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After saying that, she didn't even believe it herself.

In her subconscious mind, she never connected the figure in the dream with Jin Cheng.

Besides, didn't the person in the dream keep calling her Xiao Yezi?Jin Cheng wouldn't call him so intimate, he would only call himself by his first name.

Who would call her Little Leaf?She has no impression.
Jin Cheng obviously also saw that she was trying to put himself off, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

But he thought of Su Qingye's lost soul just now, and he couldn't find anything out with someone who was not too sober.

What's more, she really didn't seem to know who the person in the dream was.

Although he felt very uncomfortable, even if he questioned her thoroughly, he couldn't get a result.

He has always disliked doing vain labor. If he really wants to know something, he will use his own method to get the answer.

Looking at the quartz clock on the wall, it was three o'clock in the morning, the deepest time of night.

Su Qingye's drowsiness came back again, her eyelids were fighting, she leaned on his shoulder in a daze, and murmured, "I'm so sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow."

What else can he say!

"Go to sleep." Depressedly, he turned on the light and fell asleep with his arms around her.

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Although the nightmare of last night has slowly faded away in Su Qingye's mind, the aftertaste is still there, entangled in her heart like a kind of bondage, making it impossible for her to relax.

Thinking of Meng Ziyu's suggestion last time, let her see a psychiatrist.

She felt it was necessary.

So, taking advantage of Jin Cheng taking a shower in the bathroom, she called Dr. Tang Tai.

Doctor Tang at the other end seemed to feel that she hadn't called her for a long time, and his tone was a little surprised, "Xiao Su, why did you call me? Did you start to lose sleep again?"

"A little insomnia, but there are some other symptoms." She paused, and then said, "When is it convenient for you, can I go to your place and talk about it in detail?"

"Come over on Saturday afternoon."

"Eh, good."

After Su Qingye finished chatting briefly, she hung up the phone.

Just at this time, the sound of water splashing in the bathroom stopped, presumably Jin Cheng had finished taking a shower.

Su Qingye got up from the bed, went to the closet and looked for the clothes she was going to wear today. Just as she took out a mint green dress, she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

She subconsciously looked back, and saw that Jin Cheng came out wearing only a bath towel, barefoot as always.

His figure is really great, he belongs to the type that looks thin when dressed and fleshy when undressed, and he is not overly muscular. The lines of his whole body are smooth and well-proportioned, and he is pleasing to the eye when he is naked.

I don't feel tired of looking at it a thousand times.

Su Qingye's eyes straightened slightly, and then, she blushed in disbelief, and whispered, "Can't you come out after getting dressed?"

Jin Cheng was very pleased with her shy and timid expression, and the corner of his lips slanted, "I haven't seen it anywhere, and I dare not look at it."

When Su Qingye said that, she blushed even more and turned her head away.

Her desire is not very strong, but it is not cold, and there is always a stronger desire for a beautiful figure.

This may have something to do with her major. She has seen many models, and she has a good eye. Once she sees the perfect one, she can't move her eyes away at all, and she really wants to get close.

For example, Jin Cheng is the ultimate perfection.

"I'll go in and change." She simply changed the subject, holding the long dress and walking towards the bathroom.

After walking a few steps, a hand grabbed the back of the neck, "Wait a minute."

Su Qingye was forced to take a few steps back, turned around, and faced Jin Cheng, "What's wrong?"

"It's wet inside, go in later." Just after taking a shower, the bathroom was full of mist, and he was worried that she would slip.

"Oh." Su Qingye obediently spread out her clothes on the bed. Anyway, it's still early, and she's not in a hurry to go to work, so just wait a while.

Jin Cheng showed a satisfied expression, then pointed to the hair dryer on the shelf, and ordered, "Dry my hair."

Judging by the tone, it seems to be very easy to order.

Su Qingye took a look at him, and wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought that she seldom fulfills the duty of a wife to take care of him, and enjoys the care he gives her more.

She may not be a good wife, she has too many things to do, she has not cooked a few meals, and she barely has a role to help him deal with the elders of the Jin family, and that is only a few times.

He doesn't even love her, and it doesn't seem easy to keep her by his side for so long. Whether he won't need him in the future, he doesn't even think about it.

Jin Cheng never expected that she would think of so many things in just half a minute, so he urged in a slightly raised tone, "Why are you in a daze?"

Su Qingye regained her composure, stared at him, thinking what if she could leave some thoughts in his heart?
She went to the shelf and picked up the hair dryer, looking back at him and asking, "Where does Mr. Jin want to sit?"

Jin Cheng lifted his chin and pointed to the window.

Su Qingye moved a stool and put it by the window, then called Jin Cheng over, "Sit down, I'll blow it for you."

Jin Cheng was sitting with his head almost at the position of her chest, and the height was just right.

Cooperating with the hair dryer, Su Qingye reached out to fiddle with his hair.

The slender catkins passed through the thick black hair, and the soft fingertips gently rubbed against his scalp.

The sun shone on the two of them, like a picture scroll of quiet years.

If time freezes at this moment, she must be the happiest person in the world. Just like the ending in a fairy tale, the prince and princess lived happily together.

Just when Su Qingye was distracted, Jin Cheng grabbed her hand suddenly, "Okay."

Su Qingye turned off the hair dryer, and after recovering, she admired her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"I play pretty well, Mr. Jin, do you want to go and have a look?"

Jin Cheng's hairstyle is that kind of very natural and layered short hair, with some fine bangs floating in front of his forehead, abstinence mixed with a hint of coolness.

After being ordered by Su Qingye, her hair became smoother and her overall shape became more refined.

Her hands are simply a coincidence for heaven to reward food.

Jin Cheng squeezed her hand, stood up, looked at her deeply, "It's as long as you are satisfied."

"I think you look good no matter what." The words were not adulterated at all, and she said it seriously.

Even if Jin Cheng walks down the street wearing a burlap bag, it looks like he is going to a catwalk, so face is very important!
Hearing Su Qingye's words, Jin Cheng showed a rare look of joy, and rubbed the top of her hair, "You can go and change clothes."

The time was just right, and the moisture in the bathroom dissipated.

Su Qingye nodded, bent down and took the clothes from the bed, then turned and went into the bathroom.