Chapter 85 Things Will Get Better Slowly in the Future

She frowned: "Why don't you take a good rest at home? You are the boss of the company, you don't have to go to work every day."

Mo Yesi curled his lips and raised his hand to touch her head: "Do you feel sorry for me?"

"..."

"There is no need to rest. I can't sleep at home, so I might as well go to work."

"Aren't you sleepy?"

He shook his head: "No."

No matter how long he has insomnia, he will not feel sleepy, but his mental state will not be very good.

Qiao Mianmian's eyes showed surprise: "You won't feel sleepy when you have insomnia?"

Every time she has insomnia, she will be very sleepy the next day.

Is there anyone who doesn't feel sleepy when they have insomnia?

Mo Yesi shook his head again, he stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will feel tired, but I won't feel sleepy."

Even the three or four hours of sleep time every night, which is very poor quality, can only fall asleep by taking sleeping pills.

"Is it like this every time you have insomnia?"

"Yeah."

"Isn't this feeling terrible?"

"Yeah." Mo Yesi was silent for a few seconds, as if he was lost in some memories. After a while, he sighed softly, "It's terrible."

"Do you often have insomnia?"

"Yeah, often."

Qiao Mianmian immediately felt a little sympathetic towards him.

She would feel terrible every time she had insomnia, and it would take her several days to adjust back to normal.

Isn't it even worse for someone like him who often has insomnia and can't make up for the sleep?

She felt that the worst thing in the world was not being able to sleep well.

She thought that God was particularly partial to him and gave him all the best, but she didn't expect...

Mo Yesi lowered his head and saw the girl in front of him looking at him with a distressed look.

In an instant, a certain place in his heart became soft.

He reached out and touched her head, with a doting look in his eyes that he himself didn't even notice: "In the future, it will slowly get better."

"Ah?"

"Maybe God has pity on me, so he arranged you to be by my side."

"..." Qiao Mianmian blinked, not understanding what he meant by that.

What does it have to do with her whether he sleeps well or not?

She is not a doctor in the relevant field, so she can't treat him.

Looking at the doubt in her eyes, Mo Yesi didn't explain too much.

He stretched out a hand and held her soft and tender little hand, and squeezed his slender white fingers between her fingers, and held her fingers tightly: "It's almost noon, let's go, have lunch with me."

*

Mo Yesi drove here by himself today.

He drove a Lamborghini, and the silver-gray supercar was very eye-catching in the parking lot.

After getting in the car.

Qiao Mianmian asked casually, "Why isn't Uncle Li here?"

Mo Yesi turned his head to look at her, curled his lips, and teased, "I told him that I wanted to be alone with my wife. If he was here, some things would be inconvenient to do. So he didn't come."

Qiao Mianmian: "Ahem..."

Her face turned red again from coughing.

She shouldn't have asked that question!

Looking at her little face flushed by his teasing, Mo Yesi smiled with joy and added, "I thought you thought the same. Before, you always felt embarrassed when I got close to you. Now it's just the two of us. Can I hug you and kiss you whenever I want?"

As he spoke, he leaned over to her.

That breathtakingly handsome face was getting closer and closer to Qiao Mianmian...