning to worry, she nodded immediately: "Good night, Wei Jue~"

A smile curled up Wei Jue's lips.

Good night, little girl.