After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

Yan Qing had a dream.

In the dream, I was in a sea of ​​fire.

The flames licked her skin fiercely, burning her eyes.

I wanted to escape, but I found that the sea of ​​fire was boundless and I couldn't see the end.

"Dad! Mom! Brother! Where are you..."

Yan Qing cried helplessly.

"Fu Wangjin...save me..."

Her consciousness was hazy. Sometimes she was thinking of the scene of the car accident, and sometimes of the wooden house where she was killed by the man in black.

In coma, Yan Qing frowned slightly, sweat broke out on his forehead, his breathing gradually became heavy, and he muttered incoherent words.

"Dad...brother...the fire...it's so big...Master, Master...save...save me..."

Seeing that she was in a nightmare, Fu Wangjin's eyes darkened. He then stretched out his broad hand to cover her forehead and called softly:

"Yan Qing, wake up, you are safe, it was just a dream."

"what!"

Accompanied by a short scream, Yan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils moved up and down restlessly.

What came into view was Fu Wangjin's extremely handsome face.

The deep and three-dimensional contours, the sharp and straight eyebrows, the narrow and cold phoenix eyes, the straight and middle nose bridge, the sexy and thin lips, and the prominent Adam's apple exude an aggressive beauty that cannot be looked at directly.

The indifference and detachment in his eyes added a bit of dignity that was detached from the mundane world, as if he were a god descended from heaven, handsome and impeccable.

"You...you..." Yan Qing gasped in shock, "How did you..."

Seeing that she was awake, Fu Wangjin stood up and was about to take a step when Yan Qing grabbed his clothes:

"Don't leave!"

Fu Wangjin turned around, and Yan Qing realized belatedly that what he had just said was a bit too harsh.

She still held on to the corner of his clothes tightly, trying her best to move her body closer to him, then raised her watery eyes and looked at him pitifully.

"Fu Wangjin, can you... not leave me?"

Her breathing was still unstable and her chest kept rising and falling.

"I…I want to stay with you—please!"

Looking at the pleading Yan Qing, Fu Wangjin blinked, and his expression actually revealed a hint of tenderness.

"I'm not leaving. I'm just going to get you a glass of water."

Yan Qing stared at him blankly, and slowly withdrew her hands that were clutching his clothes.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but the moment Fu Wangjin turned around, she actually saw a fleeting smile.

After he left, Yan Qing couldn't help but hug herself tightly.

Thinking of how he protected herself tightly in the sea of ​​fire, my heart ached.

She was obviously dead at that time.

He's just a dead person. He can't be saved even if he is taken back.

It was just a corpse, but Fu Wangjin even sacrificed his own life...

She's not worth it at all, is she?

Yan Qing sighed heavily, feeling mixed emotions.

The bedroom door opened, and Fu Wangjin walked in with a glass of water. He handed it to Yan Qing by the bed:

"Drink."

For some reason, Yan Qing couldn't help but get nervous when she saw him.

She took the cup of water and took a sip obediently - the temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold.

Yan Qing bit her lower lip nervously, blinked her eyes, and looked at Fu Wangjin cautiously.

"Don't bite."

Fu Wangjin frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and stroked her lips with his thumb.

"Yan Qing, I don't like to see you degrading yourself."

"Yan Qing Yan Qing, can you please stop calling me by my full name all the time?"

Yan Qing complained in a deliberately coquettish manner.

A slightly coquettish voice entered his ears, and the mask of indifference on Fu Wangjin's face finally began to loosen, and the defense that he thought was "solid" also softened a little.

Yan Qing took in his entire performance.

"I like to hear you call me qingqing."

She held his hand and rubbed it, then smiled.

"Can you call me Qingqing from now on?"

Fu Wangjin stared at her blankly, and something in his heart burst out.

"Qing... Qingqing?"

"Ok!"

The last time I heard him call me like this was at a fire scene.

It was clearly an extremely affectionate call, but she was no longer able to respond.

Yan Qing wanted to show a bright and brilliant smile, but tears fell first.

Crying with joy.

"...Qingqing," Fu Wangjin was somewhat at a loss, and carefully wiped away her tears with his fingertips, "Don't cry."

"I won't cry. I won't cry."

Yan Qing burst into laughter, and seeing that he had softened his heart, she pulled his arm and forced him to sit down beside her bed, and even got into his arms wantonly.

The man's body froze for a moment, and his ears turned slightly hot and red.

"Fu Wangjin, I really won't run away anymore."

Yan Qing blinked her big eyes, her long, thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and her expression was pious and gentle.

"I will always be with you. From now on, we will... be together for the rest of our lives."

Her voice became weaker and weaker, and a shy blush gradually appeared on her delicate little face.

"Qingqing..." Fu Wangjin called her name softly, gently stroking the top of her head with one hand.

He suspected that Yan Qing had drugged him again and everything before his eyes was just an illusion.

She obviously hated herself so much that she even wished he would disappear forever...

This is so abnormal.

Fu Wangjin lowered his eyelids, and his long and thick eyelashes concealed his complex emotions.

He didn't want to think about the reason, just felt the softness in his arms.

Yan Qing knew what he was thinking.

Her past behavior was truly a bad thing, so it was no wonder that Fu Wangjin refused to believe her.

"Fu Wangjin, from now on I will call you Ah Jin - okay?"

Yan Qing's eyes were as bright as a lake under the sun, sparkling with light.

She rubbed his shoulder coquettishly.

"is it okay."

Fu Wangjin was obviously not used to such contact, and his deep eyes began to be moved.

"Ajin...?"

"Yes." Yan Qing looked at him with a smile, as if she could never get tired of looking at him. "Do you think this is good?"

"......Yeah." Fu Wangjin was slightly stunned, but finally nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Yan Qing hugged him happily and leaned over to kiss Fu Wangjin on the side of his face, "Ah Jin, you are so nice."

Ah Jin...

The name sounded quite nice coming from her mouth.

"Yan...Qingqing," Fu Wangjin's eyes became even more confused, "Why?"

Why don't you hate him suddenly?

Why are you so nice to him?

"Because... I finally understand you."

Fear and prejudice finally remained little between life and death. Yan Qing knew that he never wanted to hurt himself.

"I know you love me, and you would even...give up everything for me."

Suddenly his thoughts were revealed. Fu Wangjin's eyes widened suddenly and he looked at Yan Qing with a dazed look.

"I won't doubt your sincerity."

Yan Qing paused, then mustered up the courage to speak.

"But... I think that the way you love me could be adjusted a little bit?"

Fu Wangjin keenly understood the meaning of her words, and his dark eyes became more alert.

But thinking of Xiao Di's words, he tacitly allowed Yan Qing to continue.

"A Jin, I really haven't been in the sun for a long time."

Yan Qing pursed her lips nervously, her voice very cautious.

"Would you like to...go for a walk outside with me?"