Song Nanqiao, who was sitting opposite, felt that watching each other eating is a kind of enjoyment.

After dinner, Song Nanqiao returned to the villa with Wen Wenyao.

Tomorrow Wen Wenyao will have class, Song Nanqiao started to urge the other party to sleep early.

"Take a rest early and have class tomorrow."

"Well, then you accompany me."

Without Song Nanqiao sleeping beside him, Wen Wenyao always felt a little unsure.

"Of course I will accompany you."

This is the last time of the weekend, and of course I have to accompany each other.

At night, the two people hugged and slept, Wen Wenyao seemed to be sleeping soundly, lying quietly on the bed, and making some faint breathing sounds.

The next morning, Wen Wenyao woke up first, while Song Nanqiao was still asleep. It was only six o'clock. She didn't want to disturb Song Nanqiao. She wanted to let the other party sleep longer, so she quietly put on her own clothes and kept it for a while. A small note was placed on Song Nanqiao's computer.

She thought that workaholic like Song Nanqiao was the easiest to see on the computer.

After that, he kissed Song Nanqiao gently on the forehead.

After doing this, Wen Wenyao took some bread out of the refrigerator, heated it up, and went out.

...

"Host, Wen Wenyao is gone."

"Huh? What?" Song Nanqiao opened his eyes in a daze, and found that there was no one beside the bed, but the quilt was hot.

"Well, she went to class, it's normal." Song Nanqiao turned over and slept on the spot where Wen Wenyao had slept, feeling the body temperature and fragrance left by Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao has slept here these days, and her quilt has the smell of her. When Song Nanqiao wakes up every morning, she feels very happy when she smells this smell.

"Aren't you getting up to work?"

" Yes ." Song Nanqiao sat up from the quilt.

The stock market during this period is extremely sensitive. Although the development of the matter is still in her expectation, there is no guarantee that it will remain stable in this way.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Song Nanqiao simply made a breakfast, and then squatted in front of the computer.

When the stock market opened at 9:30, Song Nanqiao looked at his stock's rise, and he probably had a bottom in his heart.

"It's been a few days, and it will be soon." Song Nanqiao muttered a few words to himself, sliding his mobile phone, focusing on flipping other stocks.

"At present, it seems that there is no trend more weird than me."

Song Nanqiao took a sip of hot water and swiped the page with the mouse. She has browsed almost all the stocks in the past few days. There are talents in it, but only Limited to stable, no one can play better than her.

Now someone has begun to buy Song Nanqiao's stock in large quantities.

"At the last stage, you can try to put a little fake news out..." Song Nanqiao dragged her cheeks and tapped the desktop with her fingers.

Certain stockholders can always grasp the intelligence of some market changes and make the first move to buy and sell. When the intelligence is no longer a secret, they will slowly let go of this opportunity to make money.

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