592 Smog In The Airport

 "Xiaobei! Get up quickly! Quickly… It's almost daytime! You have to, the cleaners will be here any minute!"

Song Qincheng had already put on her clothes while she anxiously urged Chen Xiaobei to get up. She tried to help by putting on his clothes but could not get a hold of him.

"You really think that I'm a superman who never gets tired… I came so many times last night… I have to sleep a little longer…" Chen Xiaobei had an exhausted expression on his face as he kneeled on the sofa, refusing to get up.

Song Qincheng face flushed bright red and remembered what happened in the office the night before. That moment of pleasure and happiness, then another moment of butterflies in her stomach, it made her body weak.

If it was possible, she did not want to get up either, hoping that wonderful moment would last forever.