Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Did I put wasabi?" Xia Xingchen asked and answered, "It may be that my eyes are not so good, I read wrong."

"Green and white are indistinguishable, and my eyes are not very good. This time, I'll take you to the ophthalmology. It's really not possible, have a good operation and correct your vision!"

"..."

Bai Yeqing lowered his chopsticks and got up and left. Naturally cannot eat.

Xia Xingchen is just teasing him, naturally he will not really starve him. Quickly dragged his hand and pushed his plate in front of him.

Bai Yeqing glanced at her.

"I promise cheese inside."

Then he picked up his chopsticks again. "What do you eat?"

"... I still have a plate in the kitchen."

"..." So this little woman made it clear that she wanted to fix him!

……………………

Mr. Xiaobai was angry, so he didn't care much about her all night.

at night.

I played flying chess with my son, and when I was too sleepy, I put away everything and patted Dabai's calf, "Sleep."

Xia Dabai yawned and nodded his head.

She led Xia Dabai upstairs. Halfway through, I glanced back at someone and saw that he was still sitting on the sofa downstairs, flipping through the book, and sipping red wine. Did not mean to sleep at all.

"Dabao, are you still angry with Xiaobai?" Xia Dabai asked, pulling her thoughts back.

She didn't answer, just yawned. However, it seems that ... not only is he angry with himself, but he is also angry with himself ~

Xia Dabai played for a day and was sleepy. Lie in bed and fell asleep in a while. Xia Xingchen thought of the man in the hall and didn't know if he was asleep.

In the middle of the night, she slept dryly and poured water out of the room. Staring, he was about to go to the kitchen. However, halfway through, the figure on the sofa was holding her back.

He even fell asleep on the sofa!

On the small round table, there are half bottles of red wine. The television was still showing programs she couldn't understand, and it never turned off.

This man ... why, like a child, fell asleep on the sofa?

Although the temperature here is high during the day, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and he has nothing on his body. If he falls asleep like this, he must catch a cold.

Xia Xingchen lowered the glass, squatted down, and patted his face.

"Night Engine."

"Ye Qing?"

He called twice, without opening his eyes. Just clasped her hands.

His palm is warm. Pull her hand in the palm of her hand, rubbing her thumb on the back of her hand.

The little movement was natural, but it made her feel warm.

Looking at his quiet sleeping face, the corners of his lips were slightly bent, "Get up. Why don't you sleep on the bed upstairs, why sleep on the sofa?"

Maybe such a night, too quiet, her voice sounded as soft as cotton wool.

He didn't know if it was heard or not. He frowned and opened his eyes half-opened. It seemed that the light in the room was too bright. He raised his hand to block the light, and then woke up.

Frown and sit up. With the index finger and thumb of his right hand squeezed, he squeezed in the brows.

"headache?"

Xia Xingchen squatted and looked at him worriedly. He held her hand in the other hand, not loose.

At night, the two were awkward during the day, and she didn't remember it. Looking at his expression, he was worried, and his tone was very gentle.

Bai Yeqing looked at her with a deeper look.

"Did you fall asleep long ago?" The man's voice was still dumb because he was half asleep and awake. Sexy.

"I'm thirsty, get up and drink some water."

Xia Xingchen pointed at his cup.

Bai Yeqing nodded slightly, eased his drowsiness, picked up the cup, and walked into the kitchen. After a while, he poured water out, not cold or hot, just warm.

"Drink." She passed the water in front of her.

Xia Xingchen took a sip of the warm liquid, which made her feel warm. Looking up at him, "Did you have a headache on the couch?"

"Ok."

"Then you go upstairs and sleep."

Bai Yeqing didn't reply to her, but just glanced at the glass in her hand and looked at his watch, "Hurry up, it's late."

She nodded, took two sips and drank the water. Just dropped the cup, the next moment, light body. The man's strong arms had already held her up.

Leaning on his chest, he could smell the scent of red wine on the man, mixed with the scent of peppermint that was unique to him, and surrounded her to make her feel at ease.

She didn't struggle, raising her hand instinctively, wrapping his neck.

Two people came into the room and lay down on the bed.

On a quiet night, it seems particularly abrupt. It's his cell phone.

Bai Yeqing frowned, his long arms crossed, and he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside. Glancing at the flashing name on the screen, I got impatient and got it to my ear.

"Dr. Fu, do you want to call now?"

"Sir, is Miss Xia there? I have a very important matter to find her." Fu Yichen's voice was anxious.

Bai Yeqing glanced at the little woman who was about to fall asleep. "She's asleep. Let's talk about something tomorrow."

Xia Xingchen vaguely knew that Fu Yichen was looking for himself. What can he do to find himself? Thinking of Wei Yang who is now far away in country M, she was awake a lot.

"Give me the phone."

She poked her hand out of the quilt.

Bai Yeqing glanced at her, and Fu Yichen said, "Wait a minute."

She took the phone and ‘feed’ it gently. Fu Yichen was silent there for a moment, and then she solemnly asked: “Miss Xia, please tell me the truth ...”

"Weiyang, is the child in the stomach mine?"

Two sentences, he paused for a long time before he was complete. On such nights, the man's voice sounded astringent and bitter.

Xia Xingchen was completely sober now. Holding the quilt, leaned halfway to the bed and sat up.

She looked out the window, this strange sea city, at this point, the light was still on. It ’s just, I do n’t know, now that she is alone in Weiyang of M country, is she as bright as her here ...

"Ms. Xia?" Fu Yichen asked again without hearing the answer.

Xia Xingchen's thin lips lightly froze, but what he said was completely out of bounds, "Dr. Fu, your wife, should have been born now? I haven't given you congratulations."

Congratulations, but in fact, there was no meaning of joy in the tone. How happy she was to think of Wei Yang's grievances?

When she accompanied her to the hospital, she was desperate, and she still can dream of it late at night.

Aside, Bai Yeqing seemed to feel her fluctuating mood, and the book in her hand stopped, and she could not help turning her face to look at her twice.