How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2067 Sweet Marriage Chapter 628 You feel sorry for him?

Sooner or later, the Nanzhai will be thrown into chaos.

For Nan Zhengqiao, Nan's Group is very important, but his wife is even more important, he will not bet on this matter with him.

Hao Xiaoman's lips curled up: "Oh, I said, why do you take care of Rong Feifei so unswervingly? It turns out that you inherited it from your father? The love of the whole family!"

After a pause, he changed his words again: "No, no, you are simply better than blue!"

The man lowered his eyes, with a smile on his face: "I don't dare to be a lover, but I am very good at sowing seeds. Do you want to give it a try now?"

"..."

……

I didn't sleep well.

Waking up from time to time, I dazedly saw the man leaning on the bay window reading documents and working, and fell asleep again.

I don't know how long I woke up and slept like this, and when I opened my eyes again, there was no one around the bay window.

She was startled, and almost immediately turned over and sat up, but the quilt on her body was obviously tightened as if being pressed by something.

Turning around, I realized that he didn't know when he went to bed, lying on the bed with her, still wearing a suit, lying on the quilt.

The heart that had reached her throat fell back into her chest with a thud. She just sat there, looking at his overly angular profile under the bright light, without moving for a long time.

The man didn't even move his eyelashes, but suddenly said soberly: "You stare at me so obsessively, it's easy to cause accidents."

Hao Xiaoman was startled, and stared at him with wide eyes, but he still didn't open his eyes, looking quiet, as if what he just said was just a dream.

After another full 5 minutes, he spoke again slowly: "I had a very interesting dream just now, do you want to tell it to you?"

She sat cross-legged and looked at him with a frown: "Can you open your eyes? This makes me doubt whether you are talking in your sleep or awake."

The man seemed to smile, with a faint curve on his cool lips: "I never talk in my sleep."

"Oh……"

She curled her lips: "I thought that people who don't talk in their dreams never dream."

The man ignored her cynicism and continued: "I dreamed that when you were a child, you were wearing a dirty white shirt and black shorts with the characters forever young printed on the shirt."

Hao Xiaoman's expression changed slightly, he stared at his sharp-edged face, and remained silent for a while.

"I know you must be thinking that I am playing tricks on you. Of course, it is also possible that I subconsciously hope that my tattoo can be related to you. It is just a dream. I am not serious, and you are not allowed to laugh at me. do you know?"

After a long time, there was a dry "Oh" from the woman.

Unexpectedly, he didn't directly mock him.

He opened his eyes, only to realize that her back was facing him, her face was looking out of the window, her back was motionless, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

She turned around, against the light, her beautiful and clean face became a little blurred: "Nan Mubai, the second brother is still in the United States."

The man's half-closed eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't speak.

She turned around again and sighed softly: "I have to go back to accompany him."

"What? Didn't your brother Fanxing help you find the best doctor in the world to treat him?"

"...He has tried his best in the past three years, so don't speak of him in such a sarcastic tone."

The man's smile became colder, and his voice became deeper: "Do you feel distressed just by talking about him?"

(End of this chapter)