After her substitute disappeared, the CEO went crazy

Although Shen Weiqing's nightdress today is long-sleeved and the hem reaches to her ankles, the neckline is not high enough to reveal her fair neck and clearly visible collarbone.

Ling Yuzheng held the cup in one hand, and put the other on Shen Weiqing's shoulder, the tip of her nose lingered with the fragrance from her bath not long ago.

"Is the milk that someone else warms you the same as the milk I heat?"

After walking a few steps, Shen Weiqing suddenly raised her face to look at Ling Yuzheng, and asked him naively like a child vying for favor.

Only then did Ling Yuzheng realize that the cup of hot milk she ran to the kitchen to get in the middle of the night was for herself?

At first, I thought it was because she was hungry, and was thinking about whether to ask the kitchen to send something up.

In the past, when they worked overtime in China until midnight, Mama Wang and the others would prepare supper, but for them, delivering supper to the boss was just to do their job well.

Shen Weiqing was different. The reason why she did this was because she cared about him and loved him.

She just cared about his body and wanted to make him as comfortable as possible after overtime work.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuzheng's heart was instantly wrapped in a warm sense of satisfaction, and he couldn't help but hook his lips.

Before waiting for his answer, Shen Weiqing pouted, her face was a bit stinky, and she was about to turn around and leave. The next second, Ling Yuzheng's arm that was originally on her shoulders suddenly slipped down, picked up her waist, and let her body lean against her. Own.

His strength was surprisingly strong, Shen Weiqing stood on her toes and leaned back. In order to prevent falling, she could only hug Ling Yuzheng's neck reluctantly, but her face still had an angry expression.

"What? Angry?"

Ling Yuzheng lowered his head to get close to her, kissed her on the forehead, and then kissed her pouty mouth, the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger.

"No, why am I angry, you go take a shower, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Shen Weiqing was stubborn while struggling, trying to break away his hand on her waist, but the more she struggled, the tighter Ling Yuzheng hugged her.

In the next second, he raised the cup in his hand, drank the warm milk in it, and then put the cup on the coffee table beside him, and then hugged Shen Weiqing tightly with both hands, wrapping her tightly on the chest.

"It's sweet."

Shen Weiqing looked up at him, and asked him with his eyes: This is obviously pure milk, how can it be sweet?

Ling Yuzheng hooked the corner of his mouth: "As long as it is something from my wife, it is sweet, and it is different from others."

"You don't come here, open your eyes and talk nonsense."

Shen Weiqing smiled and blamed, although she said so, the awkwardness in her heart just now disappeared.

Looking back and thinking about it, I felt that I was a bit hypocritical and couldn't hold my face, so I pushed Ling Yuzheng's chest and urged him to take a bath.

"My wife is waiting for me, I will finish washing soon."

Ling Yuzheng chuckled, bit her ear to tease her, causing her face to turn red again, and after she rolled her eyes, she reluctantly let go of her hand and walked into the bathroom.

Shen Weiqing looked at his back and stood there, feeling an infinite warmth in her heart.

She doesn't know how much Ling Yuzheng loves her, but she can be sure that she loves him very, very much. If she is his heartbeat, then to Shen Weiqing, Ling Yuzheng is like his oxygen.

If his heart stopped beating, she couldn't breathe either.