Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 665 Let's sleep in separate beds
Ye Jiaqi's work is not too busy, and he usually doesn't need to work overtime.

At night, she would read in the study of Josnian's villa and do the exercises Professor Mu gave her.

Only she and Professor Mu know about the University of Chicago, and she hasn't told anyone yet.

That night, she called Ning An.

"An'an, are you feeling better? Have you been discharged from the hospital?"

"I've been discharged from the hospital. I haven't been to work recently. I'm resting at home." Ning An's tone sounded exhausted.

"Shall I see you tomorrow night?"

"Jiaqi, there's no need, the Song family is flying like dogs, so you better not come."

"What's wrong? Song Shaoyan...has he quarreled with you again?"

Ning An smiled bitterly: "Maybe because I'm still a patient, I didn't quarrel with me."

"An'an, don't wrong yourself."

Ye Jiaqi felt sore in her heart. She didn't know how to comfort Ning An, because she was not good at dealing with these things.

She just felt a little sad for Ning An.

"I know, Jiaqi, take care of yourself too."

Ning An chatted with Ye Jiaqi for a long time again.

Ye Jiaqi is very simple, she likes girls like this.

She only thought that Ye Jiaqi must not follow her old path in the future, and must marry love instead of forcing herself.

After hanging up the phone, she looked up and saw Song Shaoyan walking in.

Ning An lowered his head and poured himself a glass of boiled water.

Song Shaoyan just came back from the company, with a handsome figure, deep eyebrows, and a suit he just took off hanging on his arm.

"I'm back." Ning An said lightly.

"Ah."

Song Shaoyan glanced at her, hung the suit on the hanger, and untied the taupe tie around his neck.

Ning An was still very tired, although the fever subsided, but this time he had tossed himself a bit, his whole body was weak and he couldn't lift up.

She wore pajamas and took the medicine with hot water.

"I'm still not feeling well tonight, let's sleep in separate beds." Ning An looked at him.

Her eyes were pleading and dull, looking tired and powerless.

"I'm not that beastly." Song Shaoyan said lightly, his tone quite dissatisfied, "You don't have to sleep in the same bed as me."

Ning An put down his water glass and stood up, without much expression on his face, as indifferent as ice.

"Actually, you don't have to wrong yourself. Grandpa is on vacation these few days, so he won't care if you come back." Ning An walked to the window and drew the curtains.

Song Shaoyan paused for unbuttoning his hand, then turned his head, his cold eyes fell on her expressionless face.

"This is my home, shouldn't I come back?"

"I'm just thinking about you. After all, my body may take many days to recover, and I can't satisfy you."

"Ning An, how do you look like a wife? Huh?" Song Shaoyan looked at her coldly.

The elegance and warmth on his body were gone, replaced by indifference and anger.

"Heh." Ning An smiled softly, and really felt like he had heard a joke, "You look like a husband now?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Song Shaoyan frowned and rubbed his temples.

It was nine o'clock, and he came back from the company exhausted. She didn't ask a word of concern, but quarreled with him very ignorantly.

"Yeah." Ning An didn't want to quarrel with him either, "I'm sleepy, I'll sleep first, you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the bed in her slippers, and got on the bed as if no one else was there.

Song Shaoyan looked at her and felt a surge in his heart.

(End of this chapter)