She didn't hurt herself.

Tang Qing pursed his lips, did not speak, just turned his back to him, "in the daytime, you go out. I want to sleep again

"this is my place. I want to go out. I can't help you has the final say."

"You're here. I can't sleep." Tang Qing interrupted him.

Palace Heng looks at her back, light tut a, hiss her: "delicate."

Rubbing his sleep disordered hair, he hummed and walked away with his pillow in his arms.

Gong Heng left, Tang Qing opened his eyes.

She lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

She can't hurt herself any more.

I always think that even if I drive people away, Gong Heng may install a camera directly in her room.

Then things will be abnormal

But he's a pervert. This kind of thing can be done once and for all.

Although she has no privacy at present, she does not want to eat, sleep, drink water and change clothes in the future.

That's disgusting.

Tang Qing raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Then spread out the palm and look at his wrist that string of clear kisses.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Disgusting."

……

Xia jingnian drinks coffee in the restaurant.

Seeing Gong Heng get up so early and have breakfast with him, I'm a little surprised.

Gong Heng scratched his disorderly hair, holding a chicken coop, sitting opposite Xia jingnian: "I was driven out."

Xia jingnian heartlessly laughed.

Gong Heng kneaded his aching shoulder, "she slept soundly, my shoulder was stiff."

"Who told you to watch the night when you have nothing to do, but give it to the servant?"

"I don't know why. I always feel that I'll see her less, so I want to stay with her more."

Such kind words, said from Gong Heng's mouth, is really a little unimaginable.

Xia jingnian's coffee drinking hand stopped for a moment, and then said faintly: "don't say such unlucky words, it's still long in my life."

Gong Heng gave a faint smile, and felt that his feeling was inexplicable. He reached out and took the knife and fork from the servant for breakfast.

After they had eaten for a while, Tang Qing was wheeled in a wheelchair by her servant. She changed into a decent household dress and her hair was tied up. It looked clean and tidy.

It's just that there's no mood on his face. His face is white and his complexion is not very good.

It's a regular breakfast. It's buttered. It's baked. It's black. It's black.

They've been used to it for decades, but it took her a long time to get herself to accept such high calorie food. After all, she has a mild taste all year round.

Gong Heng and Xia jingnian are chatting.

Although they are far away in the Pacific Ocean, they still talk about business, stock market, stocks, real estate, and investment.

A lot of things in this world are controlled by these people, and they don't need to be there in person.

Strategize and win thousands of miles away.

Tang Qing took a few mouthfuls of omelets. He was a little tired, and took a sip of coffee.

Bitter let her frown.

Gong Heng took out a little look at her in the chat, and then said to the maid, "go and change a cup of sweet milk."

When they finished chatting, Gong Heng looked at her.

Tang Qing is holding a cartoon milk cup to drink milk. Seeing Gong Heng looking at her, he also raises his head.

"Listen to Jing Nian say you don't plan to rebuild it?" He picked to pick eyebrows, the dark eyes revealed a trace of unpleasant dark awn, "why?"