Nine Hundred and Three Promises of Oneself (I)

So this is what Tang Song wanted.

Qiqi looked at the sleeping Tang Jue, and her heart was a little throbbing.

The sunlight outside the window shone in through the window, slowly, slowly moved to his charming face, and fell on his closed eyes.

She instinctively leaned over, opened her palms, and blocked the sunlight for him to avoid hurting his eyes.

Tang Jue was a very cautious person, and he woke up when there was a slight movement around him. When his eyebrows opened, the first thing that caught his eye was a woman's slender hand, with the palm facing down, white and tender, and the palm lines were clearly visible. The sun shone faintly through her fingers and hit his face.

Going up, it was Qiqi's soft and calm little face.

At this moment, she was also bending over to look at him. The two of them looked at each other, and she smiled, "Awake?"

He did not respond, but just adjusted to a more comfortable sleeping position, his eyes still fixed on her little face, a little lazy, but even more charming. The wrinkles between his eyebrows just now were completely smoothed out the moment he saw her.

"What are you looking at?" Qiqi felt uncomfortable with his gaze. His eyes wandered on her face, as if he wanted to see through every inch of her.

"What are you doing?" Tang Jue did not answer, but asked back. His eyes slowly moved away from her face and fell back on her palm.

His heart was very warm.

Although this little woman kept saying no to him and looked so stubborn, in fact...

her heart was full of tenderness.

Such a Qiqi would only make him more deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself. But he was willing.

Qiqi reacted and moved her hand away belatedly. She was afraid that he would see through her "good intentions" and hid her hand behind her back in embarrassment.

The sunlight was no longer blocked and immediately projected over unscrupulously, making Tang Jue's eyes hurt. She almost immediately closed her eyes and turned her face away.

Seeing him in such a slightly embarrassed state, Qiqi couldn't help but chuckle. It's really rare to see Tang Jue like this!

However, before the smile could spread, Tang Jue suddenly sat up from the sofa. The next moment, Qiqi felt her waist tightened, and she cried out softly. Tang Jue had easily carried her to the sofa like a doll.

She was forced to lie on him,

Her hair was completely messed up, hanging down, sweeping against his neck.

After such a vigorous exercise, his breath was heavy, and his chest was heaving violently.

Qiqi lay on his chest and could clearly feel the strength of a man in his chest. The thumping heartbeat hit her own chest through his chest.

This man can perfectly combine the beauty that surpasses women and the heroism of men. One more inch is feminine, and one less is too strong. He is God's favorite, and everything is just right.

"Tang Jue, put me down first." Qiqi came back to her senses and pulled his hand that was branded on her waist shyly. After all, this is Tang Song's office, and there is no guarantee that others will not come in. Even if Tang Song came in, it would be difficult to explain to see this scene.

"Just now you saw me in pain, and you smiled so happily, now you want me to let you go?" Tang Jue held her tightly. He put one hand behind his head and the other hand around her waist, looking into her eyes, and sighed with satisfaction: "I haven't hugged you to sleep for several days. Now that you are here, let me hug you for a while."

He was incredibly gentle while speaking. Qiqi had no ability to refuse Tang Jue like this.

She didn't refuse, so Tang Jue took it as her acquiescence. He turned slightly to the side and put her on the sofa, and the two of them lay sideways in the small space. The sofa was very narrow, so she almost nestled in Tang Jue's arms. The back of her head rested on his arm.

Qiqi didn't sleep well last night, and now she was leaning in his arms, she was really a little sleepy. Her little face subconsciously leaned against his chest. Seeing the clothes on him, she remembered the doubts in her mind and asked softly, "You didn't sleep here all night last night, did you?"

"...Yeah." Tang Jue responded nonchalantly, and now his eyes were closed. Even his eyelashes were beautiful, long and thick, and each one was clearly visible in the sun.

Hearing his answer, Qiqi's eyes were filled with pity, and her fingers subconsciously touched his eyelashes. One by one, they brushed on the fingertips, incredibly soft. Like feathers, they swept to her heart.

"I heard from Tang Song that you had a hard time in the desert." So, why don't you have a good rest and sleep at home after just coming back?

Qiqi wanted to say, but didn't say anything.

Tang Jue smiled instead. When he opened his eyes, the smile in his eyes was extremely moving. She couldn't help but feel her heart beating. She moved her hand away from his eyelashes and was held by him at once.

"You feel sorry for me?" How could he still look tired at this moment? Instead, he was beaming with joy and in high spirits.

"..." Qiqi didn't say anything. She just felt awkward being stared at by him, and felt very embarrassed. With a red face, she struggled twice to pull her hands away, but he still held them tightly. Qiqi stopped struggling, straightened her face, and said, "Tang Jue, stop making trouble, okay? I want to talk to you."

Tang Jue listened to her, said "hmm", grabbed her hand, and hugged his neck, "Go ahead."

"I... want to say 'thank you' to you."

Tang Jue raised his eyebrows.

Qiqi looked serious, "I'm sorry that you have to worry about my uncle's affairs. If it weren't for you, no one could invite Tang Song."

"Hmm."

"Also, my aunt's matter - before, Mo Xun told me that my aunt's matter was very difficult, and even if you handle it, it would take some effort."

"Well, it does take some effort, and I gave them a lot of money and favors. If it were normal days, I would be too lazy to deal with these hypocrites." Tang Jue not only did not downplay it, but exaggerated the matter. Qiqi was even more grateful, and her eyes looked at him with more fluctuations, and her expression became more gentle.

The hand around his neck also tightened.

However, the next moment, I heard Tang Jue change the subject, "Baby, you owe me such a big favor one after another, what are you going to give me back?"

Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then understood.

It turned out that he was waiting for her here!

"Then how do you want me to thank you?"

Tang Jue's long fingers gently wandered around her waist, his eyes were seductive, and his voice was hoarse and sexy, "How about giving yourself to me?"

When he said this, he was not serious, but Qiqi's heart was still confused. However, she also imitated him and held his messy hands, "Okay, I'll discuss it with my sister."

"What's there to discuss with her about our affairs?"

"You saved my aunt first, then helped my uncle. If you want to marry him, it should be my sister, their biological daughter, who should do it." Qiqi smiled harmlessly.

Tang Jue snorted and laughed, turned over and pressed Qiqi directly on the sofa, "Baby, let me, Tang Jue, force you to marry me, it's not an honor that everyone can have."