"No, I mean, in the middle of the night, I'm sorry to bother the people in the hotel to open a room again, otherwise... You lie on my bed and I lie on the sofa, so I can make do with the night?"
Boss Bo finally agreed.
They couldn't just walk all night. It was cold outside, and he didn't want her to be frozen any more. So he went into the hotel and her room with her.
As soon as he entered the room, Tang Qingge suddenly felt cold. "Boss, you have to rest quickly. You have to catch a plane back tomorrow!"
"Come here."
He stood by the bed. The snow on his body had already dried up. He took off his windbreaker and only had his shirt. He waved to her. Tang Qingge ran to her. Bo Qichen rubbed her hair. Her hair had just been wet by the snow. "Go wash your hair. Don't catch a cold."
"Oh."
"You sleep in bed tonight."
"No, you can't sleep in bed!"
"I sleep on the sofa."
In fact, he doesn't sleep.
Tang Qingge felt a little distressed for the man. "That's even worse. Look, the red blood under your eyes is about to spread to the corners of your eyes. Anyway, I won't listen. You must sleep in bed."
He moved his mouth but did not move.
Tang Qingge suddenly became angry. "Why are you so stubborn? Well, let's sleep together. Is that all right?"
"Yes."
“……”
Tang Qingge reflected what she had just said, and her expression changed. But what she said was like pouring water. She stuck her neck and said, "let me clean it up."
She turned to the bathroom and held her face.
We are going to sleep together tonight.
Would she like to take a bath.
Wait, what are you going to do or take a bath?
But she's been filming all day. What if she smells so bad that she smells like him?
Tang Qingge took a shower, but he was not satisfied with the fragrance of the shower gel. He took another bath, added some spices and petals, and soaked it carefully for half an hour until the fragrance came out of his pores.
She put on her nightdress and came out.
After tossing and turning for so long, she thought boss Bo should go to bed, but she didn't expect him to go to bed. Tang Qingge didn't have any idea of making fans bubble.
"Boss, do you have insomnia?"
She walked over and looked at the black under his eyes with worried eyes.
Bo Qichen looked at her worried appearance, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and said faintly, "a little."
She climbed onto the bed, patted the pillow and handed it to him, "lie down first and I'll sing to you to make you sleep."
He looked helpless and rubbed his eyebrows. "Tang Qingge, I'm not a child."
He is not Tangtang.
She suddenly wilted. "What should I do? Why do you have insomnia and work under great pressure?"
"Yes."
"Then don't let yourself be so stressed. You have money and a house. Since you have everything, why do you live for others? You should live freely by yourself!"
Bo Qichen looked at her, "if I no longer have money, you..." will still like me, call my boss, and smile at me intimately?
Tang Qingge blinked, "how can I?"
He pursed his lips. "It's all right. It's late. I suddenly feel sleepy."
"Oh, well, you should go to bed soon. It's very late."
For people who suffer from insomnia, it is really a very happy thing to have a safe sleep. She doesn't dare to disturb him any more. When she turns off the light, she will be far away from him.
She was afraid that she would turn over and wake him up again, so she didn't move.
The snow stopped outside the window and the air was quiet.
Tang Qingge's breath gradually calmed down. She felt that she was the sleepiest one.