Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

After sending the text messages, Song Pingqing was still worried that these people would do something naughty. Seeing that there was no reply, he waited until nine o'clock in the evening and called Mr. Murong.

The boss stood at the door of the conference room and looked at the incoming call message on his private number: "The meeting will be postponed for ten minutes."

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other in bewilderment: Why postpone it? Why postpone such an important meeting? Could it be that the boss discovered something?

This decision made by President Murong indirectly led to the exposure of several employees who were disloyal and took kickbacks.

Until the moment they were investigated in depth, they still didn't know the truth of the matter. In fact, it was just a phone call from the "leader of the naughty kids" who was far away overseas.

As expected, people can't do bad things.

"I know she wants to take a driving test." After President Murong Ba said this, he immediately heard Song Pingqing on the other end of the phone breathe a sigh of relief.

This is really rare.

President Murong Ba's eyebrows twitched slightly: "What could possibly make our 'big brother' so nervous?"

Song Pingqing's temper rose again.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

What's the difference between being called a nickname by a serious man who holds the economic lifeline and being called out by your real name at a comic convention full of ACG people? !

Song Pingqing: Please, there must be no one around you, otherwise this will be the scene of my social death.

Secretary Wang: ...Should I step down?

Song Pingqing had just hung up the phone when Murong Xue's voice sounded from behind him the next second.

"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I? It was indeed approved by the elders."

Song Pingqing jumped up from the bed in shock: "Why are you walking without making any sound?"

Murong Xue was very satisfied with the effect of her temporary bad taste. She got on the bed from the other side holding the doll and said, "Don't blame me. You were too focused."

"I think what you want to say is 'I just scared you on purpose, so what?'" Song Pingqing imitated Murong Xue's tone perfectly.

Seeing her crawling into her bed without even saying hello, Song Pingqing choked up again:

"Are you so self-conscious now? You crawled into my bed without even notifying me?"

Murong Xue lay on her side, holding the baby and looking at her: "What's yours and mine? They are all ours."

"......" There seems to be something wrong with this statement.

But this house does seem to belong to someone else.

Song Pingqing's mind was in a mess.

Looking at Song Pingqing who was in chaos, Murong Xue regretted what she had just said.

Her crush was like an ambush hunt, designed to lure the prey into a trap silently.

That statement was really too radical.

Murong Xue didn't want Song Pingqing to continue thinking, so she interrupted him directly: "What are you standing there for? Why don't you take a rest?"

"It's only nine o'clock." Song Pingqing glanced at the time, "It's still early."

"Then come and coax me to sleep." Even if the eldest lady was bossing around in front of Song Pingqing, she would appear to be just being arrogant.

Murong Xue's voice sounded a little aggrieved: "I had nightmares all afternoon and didn't sleep well."

To Song Pingqing's ears, the tone sounded like a child acting coquettishly.

Murong Xue saw what she was thinking, and it felt like a fire was burning in her heart.

So what if you treat her as a child?

Some things need to be occupied first.

Song Pingqing sighed silently, walked to the bed and turned off the ceiling light, leaving only a small night light with warm light.

Just like before, he held Murong Xue in his arms and patted her gently to sleep: "What should I do if I keep having nightmares like this and can't sleep well?"

As she gets older, she becomes more and more clingy and spoiled.

Really...

Perhaps because he was too tired from traveling and had jet lag, Song Pingqing said that nine o'clock was too early to go to bed, but he patted Murong Xue to coax her to sleep and fell asleep unknowingly.

Murong Xue stared at Song Pingqing's sleeping face.

This man was clearly trying to coax her to sleep, but ended up falling asleep first.

Okay, just go to sleep.

Song Pingqing goes to bed early and wakes up early too.

It was not even six o'clock when she opened her eyes.

Murong Xue was still asleep, and there was silence inside and outside the house.

Song Pingqing got up quietly, changed into sportswear, and prepared to go out for activities.

The summer in Massachusetts is not hot, but it is humid, giving people a slightly stuffy feeling.

With experience in Jincheng and Wenshi, Song Pingqing has now adapted to this humid climate.

Two of the four children have the habit of getting up early to exercise. After Murong Xue chose the house, President Murong specially arranged for someone to build an outdoor running track.

It is now fully usable.

Song Pingqing first ran around the track outside the villa for half an hour.

She also practiced leg techniques, punching, and other skills Wu Lide had taught her.

After glancing at the time and realizing that he had been practicing for more than an hour, Song Pingqing picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off his face and went into the villa.

Shen Ci also got up and changed into sportswear to go out and exercise.

After all, for a young man who dreams of becoming a policeman, it is very important for him to have a good body.

Seeing Song Pingqing coming back from exercise, Shen Ci was slightly surprised: "So early."

"The early bird catches the worm." Song Pingqing answered casually.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qiming's half-dead voice was heard: "The early worm catches the bird."

They only heard the voice but couldn't see the person. Song Pingqing and Shen Ci looked for a long time before they found a person lying on the sofa.

"What's this for?" Shen Ci walked over and saw Wu Qiming's face was haggard. "What's wrong?"

"Hey, don't mention it. I didn't sleep all night."

Seeing Song Pingqing also approaching, Wu Qiming felt a little embarrassed for the two faces in front of him: "You guys are making me feel like I'm attending my own memorial service while still alive."

"Watch your words, you bastard."

Song Pingqing originally thought that he was feeling unwell, but upon hearing this, he grabbed a pillow from the side and threw it at him: "Do you understand what 'avoiding prophecy' means?"

Song Pingqing really hates this.

"Oh my god, you sound like my mom. They believe that the older people believe it the most."

Wu Qiming still felt that what he said was not enough: "My grandma is the same. Last time, I said I was so tired, and she grabbed me and slapped me three times. Fortunately, my sister helped me to stop it."

"Why didn't I know you believed this before?"

"That's because you didn't say it so harshly before."

The house was very quiet early in the morning. When everyone was talking about this, Murong Xue happened to come down from upstairs and heard everything clearly.

Murongxue could tell Song Pingqing was unhappy. She had clearly heard the whole thing, but she still deliberately asked, "What are you talking about?"

Come on, boy!

It's time for her to show her charm in supporting Song Pingqing!

Song Pingqing looked at her a few more times.

Why did she always feel that Murong Xue had a secret sense of excitement when she said this?