Chief husband, strong love!

Before he could ask whether he was real or fake, the phone had been cut off.

Then I learned that today's meetings have been temporarily changed to video conferences

*

Shen Enron slept heavily and slept for a long time.

By the time I woke up, it was past noon.

She got up and rubbed the sore spots on her body.

Tang qiange deliberately exaggerates to her, making ye Shengting think she was badly abused by him.

In fact, although she is not so exaggerated, it is true that she is tired to collapse, and she still hasn't recovered from her deep burnout.

When she got out of bed, she smelled that there seemed to be a little light aroma in the room. She was very sure that it didn't exist before going to bed.

Strange, what's the smell?

But the cold tone of the whole room looks like there will be no flowers and aromatherapy.

This kind of sweet smell is even more unlikely to be the perfume that will appear around the night Sheng ting.

She yawned, put on a skirt, went out barefoot, stood on the stairs, looked at Aunt Rong, who was busy on the first floor, and asked curiously, "aunt Rong, what's the smell in my room? How do you think it's a little fragrant."

Aunt Rong thought, "maybe it was ordered by the young master to help sleep."

It's still him. It seems that he can't sleep well here. He needs some incense to sleep

"Young lady, can you prepare lunch?"

She leaned against the stairs, stretched lazily and nodded, "well, I'll go downstairs soon."

Aunt Rong raised her head, smiled and said, "I'm going to prepare lunch now. Soon. Remember to call the young master before Mrs. young goes downstairs."

Shen Enron almost fell down, "who's your name?"

Yesheng Ting?

Why is yeshengting still there?

But she never thought about the possibility that he was in the villa now, so she was so relaxed.

"The young master is probably in the study." Aunt Rong reminded and went to the kitchen.

Shen Enron muttered to himself: "... No, why is he still there?"

Behind her, the tall figure standing at the door of the study still stopped there.

Night Shengting looked at her lazy and boneless appearance and stretched. After hearing that he was there, he clearly felt that the speed of light of her whole person had changed.

Even if he could only see her back, he knew how uncomfortable she was suddenly.

Just because... Where is he?

He looked at her with a dark face. When she turned around, his legs trembled, and his face was even more uncertain.

"You, when did you stand here!" Shen Enron leaned his back against the corridor guardrail and blinked nervously.

She was a little angry yesterday. She was not afraid of anything when she was angry.

Now as soon as she had a good night's sleep, when she saw him, she remembered that the last memory of him was that he drugged her

She unconsciously closed her legs.

That medicine, it's time to hide.

Ye Shengting wore a simple and elegant dark gray home clothes. His face was still handsome and indifferent, without the slightest emotion and temperature, as if nothing had happened yesterday.

He slowly copied his hands into his trouser pocket with indifferent eyebrows and eyes. "Am I here? Do I need your permission?"

"No..." she took a breath and pointed her hand downstairs unnaturally. "By the way, aunt Rong asked you to go down to dinner. I'll change my clothes first, and I won't eat at home later..."

"You don't have to go out these days."

Shen Enron had avoided his eyes and wanted to go. His eyebrows jumped because of this sentence. Suddenly, he said, "I can't go out?"

Yesheng Ting walked slowly to the stairs, "don't go out until your body recovers."

“……”

"Or are you ready?"

Shen Enron immediately felt that Tang qiange was still a little tender compared with him

"I..." she tangled for a while, "it's not good, it's still... Still painful."

Night Sheng Ting stopped next to her, and his low voice asked faintly, "is it still painful?"

Shen Enron looked at him and couldn't answer.