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Mou Ying pushed open the door, the living room light was off, she subconsciously looked up and looked upstairs, the lights were bright.

She frowned, walked into the cloakroom and hurriedly changed her clothes and shoes, and then went upstairs.

The door of the room was not locked, it was only ajar.The person she was looking for was leaning on the sofa, wearing only a thin nightgown, eyes closed, brows stretched, breathing evenly, and a tablet computer was thrown by his hand.

Couldn't help sighing, she stepped forward and pushed her: "Go to bed and sleep."

Zeng Yixuan opened and closed her eyes, raised her hand to cover her eyes, probably because she just woke up, her voice was slightly hoarse: "You are back."

Mou Ying went to the door and turned off the light before saying, "Why are you sleeping here? You don't even put on any clothes, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

"I was reading emails, but fell asleep for some reason." The man yawned lazily, his words still heavy with sleep, "What time is it?"

"Why are you reading emails late at night? Didn't you promise me to go to sleep before you left?" Mou Ying curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and pulled her up from the sofa, "If you continue to behave like this, I will sue Dr. Lu!"

"There is something urgent that needs to be dealt with at the moment." She probably felt a little bit wrong, and explained in a low voice, "Sirou called, and I couldn't sleep after finishing it. Seeing that the time was still early, I just read the email for a while." Emails are a hypnotic drug, and I fell asleep within a few replies.

"Hmph." Mou Ying pushed her into the bedroom, and only used a cold hum to express her position.

Zeng Yixuan felt a little helpless, reached out to pat Mou Ying's head lightly, and apologized consciously: "I'm sorry."

"Don't be an example!" Mou Ying really wanted to give her a shudder, but she couldn't bear to do it, so she gave her a stern reply.

Zeng Yixuan touched the corners of her lips, she felt relieved, and let her push her onto the bed, and then covered her with the quilt.Hearing her muttering "good night" in a low voice, and hearing her closing the door, the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away.The bed was very comfortable, and there was no worry in her heart. She closed her eyes, and her consciousness became hazy again.

Due to tinnitus, she does not sleep very well, and insomnia is also a common occurrence.But maybe it was the reason why she didn't recover from her illness a few days ago, or maybe it was because she had fallen asleep before and was not awake. In short, she lost consciousness almost within a minute of lying on the bed that night, and she didn't know it at all. Then what happened.

So the next morning, when the alarm clock rang, she had a breakdown.

Why is there another person on my bed...

Mou Ying reached out to press the alarm clock, turned her head sleepily and greeted her: "Morning."

She twitched the corner of her mouth, hesitated for a long time whether to ask her why she came up to sleep again, and finally replied flatly: "Morning."

The other party looked calm as if this was her room. She got up with her messy hair, and quickly made the bed while humming a little song. When she looked up, she was still sitting there in a daze, so she stretched out her hand and pushed her: "Stay in a daze." What are you doing, go wash up."

Zeng Yixuan paused, then turned her head and went to the bathroom.Hmm... two more towels, one more cup, one more toothbrush... a bunch of extra cosmetics...

She looked at herself in the mirror.

Taking a deep breath, she turned around and said, "Mou Ying."

"Huh?" The other party looked up at her happily.In such a short period of time, she has almost made the bed to the level of a five-star hotel presidential suite.

"You..." It should be a very straightforward question, but for some reason Zeng Yixuan found herself very guilty, "Your things..."

"Oh." Mou Ying was very anxious, but she still managed to maintain her composure on the face, "I sleep here, it's inconvenient to store my toiletries downstairs."

Zeng Yixuan raised her hand and rubbed between her eyebrows: "But, but..."

"Don't think too much." Mou Ying acted first, and quickly settled the matter, "I just intend to be a dedicated nurse."

"..." Zeng Yixuan was speechless.It sounds like it's true.Who would believe it.

"Look, if you suddenly get sick at night, I'll be right next to you, how convenient." Seeing that she didn't speak, Mou Ying became bolder and jumped in front of her with a smile, "You know, I sleep well. , won’t meet you.”

"..." She was not worried that she would touch her...

"I don't worry if I don't watch you sleep well." Mou Ying decided to play tricks, "If I don't worry, I won't be able to sleep. If I can't sleep, I will be mentally ill the next day. If I am not mentally active, I won't be able to work well..."

Zeng Yixuan looked at her dumbfounded.

Mou Ying peeked at her, took her hand and shook it back and forth: "They're all women, what are you afraid of?"

She's afraid of all women, okay?It's not that Mou Ying doesn't know, so why pretend to be innocent?

But even if he knew that Mou Ying was pretending, seeing her looking at her so eagerly, like a child asking her mother for a hug and kiss, still makes people hard to refuse.

Zeng Yixuan sighed gloomily.I always feel like I was designed.But... oh, why am I always soft-hearted towards her...

So this matter was settled so inexplicably.

One proactively made a strong request, and the other refused ruthlessly. As a result, Tezhu Mou happily brought his own clothes up in the good time of the morning.

Zeng Yixuan went to the gym as usual, and when she came back, Mou Ying had already cleaned up.

"I'm going to take a shower." She hesitated for a moment, and decided to ignore the matter—that is, she acquiesced.

"Well, let's go." Mou Ying replied without raising her head.

This scene is downright weird.She looked at Mou Ying's back for a few seconds, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

In the past few years after returning to China, she has gotten used to living alone.Before the onset of illness, because the onset time was relatively short, only two or three hours, there was no need for people to accompany them for a long time. Most of them were taken care of by Ke Sirou or Liu Yinlan during the onset of the illness.Counting before Mou Ying, she hadn't had such long-term and in-depth contact with someone for a long time.It stands to reason that Mou Ying's constant intrusion into her private space should make her feel uncomfortable.

But no.Mou Ying has always acted as if it was only natural for me to sleep here, which made her feel that there was nothing wrong with the other party sleeping in her room.

Going further, she was brought by her father to socialize everywhere since she was a child, and she was used to seeing all kinds of people, and her personality was relatively reserved, but in private, her personality was actually quite deserted.She knows a lot of people and has a lot of friends, but if you really want to say that those who can enter and leave her territory at will are just a few Fa Xiao who grew up together, plus Ke Sirou who doesn't know each other.Even Yin Yu, who was in love, seldom stayed overnight because she was considerate of her easy sleep and easy to wake up, and mostly slept in separate rooms.Counting it, there are only a handful of people who have entered her bedroom, let alone slept here, and they have come here uninvited.Besides, Mou Ying made it clear this time that she wanted to be a long-term roommate...

How could she have such a high tolerance for Mou Ying?

Looking back now, what Ke Sirou said at that time was simply deafening.I seem to be a bit different from the beginning to Mou Ying.

That Cayenne was a gift from her father when she first entered college. It was supposed to be a Maserati, but she thought it was too ostentatious, so her father specially changed it for this one.After her father passed away, when she saw the car in the garage, which had been in good condition for a long time, she couldn't help but shed tears.Later, she took over the group. In order to save energy, she usually does not drive much, but every month when she goes to pay homage to her father, she will drive this car by herself.Touching the steering wheel with his hands, it was as if he had returned to the past.Later, when she fell ill, Lu Feng did not allow her to move the car anymore. This car has been kept in the garage, maintained and repaired by a special mechanic, and has never been really used.On the day when Mou Ying came to report for duty, she thought about getting her a car, pondered for a long time, and finally took out the key.

Since I can no longer drive it, I should find another good owner for it.At that time she thought so.She couldn't bear to see the car just lying in the garage out of the sun, it was human nature.But how could she be sure that this woman would be a good host?Just relying on her far from impeccable file?Or is it because of her face that is roughly similar to Yin Yu's?Or actually... was it her leisurely and leisurely attitude when Xu Zhou left her in the secretariat?Those clearly pure but sly eyes?

Smart, calm, and measured—that's what she said about Mou Ying to Sirou at that time, but perhaps, there was one thing she didn't say in her first impression—interesting.

Her reactions often go beyond her expectations, but they are quite reasonable after careful consideration, which is very interesting.After so careful observation and evaluation for such a long time, it is difficult to say whether it is because of necessity or interest.That's right, she seems to have always been interested in Mou Ying, and she has been looking forward to her unique reaction.

Did she fall in love with her then? !

As the water rushed down, she tortured her heart in the vast water mist.

Under the strong request of Special Assistant Mou, Zeng Yixuan agreed to rest at home today instead of going to the company.In fact, she agreed so readily because she wanted to make some physical preparations for the upcoming year-end board meeting.Every year at this time, all kinds of things happen one after another, this year... I'm afraid it will get worse.

Today's breakfast is a variety of pasta, and there are many types. The dumplings are divided into three types: boiled dumplings, steamed dumplings, and fried dumplings. Each has five or six kinds of fillings, but the quantity is not much.Mou Ying tasted everything and was very happy to eat, the expression on her face also changed, she didn't notice the corners of Zeng Yixuan's lips were getting more and more curved.

After eating breakfast, Tezhu Mou said that he had something to do, so he walked into the study.Miss Zeng nodded, um, not too stupid, just give me a hint to know Lenovo, not bad.

Sure enough, two hours after she dealt with official business and flipped through recent business magazines (yes, Mr. Zeng called this state a rest), a certain kid excitedly brought her proposal.

"Why don't you use the electronic version?" Miss Zeng glanced at the thick stack and asked.

In fact, the Zeng Group's paperless office is quite thorough. Apart from the need to keep the original documents for future reference (mainly to prevent legal risks), most of the documents are published directly through internal mailboxes.Investigating its origin, in addition to being convenient and fast, it is more important to save resources-reducing the use of paper and reducing costs is one aspect, and more environmental factors are considered.

Mou Ying's plan is only a first draft, and she will probably revise it after reading it. In theory, it is unnecessary to type it out, but it will take more work.

Mou Ying is naturally aware of the paperless office, and she should have a good reason for doing so—although she has gained a lot of courage recently, she probably still dare not disobey her orders—Miss Zeng Think so.

Mou Ying sat down next to her, and smiled like a dog: "It's quite long, looking at the screen is too tiring."

Zeng Yixuan paused, feeling a little helpless: She doesn't need to be tired now, but after editing the paper version, Mou Tezhu, you have to edit the electronic version again, don't you feel tired... Besides, this time , next time?Do you charge twice every time?

But she couldn't bear to refuse his kindness, and she was afraid that the children's thoughts would be distracted.Alas, what a dilemma.