C440 The President of Amnesia Xiezhong Is a Foppish Foppish Foppish Man(15)

"Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Hearing Qiu Lan's words, Chu Chen felt a little sleepy.

"Then I'll take a nap. If my secretary or anyone else comes, you remember to wake me up."

Qiu Lan nodded, adjusted the bed for him, tucked the blanket back in, and pulled the curtain with most of the curtain, leaving only a tiny crack