"You can take a bath and rest." Ye Cheng said seriously.

Ye Cheng has already said so, but Xia Youning feels embarrassed to do so, but she thinks it's too bad to let him sleep on the sofa.

Once upon a time, when he was in Manxiang garden, he and she did not sleep together, of course. Often he was in the study, and she slept in the bedroom first.

But he has such a spacious and bright study.

Now think about it, she washed herself and went to bed first, but ye Cheng would be on the sofa in the living room.

But Xia you Ning always can't say, let Ye Cheng and she sleep together big bed - go up.

So he said, "you're still working. I'm your secretary. I have to be there. If you need my work, you can arrange it for me."

At this time, the indoor atmosphere is a little subtle. Ye Cheng also knows that in Manxiang garden, although it is not a big villa, it can still be in the same room. Now in a hotel room, she and he are sitting in the living room, and she is watching him at work. This is the first time.

Ye Cheng turned around and pointed at the mail in his mailbox. He had already dealt with half of it, but he deliberately wanted to do it at a slow speed. However, when he inadvertently clicked an email title with his mouse, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a prank thought flashed through his mind.

"If you say that, there's something for you to do. Go and pull a chair." Ye Cheng turns his face and points to the swivel chair beside Xia Youning seriously. Xia Youning sits up from the sofa, walks over, sits on the chair, and then approaches Ye Cheng.

Two people are sitting in front of the computer, some close, the girl has a unique aroma, let Ye Cheng's mind unconsciously calm down.

Incomparable physical and mental comfort.

"Mr. Ye, what do you want me to do?" Xia Youning asked shyly. In fact, she was sensitive to the distance at this time.

Sitting next to the computer and working together, I always feel a little ambiguous.

"It's not something urgent, it's just a poem." Ye Cheng said and opened the mail.

"Oh?" Xia Youning blinked a few times and looked curiously.

"You see, this is an English poem, which was sent by an American friend of mine, but what he wanted to pursue was a Chinese girl, so he wanted to translate this poem into Chinese. It takes some skill to translate poetry. I don't know much about it. Try to read it for me. "

Ye Cheng knows that Xia Youning's English is excellent. When she was in middle school, her English level was far higher than that of other foreign language university graduates.

Because she has been exposed to English since childhood.

But these are secondary, at this time, he just wanted to hear her read this poem to him.

Translation is Xia Youning's major and also her job. As soon as she heard about this arrangement, she had long forgotten the ambiguous feeling she had just had with Ye Cheng. She was very attentive and focused on the English sentences on the e-mail. Because the display screen of the computer was not very large, she couldn't see them clearly. So she took the initiative to pull her chair to the computer, and didn't realize it, This approach makes her and Ye Cheng close enough to feel each other's breath.

"Even at the end of the world, I still love you."

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"Love you, let me not want to sleep, you are more beautiful than dream in my eyes."

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"I miss you so much! Long miss is like a kite with broken line, floating and floating to your side.... "

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