Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 47 Yu Qing's World Is Bright
Yu Yan stared deeply at her gentle side face, under the dim yellow light, her whole body seemed to be shrouded in a faint halo.

"If I'm really a pig killer, you won't be the first to live."

Yu Qing, "..."

Was she scolded?
Yu Qing's mind is still confused, and the aftereffect of the drug is still quite strong. She can't stand up even if she wants to stand up now, and she only feels that her upper body is terribly heavy.

Yu Yan stood up holding the glass deeply, and adjusted the temperature of the indoor heater.

The quilt was placed on Yu Qing's body, and he lifted it up casually, covering most of her face.

"Go on sleeping if you're not feeling well. You don't have to worry about what you're worried about. And don't feel embarrassed. It's okay to take care of old friends."

After Yu Qing returned to China, her mind was always tense, and the indescribable pressure squeezed her nerves.

His deep voice seemed to really have some comfort, or it gave her a sense of lack of security.

At this moment, Yu Qing didn't know what Yu Yanshen was doing behind his back, he just thought he was talking about the scene.

It was still late at night, she glanced at the sky outside the window, feeling inexplicably relaxed.

Sleepiness welled up in her heart, and she fell asleep not long after.

Yu Yanshen's eyes fell on the remaining water in the cup——

She had to add sleeping pills to the water to make her stay peacefully for a while.

If not, she must drag her half-dead body home.

He looked uncomfortable...or rather, reluctant.

Putting the cup into the automatic washing machine, Yu Yanshen suddenly felt that he was not sleepy at all.

Originally, he was going to sleep on the side by himself, but when he entered the side sleeper, he suddenly realized that the master bedroom was his own room.

Why do you want to sleep on your side?
Thinking of this, he returned to the master bedroom almost without hesitation.

Yu Qing had already fallen asleep very soundly, she was almost the same person as she was during the day.

One is cute and obedient curled up into a ball, and the other is indifferent, calm and arrogant.

Recalling her look when she entered that room at night, surrounded by reporters who didn't want the bottom line, but she didn't give in at all.

His back was straight, and the temperature in his eyes was completely cold.Like a beauty carved from ice.Hard and flawless.

However, he doesn't think so.

he just felt...

At that time, she must have been very sad and needed someone to rely on.

Yu Yanshen's eyes flicked across Yu Qing's lowered and quiet eyebrows.

What has she experienced that made her change from being soft and gentle before to being sharp and indifferent now.

It was as if she had imprisoned herself in an ice cave, as if the ice cave was her protective cover.

Rubbing his temples with some headaches, when Yu Yanshen was about to leave, Yu Qing suddenly murmured.

He heard the whisper, but it wasn't real enough.

As if remembering something, Yu Yan reached out and rubbed Yu Qing's face deeply.

With Xiangruan in front of his eyes, he whispered, "Yu Qing, repeat what you just said."

Yu Qing has never been the kind of character that I will do whatever you ask me to do, no matter how Yu Yanshen asks her, she refuses to say a word.

Yu Yanshen could only give up, but when he stood up again, his face seemed a little colder than before.

Looking down at that pretty face from above, it suddenly occurred to her that she didn't take a shower.

Yu Qing is obsessed with cleanliness, and he can't do without a bath for a day, he remembers this.

Yu Yan deeply wanted to wash her off - but remembering the hazy murmur in her mouth just now, he coldly withdrew his gaze.

It's not honest to sleep, thinking about other men and want him to bathe her?

When he closed the door with a little strength, Yu Qing frowned at the harsh voice, and fell asleep again.

Yu Qing's sleep quality has always been poor, which is said to be a common problem of depression.

I often wake up at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, with my eyes open, watching the sky dark and dawn, chickens and birds chirping, and the sun slowly rising.

The anxiety and suffering are indescribable.

But she slept very well that night, and slept until the middle of the morning without waking up once.

Maybe it was because of Yu Yanshen's sleeping pills, or maybe it was because his bed was soft and comfortable.

In short, at seven o'clock the next day, when Yu woke up, he felt that his world seemed to be a little brighter.

　Why is Fat Si, isn’t Mr. Yu a ferocious wolf?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)