After pretending to be licking dogs,the boss can suddenly read mind

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Chapter 95:

"What cremation ground?"

A low, hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Yi Qingju's ears, instantly tearing her out of her dream.

Yi Qingju sat up suddenly, panting heavily.

When her mind was in a blur, the position next to her suddenly sank. Then a warm hand hugged her shoulder, and the familiar scent of perfume from the cuff floated into the tip of her nose. Only then did Yi Qingju calm down.

"Having a nightmare?" the man asked softly.

She tilted her head and looked into those familiar and worried amber eyes.

He is a man with deep outlines and clear eyebrows. Even if he has no expression, his whole person exudes a dignified and self-sufficient aura.

It was Qi Weiran who Yi Qingju was most familiar with when he grew up.

"Qi Weiran?"

The girl whose tears were about to stop crying whispered like a cat. Qi Weiran's heart felt as if it had been lightly scratched, feeling soft and sore.

"Yes, I'm here."

The atmosphere dictated that Qi Weiran was about to open his arms to catch the person who was rushing toward him in search of a sense of security -

the next second, the "uneasy" girl was dead. He pinched his shoulders and asked with a grin: "Look at my two front teeth! Are they still there!?"

Qi Weiran said: "..."

He pushed the person away silently, opened the door and walked out. With an expressionless face, he said to Feng Yisheng, who was about to walk in with a medicine box: "Take me with you when you resign."

Feng Yisheng raised his eyebrows: "Let's create the glory of the low-waist shorts industry together."

Qi Wei Ran nodded.

He can't be the CEO for another day.

Feng Yisheng patted his shoulder sympathetically: "Come to me for psychological consultation when you have time."

"Ms. Xiao Yi, you're awake."

Feng Yisheng knocked on the door and walked in carelessly.

When Yi Qingju saw it was him, he quickly called people over.

Feng Yisheng thought, I still don’t know your little thoughts.

"Don't worry, Ms. Yi, even if you hit your forehead, there won't be a scar -"

"Dr. Feng, do you think my teeth are beautiful?"

Mom, I don't know if I lost my teeth in the past. It will affect the present. Wait, the original owner's teeth must be fake. Then isn't it bad that she usually chews pig's trotters so freely?

Feng Yisheng: "..."

After finally convincing him, Yi Qingju calmed down and grabbed him to ask questions.

Seeing that the topic was finally back on track, Feng Yisheng coughed.

"You hit your head on a stone and passed out. I was taking a bath at home. Zhang Wei, wearing flowery long johns, came directly to the door and took me to the bathtub." "You do

n't know what Qi Weiran was doing at that time. Looking at your face, I'm even afraid that if the small wound on your forehead is scabbing slowly, he will have to drag me out to kill the Nine Clans and let me be buried with him."