"Ah, grinding ink, no problem, then let's go to the study now." Rong Qingqing was very active.

As long as Xie Jingrun is willing to send her back, isn’t it just a grinding? It’s very simple!

Xie Jingrun glanced at her and walked out.

"Xie Jingrun, wait for me!"

In desperation, Rong Qingqing called his name again with his name. Seeing that he was leaving, he hurriedly chased him.

As she shouted, Xie Jingrun stopped and looked at her with a tilted head.

Rong Qingqing didn't notice that she could not avoid her because she ran too fast and hit her back.

"Dong!"

"Haha!" Xie Jingrun laughed softly, reached out and bounced on her head, "Idiot, can't you even walk?"

Rong Qingqing thought she had heard it wrong, rubbed her forehead, looked at the smile that was about to disappear from the man's lips, and said cautiously: "Xie Jingrun, are you possessed by a ghost?"

Xie Jing's smile condensed on his lips, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "What are you talking about?"

Seeing him like this, Rong Qingqing couldn't help but sigh in relief, "It seems that there is no one. Yes, you are so fierce that ghosts will be afraid of it. How dare you get into your body?"

Xie Jingrun sneered, "If you talk nonsense, you will throw you into the yard."

Sure enough, Rong Qingqing was startled when she heard this and hurriedly grabbed his arm, "No, no, can I say it wrong, can't it be okay?"

Xie Jingrun glanced at the hand she had pulled up, paused, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he finally didn't push her away.

He walked out in silence.

Rong Qingqing hurriedly followed his footsteps. The yard was pitch black, and she didn't dare to take a look.

Xie Jingrun saw her every move.

It seems that this woman is very afraid of ghosts.

After entering the study room, Xie Jingrun saw that she was still holding her arm and had to speak out, "Don't you let go?"

Only then did Rong Qingqing notice that she had been holding his arm for so long, as if she was holding a hot potato, she let go of her hand.

Xie Jingrun glanced at her faintly and sat down behind the desk.

Rong Qingqing was about to find a chair to sit down when she heard his command, "Grind ink."

She had no choice but to walk over, take out the grinding strip from the ink cartridge, and grind the ink in the inkstone.

Xie Jingrun really had official documents to deal with, but after opening the official documents, he ignored her.

Seeing that he was focused and serious, Rong Qingqing didn't say anything to bother him again.

It was not until a long time later that he could not help but see that he was not finished yet, "Xie Jingrun, how long will it take for you to get better?"

Hearing this, Xie Jingrun raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Wait for a while." He paused, "If you can't wait, you can leave yourself."

When Rong Qingqing heard this, she had nothing to say.

She didn't dare to leave just now, but it was even late at night, so she didn't dare to walk back alone.

If I had known that she should have let Xiaotao accompany her, at least there would be someone who could have been with her to be brave.

She yawned and simply dragged a chair to sit.

After a while, sleepiness came. She supported her head on the table, bit by bit, and finally couldn't hold on, so she lay down on the table.

When Xie Jingrun finished processing the last official document, he saw Rong Qingqing lying on the table and was already asleep.

He paused for the action of putting things in his arms, subconsciously relaxed his movements.
Chapter completed!