The steaming mist in the bathroom heated up the ambiguous atmosphere.
A pair of slender wrists were clasped on the sliding glass door. They kept struggling, but in the end they were covered by fingers intertwined.
A trembling cry-like voice sounded, and Su Mingxue's eyes were wet and red as she cursed He Qingyu who had given her a critical blow.
"You're going to fucking kill me, aren't you."
"Asshole, if you faint here, I won't have the strength to drag you back!"
He Qingyu lowered his head, his stern face filled with spring color.
The sapphire-like eyes were filled with emotion and filled with pleading.
"Xiaoxue, it'll be fine in a moment. Can you cooperate with me for once?"
"For the sake of me being a patient, can I just let my brother do it for once?"
The voice that was deliberately softened lost its usual cold tone.
He Qingyu's long silver hair occasionally brushed across her sweaty shoulders, causing a slight itch.
His face, which could be described as beautiful without any violation at all, pressed against the side of her face and rubbed it gently, as if he was being coquettish.
This is not like He Qingyu at all.
Su Mingxue forgot to answer for a moment, so He Qingyu took the opportunity and bullied Tou.
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"Xiaoxue, I have a little pain in my chest. Can you please let me lean on you?"
Realizing that showing weakness really worked for Su Mingxue, He Qingyu, who had just finished the meeting, frowned slightly and walked to Su Mingxue's desk.
He leaned down, his handsome face pressed against hers, and his blue eyes looked at her pleadingly.
Su Mingxue twitched her lips, He Ba was acting coquettishly towards her again.
It's just that Mr. He Ba is obviously not very good at acting coquettishly. Only his eyes are in place, but his face still has a poker face.
There's something indescribably awkward about it.
She couldn't comment every time.
And He Qingyu thought she acquiesced every time.
She was held on his lap, and He Qingyu buried his head in her neck, his lips pressed against the side of her neck, feeling warm.
He Qingyu seemed to be smelling her on her neck, which made her tilt her head a little uncomfortably.
He Qingyu pressed his face against her chest again, leaning into her arms like a docile white wolf.
Su Mingxue sighed. In fact, she liked her brother's looks very much. Now He Qingyu has become much better.
Just think that she is being served.
Crazy He Qingyu will make both of them unstable, so it's better to live in peace, which will only last a few months anyway.
She couldn't play with He Qingyu leaning against her, so she was bored and stretched out her hand to braid He Qingyu's long silver hair.
He Qingyu just glanced at her and didn't stop her.
"Why did you think of growing your hair long?"
she asked casually.
He Qingyu's voice was muffled in her arms, with a hint of grievance, "Didn't you say that other people's long hair looks good?"
"And touching other people's long hair."
Su Mingxue looked confused, whose long hair was she touching? Why doesn't she remember?
She was thinking about it, but before she could remember it, she heard He Qingyu say:
"You can only touch me from now on."
Realizing that he was subconsciously toughening up again, He Qingyu changed his words again:
"Can you just touch me from now on?"
Su Mingxue laughed a little, agreed casually, and continued to braid her little braids.
"Beauty He Da..."
A lazy voice sounded, and the door was pushed open.
Before Su Mingxue could see the person clearly, He Qingyu sat up, pulled her into his arms, and let her lean against his chest.
Let her be like a little bird.
He Qingyu is sick.
She frowned and looked at the person who came, only to see that the person had silver hair and a lazy temperament.
Su Mingxue narrowed her eyes and searched her mind for a few seconds before she remembered that this person was Mo Yuan's original boss, Ling Yun.
The last thing she touched was his long hair.
Ling Yun saw He Qingyu looking at him with an unhappy look, and felt that he had come at the wrong time.
Glancing at the braids in his long hair, her eyes flashed with a smile as she backed away from the door.
He smiled and said, "Excuse me."
When he opened the door handle, he turned back and said, "I'm here to remind you that the person I want to introduce to you will be here soon, don't forget it."
He Qingyu glanced at him lightly, "I didn't forget, knock on the door next time you come in."
Ling Yun smiled ambiguously:
"I will definitely remember next time, otherwise if I see something I shouldn't see, I'm afraid I won't survive tomorrow."
"Sister Mingxue is going to be shy too." Ling Yun blinked at her.
Su Mingxue raised her eyebrows.
"roll……"
He Qingyu was not happy that Su Mingxue was looking at someone else, so he turned back to look at her and kissed Su Mingxue.
After touching the corners of his lips, he stood up.
"I'll go first."
Su Mingxue came back to her senses, glanced at his braids, and hesitated: "Are you sure you want to go out like this?"
You will laugh if others see you. Very nice though. But it feels like a domineering president turned into a fashion magazine model.
He Qingyu was startled, raised his hand and touched some of the braids in his long hair, and raised a faint smile.
"You spent a long time making it up. Wouldn't it be a pity to solve it?"
He Qingyu himself didn't mind, so what was she worrying about?
Su Mingxue watched with a complicated expression as he carried President He Da with a few braids on his head and left the office.
Anyway, it's not her face that's embarrassing.
After He Qingyu left, she read the documents he gave her.
She felt a little sleepy after just a few glances, and was too lazy to go to the lounge, so she buried her head in her arms and prepared to take a nap.
Unexpectedly, after waking up, she saw He Qingyu sitting on the side, staring at her with a gloomy face.
The atmosphere that had calmed down recently suddenly dropped to freezing point again.
She looked at him a little confused, "What's wrong?"
A cold smile formed on the corner of He Qingyu's mouth, his voice as cold as ice.
"What's wrong."
"You have the nerve to ask what's wrong."
"You really don't want to have anything to do with me?"
He threw the contraceptive pill box he picked up from the trash can in front of her.
Su Mingxue's eyes paused.
