After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

Yan Qing stood at the bedroom door for a long time but didn't dare to go in.

It was indeed an impulse just now...but when she thought about facing Fu Wangjin, her scalp tingled again.

When she pulled Shen Zhiyi out, she didn't even look at Fu Wangjin.

Would he think... that I was giving him the cold shoulder?

Yan Qing wanted to cry but had no tears. She wished she could slap herself twice to let the water out of her brain.

Are you okay now?

I have a home but cannot go back, a bed but cannot sleep...

Wait, bed?

Yan Qing slapped her forehead - she could sleep in the guest room!

Maybe by tomorrow, Fu Wangjin will have forgotten about this little thing!

Hehe, she is such a clever little girl!

Just as he was about to leave quietly, Fu Wangjin's lazy voice came from inside the door:

"Where to run?"

Yan Qing paused, then pushed the door open dejectedly.

"How did you know I was outside?"

"Guess."

Fu Wangjin couldn't help but laugh when he saw her hanging her head, as if she had done something wrong and didn't dare to look at him.

"Come."

He patted the empty bed beside him and smiled kindly.

"Are you sleepy?"

Huh? Not angry?

Yan Qing looked up in surprise and met his smile.

Still laughing?

Yan Qing's heart was filled with alarm.

Fu Wangjin is not actually a person who likes to laugh.

If he smiles, it's probably not good.

But now he looks... not so dangerous.

Yan Qing forced a difficult smile and tried to explain while moving towards the bed.

"I think that Shen Zhiyi just came from Haicheng and didn't go back to her brother's house, but came to our place... It means that she trusts you! Even if you think she is childish and a little annoying, you have to consider Shen Zirong, right?"

As she spoke, she climbed onto the bed obediently, pulled up the quilt, and took the initiative to get into his arms.

"Didn't Xiao Di say that Shen Zirong helped you share a lot of work? I'll take good care of his sister, and without any worries, he will definitely be more willing to help you—"

When Yan Qing met Fu Wangjin's half-smile, his words came to an abrupt stop.

Did she...say something wrong?

Everyone said that Fu Wangjin had a bad temper and was moody, and even gods couldn't figure him out.

Yan Qing is not a god, nor is he confident enough to that extent.

Just when she was feeling uneasy, Fu Wangjin smiled with interest.

This little mouth, when it comes up with words, comes out in a set...

Although it is just to coax people, it is really endearing.

His big palm rubbed her face affectionately, and his thumb stroked Yan Qing's lips again and again.

"I never knew that Qingqing was so virtuous and considerate of me."

It's clearly a compliment, why does it sound so sinister?

"No,"

Yan Qing blinked her eyes and rubbed his palm in a flattering manner.

"I was obviously...thinking about myself."

Just now, Yan Qing's brain was working rapidly, thinking about what she had said wrong.

The only thing that comes to mind is that Fu Wangjin is unruly and even arrogant.

If he needs a woman to help him take care of things outside, doesn't that imply that he is incompetent?

Therefore, Yan Qing pulled back and shifted the focus of the conversation to himself.

"Hmm? Tell me more about it."

Fu Wangjin's movements were always gentle, but Yan Qing's heart was pounding.

She hugged Fu Wangjin's arms tighter, her voice surprisingly tender:

"If Shen Zirong helps you do more, can't you go home earlier to accompany me? I can't even eat when you are not around——"

The top of his head was rubbed neither lightly nor heavily, and a light laugh escaped from Fu Wangjin's thin lips.

Yan Qing just breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a hot breath coming up to his ear:

"Baby, don't hold me so tight... unless you want to do something else?"

Yan Qing's face turned red instantly, and his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't breathe.

She stiffly let go of the hand that was holding Fu Wangjin, turned over silently, turned her back to him, and pretended to close her eyes and fall asleep.

I heard the sound of turning off the lights, and everything in front of me was instantly dark.

A hand came across, and Fu Wangjin's voice sounded lazily:

"Sleep well and don't think too much."

The heat on his face gradually dissipated, and Yan Qing slowly came back to his senses.

Fu Wangjin was teasing her on purpose.

Looking back at their interaction just now, Yan Qing became angrier and angrier, and couldn't sleep the more he thought about it.

It turned out that her flattery, nervousness, cunning... were all interesting in Fu Wangjin's eyes.

But what about her?

Fu Wangjin can easily control her emotions, state and even the rhythm of her heartbeat with just a glance or a word.

Is this fair?

Yan Qing felt like a stupid cat, while Fu Wangjin was holding a cat toy in his hand.

Wherever he waved his hand, she would jump there, and there was no way to stop her.

The visual effect of this metaphor is so strong that Yan Qing feels like the melancholy mushroom in "Plants vs. Zombies", exuding resentment all over his body.

"Are you angry again?"

Fu Wangjin's smiling voice sounded behind her, and he rubbed her lips with his fingertips.

"With your pout so high, it would be a shame not to hang something on it."

Yan Qing was angry and didn't buy his story:

"How dare I get angry? I'll be thankful if Master Fu isn't angry."

In the darkness, Fu Wangjin raised his eyebrows.

When you are in a good mood, you call A Jin. When you are in a bad mood, even Master Fu comes out?

"Be good, turn around and let me comfort you."

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled her shoulders.

"do not want!"

Yan Qing curled up into a ball and refused to cooperate at all.

Fu Wangjin felt both angry and amused when he saw her hedgehog look.

"so stupid."

These three words made Yan Qing instantly explode.

She sat up suddenly and stared at Fu Wangjin's evil face angrily:

"Where am I stupid? Tell me!"

Wow, he is a small man, but he has a bad temper.

"You don't even know how to vent your anger on someone, you're just holding it in for dead."

Fu Wangjin raised his eyelids and looked at her.

"If you're not stupid, who is?"

"Looking for someone to vent my anger on? Who should I vent my anger on?"

Yan Qing got angry again.

"Do I have to implicate innocent people just because I'm in a bad mood?"

Fu Wangjin raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Innocent person? Did I ask you to find someone else?"

"Don't you want someone else to find you?"

"If not me, who else can you look for?"

The two spoke almost at the same time.

After a moment of silence, Yan Qing lay down again and muttered softly:

"I don't dare to vent my anger on you."

Fu Wangjin was happy again.

"Who bit me?"

"..."

"Have you calmed down a bit? Are you still biting me?"

Yan Qing snorted:

"I'm sleepy. I'll bite you tomorrow."

……

Yan Qing had a very short dream.

In her dream, she was standing in a familiar room, and there was a child with his back to her, crying helplessly.

Yan Qing stared blankly at the small figure, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

Although the crying made her ears hurt, she didn't want to go over to comfort the child.

She didn't know what she should do.

Soon, the picture sank into the deep sea of ​​subconsciousness.