Seeing that Shen Yumo was ignoring her and was already sleeping, she consciously turned off the projector light, picked up her mobile phone, and took advantage of the dim light of the mobile phone to bring her blindfold over, and was ready to go to sleep.
Jiang Ziquan had been busy all day, and the bed was very soft. She thought that Teacher Shen would be so excited that she would not be able to fall asleep when she was lying beside her. Her nose was filled with the familiar smell of Teacher Shen, and her heart became peaceful. Extremely, this sleepiness can't stop surging.
Soon fell asleep.
On the contrary, it was Teacher Shen who just listened to Jiang Ziquan's long speech. She felt a little strange in her heart. After thinking about it, she heard the sound of even breathing coming from not far from the pillow. She turned around gently, wanting to take a look at Jiang Ziquan. However, the shading effect of this love hotel is surprisingly good, and you can only vaguely see the appearance of a person's head, as well as the fragrance that he has just taken a shower with.
The smell was light and comfortable.
Shen Yumo approached slowly, so close that he could almost stick to Jiang Ziquan's face.
Jiang Ziquan was sleeping soundly, but suddenly felt a little itchy in his neck, he tugged in a daze, turned over again and continued to sleep.
"hiss"
Shen Yumo's pain was so bad that his facial features were wrinkled together, and he was afraid of disturbing Jiang Ziquan's sleep, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and touched his hair again.
At that moment just now, Jiang Ziquan tugged at a strand of her hair and glared at her angrily. She looked thin and weak, how could she be so strong
With this out, she also rested those strange thoughts, for fear that Jiang Ziquan would make other moves and stay a little further away from her, and there was still a place between the two where Jiang Ziquan could sleep again.
The cold wind outside the room was still whistling, but it couldn't affect the warmth in the room.
Shen Yumo rubbed his eyes, took the phone next to him and glanced at the time, just after seven o'clock, half an hour later than usual.
In order to add to the atmosphere of drunken life and death, the love hotel made the room not too bright. It was still early, and it looked even more dim.
Shen Yumo turned his head and glanced. Next to him, Jiang Ziquan was still sleeping soundly. It looked like he was sleeping in the same position as yesterday. The blindfold covered most of his face, only showing a tall nose and a small mouth.
After looking at it for a while, she whispered: "It looks really good.".
It's just too glib.
Shen Yumo didn't like to disturb other people's sleep, so she squinted in bed for a while, and she didn't feel sleepy, and then she got up tiptoe.
She washed her face, brushed her teeth, and put on light makeup. Jiang Ziquan seemed to have heard the sound, but she just burrowed into the quilt a little more, revealing only the black hair on her head, but there was no sign of waking up at all. .
"Are you that sleepy?" Shen Yumo put on a scarf and a mask. She was going to go out to see the morning in the north neighbor, and buy some breakfast by the way.
Shen Yumo carefully closed the door, lifted her footsteps and walked out. The sound of high heels was particularly obvious in the quiet corridor. She couldn't help frowning. This was a love hotel guest who naturally wouldn't get up so early like her. With a somewhat abnormal blush.
"Do you need anything?" The front desk on duty had a sleepy look on his face, but he still wore a standard and formulaic smile. Such a hotel should achieve the ultimate service.
Shen Yumo paused, then shook his head: "I just went out for a walk."
"Then pay attention to safety." The front desk bowed and watched Shen Yumo leave.
The front desk was very impressed when Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo checked in yesterday. They always thought that Jiang Ziquan looked like the one above, but he didn't expect this one in front of him. Maybe Jiang Ziquan's skills were not very good, which caused the young lady to wake up so early. Either way made her, the front desk, curious, and looked at Shen Yumo secretly.
Shen Yumo only felt that her gaze made her a little uncomfortable, so she could not help speeding up her pace. There was no such atmosphere outside the hotel, which made her whole body relax.
Near the end of the year, the liveliness of the north neighbor is not comparable to that of a small city like Beijin. The shops on the street are already covered with decorative items. From a distance, she can see the bright red ones. A few days ago, she also heard Jiang Ziquan calling and saying that he wanted to buy Some red lanterns hang in the shop, which may have been decorated when I went back this time.
It was still a little dark outside, and the cold air hit her face. Rao was wearing a mask and only showed two eyes, which made people shiver from the cold.
There were several restaurants selling breakfast not far away, so she strode over there, lest Jiang Ziquan wake up and not see her and make her worry.
"Boss, come with a basket of buns and two cups of soy milk."
She remembered that Jiang Ziquan seemed to like this kind of collocation. There were not many people. After ordering, he unconsciously put his hands in the pockets of his clothes. It was too cold, much colder than Beijin.
"Give."
After Shen Yumo took it over, he was not ready to continue shopping. He thought that it would be better to drag Jiang Ziquan out in the afternoon to play together, and then go to see Su Yan's concert in the evening.
Jiang Ziquan didn't know that Shen Yumo had already bought breakfast and was still sleeping soundly. The main reason was that her biological clock was originally to go to bed late and wake up late. The living habit of a night owl, this bed was unexpectedly comfortable, and she really couldn't wake up.
Shen Yumo couldn't either. He could only warm up the breakfast first, and then take the clothes that Jiang Ziquan changed into to wash. Perhaps the noise of picking up the clothes was too loud. Jiang Ziquan finally moved his body and pushed up the blindfold. It's kind of funny like wearing swimming goggles.
She raised her head in confusion and glanced at her: "It's so early." The voice was thick in the nose, with a somewhat lazy look, and she seemed to feel that her face was not very good when she just woke up, so she half-covered her face and put her hands on her. fumbling around the bed.
"It's almost nine o'clock, let's get up and have some food." Shen Yumo put down the clothes in his hand, put the breakfast on a plate, and waited for Jiang Ziquan to come over to eat.
Jiang Ziquan groped for a few more times, and finally got the phone. He glanced at it impartially and it was exactly one past nine o'clock. It was indeed past nine, and he scratched his messy hair.
"Just come."
Jiang Ziquan didn't dare to complain in front of Teacher Shen. He got off the bed, found clothes to wear, and yawned and asked, "What did you buy?"
When Shen Yumo heard her voice, she stuck her head out and glanced inside. The skin on Jiang Ziquan's back was white and translucent, with well-proportioned lines. Although she turned her head quickly, she had to admit that Jiang Ziquan was considered a beauty in any way, the kind of figure that men would like to see, and women who saw it, um, would like it more.
Who makes girls like beautiful things more
She blushed and spoke intermittently: "Just, just buns."
"What?" Jiang Ziquan tied up her hair again, not listening to what she said, and walked out slowly wearing slippers.
Hearing the movement inside, Shen Yumo couldn't help but stand up, sitting up straight, trying to make herself look calm, before she could say anything, Jiang Ziquan, who was tall and long-legged, came to her.
"Your face is so red? Do you have a fever?"
She bent over, her right hand was attached to Shen Yumo's forehead, and her left hand touched her forehead and asked gently.
Shen Yumo moved quickly, patted her hand down, and whispered, "It's okay, maybe it's too warm in the room, it's hot."
"That's good."
Jiang Ziquan glanced at the food on the plate again, sniffed it deeply, and danced exaggeratedly: "Today is also a loving breakfast made by the nutritionist for me."
"Stop joking, let's eat quickly." Shen Yumo couldn't help being teased by her, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she patted her arm lightly, feigning anger.
"As ordered." Jiang Ziquan quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face.
Under Teacher Shen's constant supervision, the two of them managed to settle the breakfast at around ten o'clock.
Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Ziquan wanted to go out with Teacher Shen. Unexpectedly, her teacher, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, called and ran to a small corner to talk to Sister Chen, mainly because sometimes her teacher likes to drive. , She also has to say a few words from time to time. The last time she read a magazine, she might have been considered by Teacher Shen as indecent.
Although Chen Chen treats her very well, she is also a little afraid of her in her heart, because Chen Chen is a rich second-generation with real talents and practical knowledge, and a frequent visitor to financial magazines. The above is a rookie.
Chen Chen also saw that she had a good eye, and sometimes he would take her with him when dealing with things. The last time Jiang Zitao got married, it was entirely because of the large number of people that she did not take the opportunity to tease Jiang Ziquan.
Jiang also cautiously glanced inside Mr. Shen, who was still writing a diary and couldn't see her.
"What's the matter, ma'am?"
"Would you like to come and take a look at Su Yan's backstage?"
The voice over there was a bit loud, and Chen Chen pretended to be serious again, Jiang Ziquan was stunned for a while when he heard it.
Chen Chen repeated it again, and said that there was something to discuss. Jiang Ziquan felt that this opportunity was quite rare, so he leaned over and asked Teacher Shen for his opinion.
"You're so embarrassing." Chen Chen guessed Jiang Ziquan's thoughts when he heard the trot pace over there, and teased.
Mr. Shen stopped the pen in his hand, tilted his head, his eyes clearly meant refusal.
She coughed, "Sister Chen, we have other things."
After Jiang Ziquan finished speaking, he heard a sneer: "Give your cell phone to your daughter-in-law."
"I won't hurt you"
Jiang Ziquan handed over the phone suspiciously. She counted it. Teacher Shen glanced at her legs once, and then looked at her breasts vaguely
The alarm bell rang in her heart, for fear that Chen Chen, a vicious capitalist, would drive some serious car.
Then seeing her serious tone, "I see."
"???"
Jiang Ziquan took the phone and glanced at her suspiciously, but saw that the expressionless Teacher Shen had already started to pack up, thinking that it might not be the big boss Chen Chen who said something embarrassing about him, he touched his nose and said suspiciously, "You What did you say?"
Chen Chen took the coffee that the assistant had just made, took a sip, and his tone was unhurried, as if he was going to be mad at him.
After a long time, she heard two words "secret."
Then she hung up the phone, Jiang Ziquan cursed in a low voice, her expression was not very good, and her delicate temper was also brought out.
Sitting in front of Shen Yumo, he stared straight at her, bulging his cheeks and frowning.
He was about to put the words "I'm angry, come and coax me." on his forehead.
Shen Yumo turned her head and saw Jiang Ziquan's childish side. She hadn't put on makeup yet, and her usual seductive temperament had faded a lot, and there was a faint feeling of being inexperienced in the world. Maybe this expression was seen on the faces of the students. too much.
She took a small step forward, touched her hair with her right hand, and held her knee with her left hand, with a gentle expression, "She didn't speak ill of you, don't be angry, don't you look good?"
Jiang Ziquan, who was stunned by the smile, still remembered being angry and asked, "Are you really shortsighted?"
Shen Yumo straightened up and looked at her, accepting the joy just now, is it necessary for her to lie about this kind of thing
"But I think there are stars and seas in your eyes."
Shen Yumo was stunned for a moment, her expression was serious, with a hint of yearning, but she herself still felt that Jiang Ziquan's brown eyes looked better, like wine that had been accumulated for many years, the more you tasted the more delicious it was.
When the two went out, they saw a Porsche waiting at the door. Jiang Ziquan knew this car, and it was one of Chen Chen's many luxury cars.
She also clicked her tongue a few times, she still has a long way to go to buy this kind of car.
The driver, Jiang Ziquan, didn't know him. He glanced at it and asked Chen Chen what he was doing here.
The driver had a square face and seemed to be taciturn, and his words were not ambiguous at all.
"Work."
The icy tone made Jiang Ziquan's hairs freeze, and he bit his ear to Shen Yumo, "If I keep working with people who don't talk much, I'll probably suffocate to death."
Shen Yumo hoped that Jiang Ziquan would say a few words less sometimes. She was worried that she would have a sore throat, and then she suppressed her voice: "It's good to talk less with others."
Jiang Ziquan was stunned for about two seconds, and his hairy head rubbed against her neck, making her itchy, "So you're jealous."
"No." Shen Yumo went a little further while she was talking, for fear that Jiang Ziquan would rush over again.
The driver listened to the voice from the back row and understood why the big boss asked her to talk less to Miss Jiang, because that is the boss with a problem in her head.
Inner OS "God TMD Teacher Shen is jealous?"
Jiang Ziquan didn't know the driver's complaints, and he was still indulging in the little sweetness just now, like fireworks were set off in his heart, it was so beautiful.
The driver is not only the driver, but also responsible for the safety of the two of them. After getting out of the car, the driver put on his sunglasses and led the two of them to a building. It was only after a lot of twists and turns that they reached their destination.
The destination is very simple, with only a sofa and a small coffee table, nothing like the style of the rich second generation.
Chen Chen was wearing glasses at work, and standing next to her was her secretary. When people came in, the two recovered from their work.
"Mr. Chen, I've already brought him here." The driver bowed and walked away.
Jiang Ziquan pulled Shen Yumo to sit down, and the secretary made tea for the two of them. The first thing she said was, "I thought your driver couldn't say more than three words."
"His name is Ah Quan, he's a veteran." Chen Chen took off his glasses, pressed his temples again, walked to the two of them, and said to Shen Yumo, "Hello, I'm Chen Chen."
Shen Yumo also went back.
Chen Chen said that Su Yan was still rehearsing at the moment, and if she wanted to watch it, she could go directly, and it was guaranteed to look better than the concert.
Jiang Ziquan was surprised. Su Yan's concert should have nothing to do with Chen Chen. What was Chen Chen doing in such a show of admiration for Su Yan
In Jiang Ziquan's eyes, Chen Chen was an out-and-out workaholic. Her brother's wedding invitation was greeted half a year in advance, so she had time to go.
Is she going to have something with this Miss Su
Business giants and female film and television stars are simply the rhythm of novels. There are probably tens of thousands of words in the heart of novel ideas, and they look at her with radiance.
The business tycoon crossed Erlang's legs and took a sip of coffee, then said indifferently, "Did you just stay up late while driving?"
"You are the unlicensed driver who doesn't want every day, and the co-pilot is not the same."
Jiang Ziquan said in exasperation, he only drove a stroller, okay
Shen Yumo next to him: "You also just learned the car?"
"Pfft" This was a mockery from Chen Chen.
"?? So cute." This is the nympho from Jiang Ziquan.