Having Triplets With Potent CEO

It's 12:00 in the middle of the night.

At this time, Tang Qingge was sleepy as a dog, but now she can't sleep.

Tang Qingge lay in bed and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling. The more he looked, the more he looked. The chandelier seemed to be a devil with a big mouth. His green eyes were staring at her.

So terrible.

Tang Qingge silently pulled on the quilt and covered his head.

Next door presidential suite master bedroom

The man in bed had just finished reading the urgent document sent by the company. After processing the document, Bo Qichen put his mobile phone on the bedside table and turned off the bedside lamp.

The master bedroom was dark and quiet.

Suddenly, there was a drag sound in the air.

The man turned on the bedside lamp.

When the light was on, a man and a woman stared at each other.

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Bo. I don't do anything. I just feel like I know the bed! Yes, I know the bed. It's like I sleep on the ground like this. Hey? Lie here, yes, I don't know the bed like that when I sleep here!"

Tang Qingge dragged the bed, quilt and pillow and tried to drag it in a certain direction. She found that the man didn't sleep, turned on the light, stammered and explained. By the way, she lay on the floor next to the man's bed, covered the quilt and stared at Bo Qichen.

"I'm your employee. I'm going to officially shoot the film tomorrow. If I don't have a good rest because I recognize the bed, it will delay the process of shooting tomorrow. If I delay shooting, it will delay your making money, so you won't sit idly by, will you?"

"I'll sleep here. I swear, I'll never get up in the middle of the night and do wrong to you, okay?"

“……”

"It's late. I'll go to bed first! Good night, Mr. Bo!"

After that, regardless of whether Bo Qichen agrees or not, Tang Qingge gets into the quilt and doesn't intend to come out again. Bo Qichen looks at the curled ball on the ground and is still shivering vaguely.

He wouldn't think she was cold. The hotel bedroom was always at room temperature.

For a long time, the man lowered his dark eyes, probably tired, and did not care whether she was a bed or sleep on the floor.

Say good night to the world.

Sure enough, she felt much better sleeping next to the cold face.

Tang Qingge got his head out of the quilt, breathed two mouthfuls of fresh air, and listened to the even breathing sound of the man next to him. It seemed that the man hadn't slept yet.

Don't worry. Tang Qingge talked about ten million.

"Mr. Bo, you asked the bodyguard to send me ten million today. Did you really give it to me?"

"Yes."

He really gave it!

Adhering to the concept of no merit and no reward, Tang Qingge scratched his scalp and did it in some distress.

After thinking about it, he said, "otherwise, the money is the pay you sent me in advance. Xianyao Ji is a play invested by Dihua entertainment company, so you are still my boss. I'll take the money as your salary in advance. Thank you, Mr. Bo."

As soon as the chatterbox was opened, Tang Qingge couldn't help saying.

"Mr. Bo, I have a daughter. You should investigate my daughter. She's very cute, isn't she? Jingxi helped me take care of the milk candy tonight, so I can finally rest assured."

Hearing this, Bo Qichen also thought of the beautiful and lovely little girl in the photo. The little girl's eyes were very like Tang Qingge. During the day, the peach blossom demon falling from the tree fell into his arms and looked at him with a pair of panicked eyes like a deer. Those eyes went straight to the bottom of his heart. It seemed that something also fell into his heart, painless but lingering.