"Thank you dad!" Qiuqiu climbed onto the bed excitedly, buried her face in the fluffy pillow, and took a deep breath: "It smells so good, it's much more comfortable than the bed at my mother's house!"

Tang Song sat by the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and then turned on the night light on the bedside table.

The lights are soft and warm, covering the whole room with a warm and tranquility.

"Dad, can you tell me a story?"

"Emm-I have to think about this.-""

"Then I'll tell you something." Qiuqiu blinked Shui Lingling's eyes and began to tell the stories that her grandmother told her since she was a child.

[Dream Flower Seedlings] quietly stretches out the branches and emits a soft light.

Her voice became lighter and her breathing became smoother and smoother.

Wednesday, September 27, 2023, cloudy turns to sunny.

The sky outside the window gradually became brighter, and a thin layer of mist was filled with the air, like a layer of veil covering the city.

The sunlight sprinkled in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft mark of light on the bed.

The thick and slender eyelashes trembled. Cheng Qiuqiu slowly opened his eyes and sat up slightly stiffly.

She looked ahead comfortably, was stunned for a while, then stretched, feeling a refreshing breath rushing all over her body.

I haven't had such a comfortable and stable sleep in a long time.

Generally speaking, whenever she encounters thunderstorms, she will have nightmares and most of the time she is awakened in the middle of the night.

But this time it was very different, and it seemed like I had a beautiful dream.

In my dream, it seemed that it was the time when I just left my grandma's house and went to Rongcheng.

However, when she tried to recall seriously, the originally vivid pictures gradually became blurry and hazy, and in the end there was only a faint emotion that lingered in her heart and could not be removed.

He rubbed his forehead hard.

She always felt that she had forgotten something important.

Despite this, she felt relaxed and peaceful inexplicably.

I looked at the wall clock.

7:30.

"It's already so late!" Cheng Qiuqiu exclaimed in a low voice and jumped out of bed.

Then I remembered that my senior sister is still in Wushan, not in Yancheng.

If you are the only one, just eat something casually.

After breathing, Cheng Qiuqiu began to clean up the bed.

Change your clothes and stand in the bedroom.

Her eyes subconsciously looked at the ceiling light above her head, and then looked at her desk.

I felt lost in my heart.

He shook his head, came to the bedside table, unplugged the charger, and picked up his cell phone.

An unread message pops up on the screen:

【Tang and Song dynasties: "Good morning, autumn autumn."】

Cheng Qiuqiu paused slightly, and his heartbeat began to accelerate suddenly.

This message was sent at 6 a.m., which means that Tang Song sent her the first time he woke up.

What does he mean?

Are you caring about me?

Or just ask casually?

I stared at the phone screen and was stunned for a long time.

Cheng Qiuqiu's plump breasts fluctuated and bit his boasted lower lip hard, suppressing all the secret joy and suspicion in his heart.

He hit the screen with his finger and replied restrained and politely: "Good morning, Mr. Tang, is there anything you need to ask me?"

After sending the message, her heart felt a little painful for some reason.

It feels like boasting seems to be losing something.

By the time I realized this, the time to withdraw the message had already exceeded the limit.

Immediately afterwards, the phone shook.

[Tang Song: "It's nothing. It was thunder and raining in Yancheng last night. Are you sleeping alone in the rental house?"]

Cheng Qiuqiu stood blankly in Gaoli, staring at the screen for a few seconds.

He quickly typed and replied: "It's great. I've been sleeping until now. I feel very energetic and am preparing to go for a meal."

【Tang Song: "Then what are you going to eat?"]

The sound of fingers hitting the screen kept ringing.

The light in the bedroom gradually became brighter and the wall clocks ticked.

Just chatting about daily life so simply, Cheng Qiuqiu's mouth unconsciously raised a shallow curve.

Feeling incomparable fulfillment and satisfaction.

"Ash, autumn and autumn."

"Good morning."

"Year-morning Qiuqiu, wow, the makeup of Jinhao is so exquisite."

"It's okay-"

After greeting colleagues in the department, Cheng Qiuqiu sat down at the workstation.

Since the second batch of employees who went to the team building have already set out, the entire office area seems very clear.

After packing up his things and turning on the computer, Cheng Qiuqiu began to work hard.

Perhaps because she earned a good interest rate, she was full of energy and extremely active in her mind, and inspiration after inspiration popped up in her mind.

I have also gained a new understanding and thinking about the visual recognition system of [HEYISTUDIO].

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she held the drawing pen's hand and began to move quickly.

I don't know how long it has passed.

"Buzzing-one"

A notification pops up on the computer WeChat.

【Tang and Song dynasties: "Qiuqiu, come to my office."】

Cheng Qiuqiu's hand suddenly stopped, and the drawing pen was hanging in the air.

Take a deep breath, stand up, and walk towards the position of the president's office.

When passing by the activity area, she subconsciously stopped in front of the mirror and taught her hair seriously.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

"Please come in."

The magnetic sound suddenly accelerated Cheng Qiuqiu's heartbeat.

Hold the door handle and push open the office door.

The sun shines on the entire room outside the ground, and a few documents and two cups of coffee are placed on the desk.

I was sitting next to my desk, flipping through a piece of information casually.

The sunlight illuminates half of the ugly body, as if it has a halo for it.

It also makes it look warm and charming.

As Cheng Qiuqiu looked at the figure, Shen L gradually became dazed and muttered unconsciously: "ba"—

As soon as she spoke, she immediately realized her boasted of losing her composure and hurriedly shut her mouth, her face instantly becoming extremely unnatural.

"Come?" Tang Song, who heard the movement, raised his head and showed a gentle smile.

As his eyes touched each other, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart was beating wildly.

She quickly lowered her head, her voice tremblingly, "Mr. Tang, are you looking for me?"

Tang Song put down the documents in his hand, picked up a cup of coffee on the table, walked slowly to her, and handed over the coffee. "Come on a cup of coffee."

"Is this for me?" Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, staring at the coffee in his hand, unable to believe it.

"Yeah, take it." Tang Song smiled, his eyes swept over her head inadvertently.

In the sight, the tall green seedlings that were nurtured by the [Dream Flower Sprout] had quietly grown.

Looks extra energetic.
To be continued...