Can I kiss you

Looking at the me who was cold to the other woman in the previous second, the next second, was so tender and lingering to the girl in my arms, and the envy and jealous eyes appeared in the eyes of many onlookers.

"I wish I could immediately replace Alice's position, and experience what it's like to be held in the arms of such a great guy," Some girls said.

I smirked and left the buzz of girls with Alice in my arms.

As she was an energy drink, a lot of energy was suddenly restored in me.

When I spoke again, my voice was not so tired. "Have you ever had lunch?"

Alice looked at me in a daze, and shook her head: "No, I was about to eat with Camilla, but you came"

"Let's go have lunch together"

She shifted uneasily and squeezed her face.

"What is it?" I asked with concern.

"You should be working right now, you don't have to neglect your work because of me, I can have lunch h with Camila and the twins"

*
Enzo's dark eyes stared at her, and there seemed to be thick ink that could not be melted: "I want to see you, so I'm here."

"Er..."

Being accidentally stunned, Alice's small heart thumped.

The man's eyes were deep, and there was a black shadow under his eyes: "You were not sleeping beside me last night, and I lost sleep."

Alice: stunned.

She didn't know about Enzo's poor sleep.

Just thought he was teasing her again.

His face couldn't help being hot, and his small heart thumped faster.

But the fact is that Enzo really didn't sleep well last night.

After sleeping for two or three hours intermittently, he was up several times in the middle. Even if he managed to fall asleep, it was a nightmare that always woke him up.

The nightmare that accompanied him for twenty years, haunted him like a devil. Once he fell asleep, he would torture him in his dream.

He could only breathe when she was there.

Alice blushed, looked up at him, and saw his eyes covered with dark circles.

It seems that there is indeed no rest.

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

Enzo hooked his lips and raised his hand to touch her head: "Does it hurt you to touch your hubby?"

She quickly escapes his grip with her cheeks burning "There is no need to rest. You can't fall asleep at home, you might as well go to work at the company."

"Are you sleepy?"

He shook his head like an obedient son answering his mother"Not sleepy."

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

Alice expressed surprise in his eyes: "Aren't you insomnia sleepy?"

Every time he loses sleep, he will become a dog the next day.

Are there people who won’t get sleepy?

Enzo Clinton shook his head again in a negative response. He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, his voice was hoarse "I am always tired, but there will be no sleepiness."

Even the three or four hours of sleep time per night, which are of very poor quality, depend on sleeping pills to fall asleep.

"Every time you suffer from insomnia, this is the case?"

"Ok."

"Is this feeling bad?"

"Well." Enzo remained silent for a few seconds as if caught in some kind of memory. After a while, he sighed lowly, "It's very bad."

"Will you often lose sleep?"

"Um, often."

Alice immediately sympathized with him.

She occasionally suffers from insomnia, whenever she feels very bad about something. It takes several days to adjust back to normal.

Wouldn’t it be worse if he likes to suffer from insomnia often and can’t make up for sleep?

She thinks the worst thing in the world is that she can't sleep well.

"I thought God was particularly biased towards him and gave him all the best, but I didn't expect..."

As Enzo lowered his head, he saw the girl in front of him looking at him with a distressed gaze.

In an instant, somewhere in the heart became soft.

He reached over and touched her head, with indulgence in his eyes that he didn't even realize: "In the future, I will get better so far you're by my side."

"What?"

*

"What?" I asked with astonishment.

Enzo looked up dreamily as if imagining some senerios"Probably God will pity me, and I will arrange you next to me."

"..." I blinked, not understanding what he meant.

Does he sleep well? What does it have to do with me?

I am not a doctor in related fields and can treat him.

Looking at the doubts in my eyes, Enzo didn't explain too much.

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

*

Enzo drove by himself today.

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

After getting in the car.

I asked casually: "Why is Roger not here?"

Enzo turned his head to look at me, tickled his lips, and teased: "I told him that I wanted to be alone with my wife. Some things were inconvenient to do while he was there. So he didn't come."

Me: "Cough cough cough..."

My cough was red again.

I shouldn't ask this word especially when there's no third party, I think I am done for now.

Looking at my little face that was teased by him, Enzo's eyes happily smiled and added another sentence: "I thought, you think so too. Before I was close to you, you always felt embarrassed Now, there are only two of us. Can I kiss and hug you if I want?"

He said, leaning over and leaning towards .e.

That beautiful and suffocating face is getting closer and closer to me, and getting closer...