Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Chapter 628 "Cat Petting"

What shocked Song Pingqing was not only where Murong Xue learned these messy skills, but also her ideas on solving emotional problems.

Why do you think a kiss can solve the problem?

When they finally stopped, both of their cheeks were flushed.

"Are you not angry anymore?"

Murong Xue's face was obviously redder than Song Pingqing's, and her eyes began to dart around again, but her hands never left Song Pingqing's waist. Although she didn't hold him tightly, she was indeed preventing Song Pingqing from escaping.

"..." Song Pingqing wanted to say that he was not someone who could be fooled so easily, but seeing her like this, he always felt that she had already remembered it and he shouldn't go too far.

After opening his mouth, Song Pingqing could only say: "Don't do this next time."

But it was obvious that he no longer looked as "sad" as before.

Well, this kiss did have some effect. At least Song Pingqing couldn't pretend anymore.

"Okay, I promise." Murong Xue's mouth curled up a little, but she seemed not to want to reveal her good mood so quickly and had to suppress it.

For a moment, the expression on his face became a little strange.

When Song Pingqing saw this scene, the last layer of depression in his heart dissipated.

"Laugh if you want to. Don't look like you're trying not to laugh." She reached out her hand helplessly and gently rubbed Murong Xue's head, "Don't hold it back."

"No way." Murong Xue glanced at her, as if to warn her not to spoil the show, but it was a pity that they had just kissed, so her eyes were too delicate and didn't have any killing power at all.

Sure enough, the impact of kissing is two-way.

This effect lasted until bedtime.

Murong Xue seemed to have finally remembered the purpose of her coming home early this time, and she casually said, "By the way, I heard about the Guangying Film and Television incident."

Song Pingqing was standing at the bathroom door. Hearing this, he hummed. After a while, he came out, rubbing his hair with a towel. "So you ended the experiment early for this matter?"

Murong Xue's thoughts were exposed, so she didn't respond. Instead, she said, "Although we are so far away, we can't reach over there completely, but the public opinion on the Internet should be easy to handle, right?"

After all, Weibo was something they tinkered with in a few hours, and it has been running very stably over the past few years. Taking advantage of the fact that several of them are shareholders of Xingyao, they were the first to launch an APP version. Now its influence is not small, and it has the style of Song Pingqing's Weibo in his previous life.

Murong Xue's implication was simple: although it is troublesome to argue, it is still easy to remove a hot search and make people shut up.

"Well, the PR matter has been handed over to Ji Cheng." Song Pingqing walked to the bed and sat down, stretching out his hand to pinch Murong Xue's neck, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? I massaged you a few days ago. Is it better?"

No matter how fiercely the things happening outside get, the damage they can cause to Song Pingqing is ultimately limited.

"If you still feel uncomfortable, I'll have someone come to your house and give you a relaxing massage."

There are many outstanding technicians in the beauty salon under Xu Jinmei's name, so it is normal to find a more capable one to provide door-to-door service.

"You're changing the subject again." Murong Xue put down her phone, but let Song Pingqing rub the back of her neck.

Song Pingqing was secretly delighted: This is fate's back neck!

"I didn't try to change the subject. I just suddenly remembered it and wanted to express my concern." Song Pingqing continued kneading his hands and said casually, "Of course, there are more professional people to handle the open matters."

Whether it is removing hot searches or discussing information disclosure with the multi-talented secretary, professional matters will naturally be done by professionals.

"That's true. With so many people under your care, there are many things you really shouldn't worry about."

Murong Xue narrowed her eyes comfortably: "Zhao Lei has regressed again in the past few years, and he can't even handle such a small matter."

"I personally took care of the establishment of the group company last year, so it's normal that he doesn't dare to deal with it privately."

"You are just soft-hearted."

Song Pingqing didn't say anything. He just looked at her enjoying herself and felt like he was petting a cat.

Murong Xue didn't open her eyes and continued, "I also heard that you handed this matter over to Wu Lide."

"Ah."

"Your security company was established not long ago, so you may not be able to do this kind of thing well." Murong Xue shook her neck, pulled Song Pingqing's hand to her shoulder, and motioned her to continue kneading. "I'll ask someone to take care of it."

"Don't entrust one matter to two people..." Before Song Pingqing finished his words, Murong Xue opened her eyes, with a trace of coldness in her eyes.

Song Pingqing's attention was originally all on Murong Xue. When he saw the cold look in her eyes, he knew that Murong Xue was really concerned about him.

Without waiting for Murong Xue to speak, she took the lead and said, "Okay, okay, okay, okay, I'll leave it to you. Do you want me to call Wu Lide back or let him cooperate with your people?"

"You're smart." Murong Xue lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, "Let him cooperate and take a look."

"it is good."

Song Pingqing's wet hair was dripping with water. She picked up the towel with one hand and rubbed and wiped her hair again. The hand that was kneading and massaging Murong Xue unconsciously stopped for a while.

"Keep rubbing." Murong Xue snorted, "You can't just take advantage and then run away."

Look at her mouth!

Who did you learn this from!

Song Pingqing felt both angry and amused: "You forced it on me, so I think you're trying to take advantage of me?"

"Then you accepted it too?" Murong Xue took the initiative to move closer to Song Pingqing, so that she could be closer to her. "I don't care."

really...

Song Pingqing had no choice but to continue massaging her: "I'll contact someone tomorrow to help you relax your shoulders and neck."

After all, she was a novice with limited abilities, and could not make Murong Xue completely relax.

Murong Xue was probably really tired. Although she liked and enjoyed Song Pingqing's closeness, she did not refuse immediately when she heard this.

After a long silence, he said, "But I still prefer you to press it."

This is what it means to want both.

Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue with a smile, wanting to see how Murong Xue would achieve her goal.

And Murong Xue did not disappoint Song Pingqing's expectations. While Song Pingqing was looking at her, waiting to be persuaded, Murong Xue reached out and pulled the towel in her other hand and began to rub it on her head.

Lacking experience in taking care of people, Murong Xue's movements were a bit clumsy. She accidentally pulled Song Pingqing's hair several times, causing Song Pingqing to quickly hold her hand down in pain.

But I still had to take care of her self-esteem, so I could only smile and ask her, "What are you doing?"

Sure enough, Murong Xue’s kindness is not something that everyone can bear.

At least Song Pingqing's scalp couldn't bear such a blessing.