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Chapter 1300 Don’t Be a Female Supporting Woman (50)

The sound of his strong heartbeat was heard next to his ears, and his breath was all around him, mixed with the fragrance after bathing, not to mention sleeping, his spirit seemed to be getting better and better.

Slightly looking up at him, with a sharp chin, tough lines, and a man's serious eyes looking up, it is said that men are the most attractive when they are working, and it is true.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted the chin. Under the illumination of the light, he could clearly see the beard stubble. He didn't take a closer look just now, but now he discovered that someone had a small beard stubble growing on his chin.

The hand placed under the quilt moved, really wanting to touch it.

Thinking so, Le Tong stretched out his hand...

Lu Shaoqian was reading the document when he suddenly felt something soft and warm touching his chin, and the stubble of his beard felt strangely numb and itchy under her caress, very comfortable.

Lowering his eyes, he saw someone playing with his chin. Lu Shaoqian reached out and grabbed her troublesome little hand, and said in a low voice, "Can't sleep?"

Le Tong had a feeling of being caught doing something bad, so he quickly smiled, "Did I bother you?" He was about to withdraw his hand as a gesture, but Lu Shaoqian noticed that she didn't let go of her movements, and changed to arresting her instead. Hold her hand, then kissed her fingertips lightly, and said with a smile under Le Tong's embarrassed eyes: "No."

Only ten minutes had passed by this time.

Le Tong breathed a sigh of relief, "I just saw that you have stubble, so I couldn't help touching it out of curiosity, now you go to work, I'm going to bed too." He yawned just after he finished speaking.

He used to shave his beard in the morning, but recently he often stays up late and doesn't care about it at all. Every time he only takes care of it when he takes a shower. He just went back to take a shower because he was in a hurry and forgot, so the beard stubble appeared.

Lu Shaoqian let go of her hand and helped her tuck the quilt, "Go to sleep."

Le Tongen let out a sigh, then closed his eyes.

Really fell asleep this time.

When she woke up again, it was already twelve o'clock in the night, and someone was still in the previous position.

Le Tong glanced at the arm that was pressed under her body. She hadn't moved it for several hours, and it was definitely going to be numb. She sat up on the bed and rubbed his arm for him.

Lu Shaoqian, who was still working, felt the people around him move before he raised his head. What caught his eyes was someone who was gently massaging him, "Are you awake?"

Le Tong responded, "Why don't you move for a while, you have been pressed by me for several hours, and you don't feel your arms?" His hands didn't stop for a moment.

"If you move, you will wake up."

Le Tong understood his subtext, didn't speak, but kept kneading for him.

Lu Shaoqian smiled lightly, but contained tenderness, "It's actually okay, don't press it anymore." As he was about to pull his hand back, Le Tong grabbed his arm and kept a straight face on purpose, "Don't move around, otherwise I get angry."

Lu Shaoqian didn't move anymore, but just looked at her helplessly: "How can I work like this?"

"You still have to work?" Le Tong looked at him incredulously, and stopped the movement of his hands, "It's past twelve o'clock at night."

Lu Shaoqian hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"When will it be finished?" Le Tong continued to ask.

"A little bit more, soon." Lu Shaoqian withdrew his hand and replied affirmatively.

"Alright then." Le Tong felt a little disappointed in her heart, but she quickly ignored it.

(End of this chapter)