Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Only Wei Jue knew about Meng Qingning entering the hospital in the middle of the night.

When Wei Jue received a call from Wei Guangtao the next morning, he discovered that the couple had gone to the Shanshui Pavilion early in the morning, saying that they had brought some things to Ning Ning, but they rang the doorbell for a long time. Only then did I realize that no one seemed to be at home.

"You two went out last night?"

Wei Jue glanced back at Meng Qingning who was still asleep, and fell asleep after the infusion. Her complexion was obviously much better than last night, "Well, something happened."

Wei Guangtao originally wanted to ask something, but his wife next to him gave him a look, so Wei Guangtao had to pass the phone over.

"Ajue, take a good rest. Parents just want to bring something to Ningning. There is nothing important. Since you are not at home now, we will come back in the afternoon. Anyway, Ningning's plane It’s also in the afternoon, right? We can go directly to the airport then.”

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Wei's mother glared at Wei Guangtao, "Did you ask such a question? The young couple just got engaged, and they asked others where they were going."

Hearing this, Father Wei touched his nose in embarrassment, "Then I'll tell you to come back in the afternoon, but you insist on coming in the morning."

Mother Wei: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Jue put the phone away, and when he looked up, he happened to meet Meng Qingning's clear eyes.

"woke up?"

He tensed up and hurried over.

"Is there any other discomfort? Call the doctor to come and see you again?"

Meng Qingning lay there staring at Wei Jue. She fell into a drowsy sleep all night. Because of her discomfort, she woke up several times in the middle, and every time she found that Wei Jue was guarding her.

It was like he didn't close his eyes all night.

But Wei Jue didn't look tired at all, but his eyes were a little greener, and the whites of his eyes were a little redder.

Meng Qingning stretched out her hand, and poked his cheek with plain fingertips.

"It's hard work."

Hearing this, Wei Jue paused, "What?"

After not sleeping all night, Wei Jue's voice sounded hoarse.

"Thank you for taking care of me all night." Meng Qingning said softly, and moved her body to the wall, then made a little space for Wei Jue, and then patted the empty space: "Come up."

Wei Jue glanced at the empty seat, and then moved his gaze to her face.

"This is a single bed."

Meng Qingning smiled and said, "It's a double bed when you come up."

Ghost spirit.

The corners of Wei Jue's lips curled up slightly. He didn't want to go up. After all, he was on a single bed, and he was tall and long-legged. Going up would just squeeze her out.

But the little girl was lying there smiling and inviting him, which he couldn't refuse.

So Wei Jue took off his shoes and lay down on the bed in the end. Because there were not many places, Wei Jue stretched out his hand and hugged Meng Qingning into his arms after lying on the bed.

He asked her in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

Meng Qingning shook her head: "It's not cold, you go to sleep, and we'll go home when you wake up."

"Okay, let's sleep on that one."

In fact, Meng Qingning felt much better at the moment, but because she didn't feel well last night and didn't sleep well, she was also very sleepy at the moment. After calling Wei Jue up, she quickly fell asleep again.

Hearing that her breathing in his arms gradually became steady and even, he covered her with the quilt.

It is impossible to sleep, after all, there are only the two of them in this ward, not in his own home, and the door of the ward is not locked, so Wei Jue just closed his eyes and pretended to rest, and did not fall asleep.

When Meng Qingning woke up again, Wei Jue also pretended that he had just woken up.

Meng Qingning nestled in his arms after waking up.

"Going to Carleton this afternoon."

"Change the ticket." Wei Jue said flatly, "If you're sick like this, why go to Caryton?"

"But Murong Yuan's side..."

"Well, I'll talk to him then."

Today, I made an appointment with Murong Yuan, and the air tickets were all booked, and it turned out...

Human calculations are always worse than heaven's calculations.

In the end, Meng Qingning handed the phone to Wei Jue and asked him to call Murong Yuan.

When Murong Yuan received Meng Qingning's call, he called out to her, "Sweetie, are you ready? Call me so early, there are still many hours before the plane takes off."

sweetheart?
Wei Jue frowned at this title.

"As a teacher, isn't it good to call people casually like this?"

When the cold and stern male voice came from the phone, Murong Yuan thought he had heard it wrong. He glanced at the caller ID, and after confirming that it was Meng Qingning's phone number, he raised his lips and smiled.

"Oh it's you."

"My students are my sweethearts. To me, each of them is a treasure. What's wrong with a nickname?"

Murong Yuan didn't think there was a problem, he was still acting like a fool.

For a moment, Wei Jue suspected that the introduction record he had read was wrong. Such a person was actually a world-famous dancer.

It is really hard to imagine the scene when he was teaching students.

But Wei Jue knew that most of the time, you can't judge people by their appearance, so he could only say in a low voice, "She's sick, and the ticket has been changed. You go there first."

Murong Yuan was still smiling, but when Wei Jue said that Meng Qingning was ill, he immediately frowned.

"Sick? Why did you suddenly get sick? What's going on?"

In an instant, his tone was no longer the same as before, but suddenly became serious and serious, and he really looked like a teacher.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wei Jue's reply, Murong Yuan said, "Are you in the hospital now? Which hospital? Or the one from last time? Have you changed your ticket? I'll go there now."

Wei Jue didn't even have time to say that he didn't need to come, he heard the sound of Murong Yuan running.

"..."

Is this person caring about his future students, or Meng Qingning?

Wei Jue had a strong sense of crisis.

Apin likes her, but he knows that Apin will not do things without rules, but what about Murong Yuan?

In the previous life, there was no such person at all, and Wei Jue didn't even know of his existence.

Soon Wei Jue included Murong Yuan as an uncertain factor.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Jue went back to the ward and returned the phone to Meng Qingning.

"Your teacher is coming over."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning paused for answering the phone, and then said: "He is very attentive, and he is coming now, can he catch the afternoon flight?"

While talking, Meng Qingning turned on her phone and changed her ticket.

"Since he came to visit you, he probably wouldn't go abroad by himself."

Meng Qingning didn't answer, changed the time of the ticket, and then put away the phone.

Wei Jue sat down and asked casually, "When did it change?"

"the day after tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Meng Qingning couldn't help laughing: "There are two more days."

Wei Jue was stunned for a moment, and then laughed after a while.

"Yeah, I earned another two days."