In the middle of the night, Qiao Muyuan had another nightmare, dreaming of being chased in a bar.

Just when she was about to be caught by the man, she screamed: "Don't come over..."

In the darkness, someone held her hand and immediately turned on the lamp.

Qiao Muyuan was sweating profusely. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was in a warm embrace. The man was holding her in the bed, as if he had just woken up from sleep.

"Having a nightmare?" he asked softly.

Only then did Qiao Muyuan realize that he was coming, and nodded in shock: "Yes."

"Don't be afraid, it's just a dream." He wiped her sweat with a tissue, his deep eyes filled with clear light.

Qiao Muyuan leaned into the crook of his neck and calmed down after smelling the familiar scent on his body: "When did you come? I don't know at all."

"You slept too deeply."

"If you don't come, I won't pay you a salary."

"I'm not sleeping with you, so I don't need you to pay me a salary."

"Then if I pay you a salary, can you sleep with me every day?"

"Qiao Muyuan, a girl, please be careful."

"Are you tired of paying attention to this and that every day? I can say whatever I want. Don't set rules for me. I finally escaped from the rules and regulations in the capital. If you set rules for me, I will

I will ignore you."

"Then you talk to Chen Hansheng like this too?"

"Why are you so nice to mention others?"

Ji Changmu stopped mentioning it and placed his big hands on her furry little head.

Qiao Muyuan was no longer sleepy. He closed his eyes, put his arm around his chest and turned off the lamp. The room fell into darkness and silence.

Such a thick night can easily make people bold, and Qiao Muyuan's breathing became rapid. Her little hand first hooked his chest, and then moved up to touch his newly shaved chin.

He kept going up until he touched his face, and finally stopped.

"Ji Changmu, are you asleep?"

"No." He closed his eyes and let her touch him.

"I'll be twenty soon."

"Um."

"Do you feel like time flies by quickly? I feel like it flies by very quickly."

"Um."

"Do you still treat me like a child?" Qiao Muyuan's soft voice was as clear and crisp as raindrops falling on begonia petals.

Her hand went down again, and when it slipped to Ji Changmu's neck, Ji Changmu grabbed it and said in a mellow and hoarse voice, "Sleep."

His hand was held down and she could no longer move.

She sighed inwardly and closed her eyes with resignation.

He really still treats her as a child.

A good night's sleep.

When Qiao Muyuan woke up the next morning, he had already left and left a note on the table: "Call me if you need anything."

These are always the same words: call him when something happens, but what about when nothing happens?

He never takes the initiative to call her.

Yes, he doesn't need her. On the contrary, she is a trouble to him, delaying his work and taking up his time.

She couldn't forget what his assistant Lewis said to her, to the effect that she was too young to understand their president. Even if she couldn't bring much help to their president, at least she couldn't cause them trouble.

But she can't always control herself when she's depressed, like last night.

I couldn't help but call him.

In fact, before coming to New York, her life was fine without him...but after meeting him, everything was turned upside down.
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