"Miss Ye, it's okay." A young lady spoke softly.
"Yeah." Ye Rong responded lazily and sat up from the chaise longue. She almost fell asleep.
Not to mention, she was actually a little sleepy at the moment.
After taking a bath, the young lady changed her into comfortable pajamas.
The collar and cuffs of the palace-style pajamas are covered with a circle of lace, and the hem is calf-length, looking like an ordinary home wear.
Her long hair was also casually tied up, and the light blue sky blue was naturally entangled in her hair.
"There are a few more points for Miss Ye to note. You will be staying in Mr. Shen's bedroom at night, so please do not use perfume. You cannot go to bed without Mr. Shen's permission. When Mr. Shen is in a bad mood at night, please be obedient and keep quiet no matter what the situation is..."
"Finally, Mr. Shen doesn't like others to make their own decisions."
Listening to the housekeeper's instructions, Ye Rong nodded to show that she understood. She slept quite quietly, and she had no intention of sacrificing herself and would not do anything unnecessary.
Seeing that she accepted it well and didn't even show any surprise, the housekeeper felt a little surprised and then took her to the master bedroom.
Bai Zang Mansion covers a large area. Shen Yanqing lives in the east of Bai Zang Mansion, which is also where the heads of the family have lived for generations. The other owner of the Shen family is not here and rarely comes out on weekdays.
From the information provided by the Special Task Office, Ye Rong also knew that the woman who was older than her was the first wife of Shen Yanqing's grandfather. Although she had no blood relationship with Shen Yanqing, she could be considered Shen Yanqing's grandmother.
This person is also the only member of the Shen family who can live in Bai Zang Mansion except Shen Yanqingyu.
"Mr. Shen will be here later." The housekeeper brought her to the bedroom door and said, "You need to wait a moment."
"Okay." Ye Rong responded.
After the door was closed, Ye Rong went to the sofa in front and sat down.
This bedroom is very spacious, twice as big as an ordinary bedroom. It seems very empty, as if you can hear the sound of breathing.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, or maybe the locust trees outside were too tall and their shadows cast, making the room look a little eerie.
Ye Rong sat on the sofa, very obediently. She covered her lips and yawned. She was a little sleepy and didn't care whether the room was gloomy or not.
As a materialist, she has no guilt in her heart and is really not afraid.
So Ye Rong took out his cell phone to wake himself up.
She first played games for a while, then browsed Weibo, and finally she was too sleepy to play anymore.
“…” Ye Rong glanced at the time, not knowing what time Shen Yanqing would come.
If it wasn't because today was the first night and she wanted to have a positive start, she would have just curled up on the sofa and taken a nap.
The character must be kept stable.
You can do it!
Ye Rong secretly encouraged herself in her heart.
Time passed by second by second. Ye Rong sat on the sofa hugging a pillow and fishing, until there was a sound at the door, and she opened her eyes in a trance.
Um?
Is 䋘 coming?
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Ye Rong did not turn his head, but pinched his thigh to wake himself up.
Although the effect is not great, at least I am not so confused anymore.
She turned her head and saw Shen Yanqing still in formal attire. He looked a little gloomy, and had a deep sense of fatigue, as if he was an old man who was about to die, even though he was only 36 years old at most.
Ye Rong paused, then stood up from the sofa naturally, walked towards him, and said softly: "Mr. Shen, you are here."
Shen Yanqing, who was sitting on the bed, seemed to have just noticed her presence. He raised his head and saw her. He said "hmm" faintly, then thought of something and slowly said, "Come here."
His voice is as magnetic as ever, and a little sexy when he whispers.
To be honest, this scene, late at night, when the man is sitting on the bed and saying "come here" to the woman, is hard not to be given other meanings.
Ye Rong has been a widow for more than ten years. She has never eaten pork but has never seen a pig run. To be honest, for a man and a woman alone, staying in the same room late at night, it would be abnormal for them not to post something.
But Ye Rong knew in her heart that not only did the other party not have such an intention, but she would be punished if she dared to make any small move.
So she passed the exam without any pressure at all.
"Have you been waiting long enough?" The whispered tone was indescribably sexy on such a night, especially when the other person spoke words that sounded like concern.
Ye Rong looked up at the clock on the wall and realized the truth: "I waited for three hours and nineteen minutes."
"..." The unexpected answer made Shen Yanqing look at the girl beside him. He didn't know how many people he had asked this question to.
Of course, Shen Yanqing didn't care about the answer itself.
He looked at the girl next to him. She was not nervous or expectant, nor was she anxious about what would happen next. She was calm.
"Are you sleepy?"
"Yeah." Ye Rong resisted the urge to yawn and held it in for a moment.
"You go to sleep first." Shen Yanqing gave the order.
Ye Rong paused, looked at the man next to her, and hesitated: "Where should I sleep?"
Shen Yanqing raised his eyes and pointed to the sofa in the distance.
“…” Admittedly, Ye Rong had never thought that the boss would give her the bed, but this straightforward and “it should be this way” attitude still made her stunned.
It was late at night, a man and a woman were alone, and the man let the woman sleep on the sofa.
What are you doing?!
Ye Rong looked at Shen Yanqing and suddenly said, "Mr. Shen..."
"Hmm?" Chen Yanqing half-closed his eyes, as if listening to her patiently. His nodding seemed to encourage her to continue. His fingers moved intermittently, but his eyes were filled with indifference.
"Look at how big the bedroom is," Ye Rong continued, "how about adding an extra bed in the room tomorrow?"
It's okay if you just take a simple nap or a power nap on the sofa, but sleeping on the sofa for a whole night is really a torture. If you sleep on the sofa for a long time, it will affect your quality of life.
"..." Shen Yanqing paused for a moment, looking up at the girl: "Put another bed?"
"Yes." The girl nodded and looked at him earnestly: "Is it okay?"
"No." Shen Yanqing always gives people a feeling of being slow and leisurely when speaking. His voice is low, magnetic, breathy, noble and elegant, which is definitely a benefit for voice control.
"..." Even if I am rejected, I still feel like I can't hate you.
Ye Rong thought that maybe the voice was too soft. He always spoke in a low voice, but it was very clear in the empty room.
It has a sense of distance and nobility, yet at the same time it is sexy. It would be a waste if this sound is not used to record a drama CD.
"Is that so?" Ye Rong was not disappointed. Just sleep on the sofa. At least there is a place to sleep.
She has a great attitude.
"Then I'll go to sleep, you should also go to bed early." Ye Rong smiled and said cheerfully, "I wish you a good dream."
Ye Rong said as she leaned towards the sofa.
It was getting late and she was really sleepy.
As for people with sleep disorders, Xianyu can't help them. So I wish you a good dream.
Ye Rong covered herself with the blanket, closed her eyes and fell into a good sleep immediately.
The air in the room quickly returned to silence.
Shen Yanqing sat on the bed for a while, then stood up and looked towards Fang Qiong on the sofa. The girl was covered with a thin blanket, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.
The girl's cheeks were flushed with a healthy pink, and her fair, slender neck was thin and fragile, easily exposed to the eyes. Shen Yanqing stretched out his hand to cover her neck, feeling the faint pulse and temperature in his palm.
After a moment, Shen Yanqing withdrew his hand.
Looking at the sleeping girl, he seemed to be thinking of something and an ambiguous smile appeared on his face.
"Sweet dreams..."
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