She frowned: "Then why don't you take a good rest at home? You are the company boss, and you don't have to go to the company to work every day."

Mo Yesi curled his lips and raised his hand to touch her head: "Do you feel sorry for me?"

“…”

"There is no need to rest. You can't sleep at home, so it's better to go to work in the company."

"Then aren't you sleepy?"

He shook his head: "No sleepy."

No matter how long he has insomnia, he will not feel sleepy, but his mental state will not be very good.

Qiao Mianmian's eyes showed surprise: "Will you not even sleepy even if you have insomnia?"

Every time she suffers from insomnia, she will become a dog the next day.

Some people will not get sleepy even if they have insomnia?

Mo Yesi shook his head again, and he reached out to rub his eyebrows, and said hoarsely: "You will be tired, but you won't feel sleepy."

Even the three or four hours of sleep every night are very poor, so I can only fall asleep by taking sleeping pills.

"Every time you have insomnia, is this true?"

"Um."

“Isn’t this feeling very bad?”

"Yeah." Mo Yesi was silent for a few seconds, as if he was trapped in some kind of memory. After a while, he sighed softly, "It's very bad."

"Then do you suffer from insomnia often?"

“Yeah, often.”

Qiao Mianmian immediately felt a little sympathetic to him.

She occasionally suffers from insomnia and feels very bad. It takes several days to adjust to normal.

Wouldn't it be even worse for him to suffer from frequent insomnia and not be able to make up for sleep?

She felt that the worst thing in the world was that she couldn't sleep well.

I thought God was particularly partial to him and gave him all the best, but I didn't expect...

As soon as Mo Yesi lowered his head, he saw the girl in front of him looking at him with a distressed look.

In an instant, somewhere in my heart became soft.

He reached out to touch her head, with his eyes filled with pampering that he hadn't even noticed: "In the future, we will get better."

"ah?"

"It was probably because God felt sorry for me that he would arrange you to me."

"..." Qiao Mianmian blinked, not understanding what he meant.

What does it have to do with her if he sleeps well?

She is not a doctor in the relevant field, so she can treat him.

Looking at the doubts in her eyes, Mo Yesi didn't explain much.

He stretched out one hand and held her soft and tender little hand, squeezed her slender and white fingers into the gaps between her fingers, and clasped her with ten fingers: "It's noon soon, let's go and have lunch with me."

*

Mo Yesi drove here by himself today.

He drove a Lamborghini, and the silver-gray supercar in the parking lot was very eye-catching.

After getting on the bus.

Qiao Mianmian asked casually: "Why is Uncle Li not here?"

Mo Yesi turned his head to look at her, curled his lips, and joked: "I told him that I want to stay alone with my wife. Some things are inconvenient to do if he is there. So he didn't come."

Qiao Mianmian: "Cough cough cough..."

Her face was red with coughing.

She shouldn't have asked this too much!

Seeing her little face blushed by herself, a pleasant smile appeared in Mo Yesi's eyes, and he added: "I thought, you think so in your heart. I used to be close to you, but you always felt embarrassed. Now there are only two of us. Can I hug you as much as I want to kiss you as I want?"

He said, then leaned over and leaned towards her.

That breathtakingly handsome face is getting closer and closer to Qiao Mianmian...
Chapter completed!