And the Secretary gently closed the door of the office, in the heart can't help but guess, only afraid that this woman, in the future will become the hostess of the white maple group.

After all, even when I was with Miss Gao, I never said that Miss Gao could enter his office at any time.

Besides... The Secretary has read the news about the chairman and Miss Qin before! Naturally, I can understand that this woman occupies a different position in the heart of her boss.

Qin Lianyi walks into the office, only to see Bai Tingxin lying on the sofa with a thin blanket on her body, as if she is resting.

She didn't know whether she should be relieved.

He fell asleep. At least she didn't have to talk to him face to face. Now when she put the clothes away like this, she would return them to him in front of him!

She put the clothes in her hand on the tea table, intending to leave, but her sight fell on him.

So he fell asleep, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes, and there was a shadow on his eyelids.

She still remembers that once, when he was sleeping beside her, she always liked to gently poke and touch his face with her hands, which was called "eat more tofu".

Even when he was asleep, she would pose funny poses to take photos with him, and then look at those photos and be happy.

Think about the past... Really beautiful, beautiful as if it was the most beautiful dream.

However, dreams will wake up one day after all, won't they?

Just like these eyes, even if they look at her like this, they also... Look at her?!

Qin Lianyi suddenly returns to her senses and finds that Bai Tingxin has opened her eyes now. What's more embarrassing is that her fingers are sticking to his cheek at some unknown time, with that kind of "pinch" posture.

God, that's why the bad habits of the past are so bad!

Qin Lianyi subconsciously wants to take back her hand, but Bai Tingxin has grasped her hand first, "even if I'm asleep, do you want to touch me?"

"No... no..." her face suddenly turned red. "I just want to return the last clothes to you. They have been washed. Then, because I used to do this when you were asleep, it's all a matter of habit... Ah, it's not...

Qin Lianyi only has the feeling that the more she describes, the darker she feels. When it comes to the back, she doesn't know I'm talking about something.

Bai Tingxin sat up, lifted his long arm, and directly pulled Qin Lianyi into his arms. "So for so many years, your habit is still there, isn't it?"

"Bai Tingxin, let me go!" Qin Lianyi struggles.

But her strength was not enough for him. Instead, he held her more tightly.

"Ripple, for you, I've become your habit. No matter how many years have passed, those habits are still there." Bai Tingxin whispered, his face buried in Qin Lianyi's neck, smelling her breath, "for me, you are also my habit, which I can't get rid of over the years."

It's like only holding her like this, smelling her like this, can let him no longer have that kind of empty loneliness, can let him have a sense of peace of mind.