Quick Wear: The female supporting role is soft-hearted and cruel, and the big boss chases her and ki

Chapter 377: Bullying the Cute Cats is Prohibited 24

After dealing with all this, Mingnan breathed a sigh of relief, threw away his phone and went to take a shower.

Things came to an end for the time being, and she could finally have a good sleep.

After running around these days, even a monster would feel tired.

Mingnan rinsed his tired body with warm water and applied fragrant shower gel. He emptied his mind, slowly rubbed out bubbles, and then rinsed it off.

Finally, she washed her hair carefully, blew it dry, wrapped herself in her newly bought, clean bathrobe, walked out in her slippers, and then threw herself directly onto the big bed.

She lay there with her arms and legs spread out, not moving for a long time.

Just when 205 thought she had fallen asleep, she did a somersault, then fell back motionless.

205: [? ? ? ]

205: [A dead body? ]

Mingnan: [No, I want to get my phone, but I don’t want to move.]

205: […]

Your cell phone seems to be right next to the bed?

Mingnan lay there for a while and finally got up.

205: [Want to move now? ]

Mingnan chuckled, "I miss Ning Jue."

205:【…………】

Maybe it was telepathy, but the next second her cell phone rang.

She stretched out her arm to take it and took a look, and it was indeed a message from Ning Jue.

Ning Jue didn't ask her if she did what happened tonight.

Because the answer is obvious.

He sent her a picture of a piano.

The lights in the living room must have been off, as the piano was half enveloped in moonlight and half hidden in darkness.

Light and shadow became a knife, cutting the world into two opposite halves.

This time, Ning Jue himself did not appear in the camera, not even his hands were shown, but his shadow fell on the ground.

Mingnan saw it at a glance.

She stared at the photo for a long time, too lazy to type, so she sent a voice message, "You're still not asleep so late, practicing the piano so hard, are you planning to change your career and become a pianist?"

Ning Jue stood in front of the French window. When he saw the voice bar pop up, he subconsciously wanted to click on it, but then paused.

He turned up the volume to maximum and played the speaker.

Mingnan's lazy voice suddenly sounded in the silent villa.

"You're still not sleeping so late. Are you practicing piano so hard? Do you want to change your career and become a pianist?"

When the first word in the voice came out, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, the voice strip was too short and it ended before I could get a feel for it.

So he clicked it again, but this time he didn't turn on the speaker, but put it to his ear in earpiece mode.

He held his breath and moved closer, as if Mingnan was speaking in his ear.

After listening to it, he let out a long breath, turned around and leaned against the piano, and typed: [Is it convenient to video chat? ]

But he deleted it soon and changed it to [Is it convenient for voice? ]

He was already overwhelmed with longing for her when he didn't see her, and now that he really saw her, he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep at all tonight.

Mingnan didn't answer this time, but directly made a voice call.

Ning Jue immediately answered the call.

The hand that was pinching his waist couldn't help but clench, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said softly: "Mumbling?"

Mingnan was lying on the bed, and when he heard the sound, he couldn't help but shake his legs.

Through the phone, Ning Jue's voice seemed to sound even gentler.

"Yes, Ning Jue."

"exist."

Ning Jue responded, turned his head and looked at the rose garden outside the window, his eyes full of smiles, "You haven't slept either, can't you sleep?"

Mingnan smiled and said, "Didn't I ask you the question first? Why are you asking it back?"

"I didn't play the piano, I just thought of you when I saw it, but it's true that I couldn't sleep."

"Why can't you sleep?"

After this question was asked, both sides fell silent.

The faint sound of electricity was mixed with the shallow breathing of the two people.

The night was silent, but a thread connected the people who were separated from each other, and the slightest fluctuations touched each other's hearts.

After a while, Ning Jue lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm thinking about you."

Mingnan couldn't help laughing, "Do you still want it now?"

Ning Jue said without hesitation, "I do."

"I think about it when I hear the sound."

"More."

Mingnan rolled around on the bed, then lay on his back and raised his arms to cover his eyes. "What should I do? I can't stay awake all night, right?"

Ning Jue pinched his ear, "Are you sleepy?"

"not yet."

"Then I'll play the piano for you."

"it is good."

Ning Jue put his phone aside, turned around and sat down on the piano stool, thought for a moment, and played a gentle song.

Mingnan got up to turn off the lights, then rolled into bed, put his phone on the bedside table and listened with his eyes closed.

After the song ended, Mingnan felt drowsy.

Ning Jue called her twice before she heard, "Hmm..."

Ning Jue stood up with his phone in hand, "Are you sleepy?"

Mingnan said vaguely: "A little bit."

"Aren't you sleepy yet?"

Ning Jue imitated her words, "Yes, what should we do?"

Mingnan laughed hoarsely, "I heard that sleepiness is contagious. I won't hang up. Put your phone next to the bed and I'll count sheep for you."

Ning Jue was amused by her.

He pushed open the bedroom door, got into bed in the dark without turning on the light, and after lying down, he turned on the recording mode of his mobile phone and placed it on the pillow on the other side.

"Are you ready? I'm going to start counting." Mingnan said.

Ning Jue closed his eyes and whispered, "Okay."

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, and a little sheep named Ning Jue..."

Ning Jue laughed in a gentle voice.

"A long time ago, there was a little lamb named Ning Jue. He would not sleep in the middle of the night, wandering around everywhere, and he liked to bleat."

"later……"

After a long period of silence, Ning Jue couldn't help but ask, "What happened next?"

"Then he was eaten up by someone."

Mingnan's voice became quieter and quieter, until it was almost inaudible, with only his shallow breathing remaining.

Ning Jue knew that she had fallen asleep, so he didn't call her or hang up the phone. He just fell asleep with her breathing as his pillow.

It turned out that sleepiness was contagious. He couldn't fall asleep before, but now he fell into a dream miraculously.

……

When Mingnan woke up the next day, he found that his phone had run out of battery and was turned off.

Did they actually talk on the phone all night?

Mingnan quickly found a charger and plugged his phone in, but it was really out of power.

She yawned, turned around, picked up her laptop, and checked yesterday's news.

As a result, when she logged into WeChat, it got stuck and her agent, for some reason, sent her a bunch of messages.

She clicked on it and saw that it was because Wang Youbao's company was unable to handle the public relations after the incident last night. He was furious and helpless. Remembering whose artist Mingnan was, he called her agent and the company's senior executives and scolded them.

Mingnan couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "It really deserves it, dog bites dog and all that, it's the most exciting thing."

She ignored her agent's rage and just said: Save your energy for going to the police station to give a statement.

Yang Fan: [? ]

Yang Fan: [What do you mean? ]

Yang Fan: [Are you crazy? If this really goes to the police, you and the company will fall out. Do you still want to stay in the industry?]