The scheduled time for the magazine reshoot is ten in the morning, and when Fu Jinghen woke up, Wen Qiao was still sleeping.
After Fu Jinghen got dressed, he went over to Wen Qiao's side and bent down to kiss her forehead.
As he got up to leave, his chin was suddenly bumped.
He smiled and glanced down, meeting Wen Qiao's still drowsy eyes. He gently touched the soft cheeks of the young girl, "Awake?"
"I woke up shortly after you got up." Wen Qiao rubbed against his palm like a kitten, playfully complaining, "It's not comfortable sleeping without you holding me."
"You're just saying that to make me happy."
How could Fu Jinghen not know her? She says she can't sleep comfortably without him hugging her, but once he's gone to the company, the young girl surely takes over the whole bed with the blanket and sleeps very indulgently.
