Little Brother Ye, who was just starting out on the road, had hung up on his car after all.
Ye Shuang heard ominous noises when she was in the hotel parking lot, and when she got off the car, she took a look at the rear of the car, and sure enough, a scratch was clearly printed on the shiny body of the car.
"..." Ye Shuang glanced at little brother Ye silently: "You should practice your skills more. I hope that people will take him in for the sake of our life-saving grace, and don't bother with you this time."
Although he is not very knowledgeable, it is not that Ye Shuang has never heard gossip from his colleagues in the company. For example, "The general manager is so rich, even his private car is worth millions..." and so on.
Feeling a lot of pressure all of a sudden...
Younger brother Ye held the shattered Sanguan, and watched as his elder sister bent down to go to the back seat, and lifted a big man into her arms as easily as a baby.
This scene really hurts the eyes no matter how you look at it... Xiaodi Ye turned his head silently to calm down, and then turned back to justify his defense: "It's better than having his car parked on the side of the road and being stolen!"
Ye Shuang didn't bother to talk to him, and now she was thinking about how to try her best to win the favor of her boss, so that the other party would consciously erase the scratch when he woke up the next day...
When entering the hotel gate, the welcome doorman almost popped his eyes.
They watched helplessly as a tall and handsome man came in with another man in his arms, and another man followed behind him... What kind of rhythm is this? !
Although good quality prevents these people from discussing in person, it does not mean that everyone is not curious.
So all kinds of eye contact flew around, until the three of Ye Shuang walked to the service desk and couldn't stop.
After opening the room with the same astonished expression of the front desk lady, Ye Shuang felt that her lower limit had broken a new record.
Fortunately, there is extra income tonight, and there is no loss in changing the originally planned single room to a double room.
When the two of the Ye family brought Fang Mo back to the reserved room, it was almost midnight, and Ye Xiaodi had to go home, so he waited for Ye Shuang to put her boss on the bed, and then he helped change the room. Putting on pajamas, and looking at the time, he hastily left a few instructions and flashed away.
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When Fang Mo regained some consciousness, he felt as if his brain had been poured with cement, dull and heavy, and there was a feeling of swelling in his skull, as if it was going to explode his head.
Unconsciously moving and struggling for a while, Fang Mo tried to open his eyes to check his own situation when he felt the feeling under his body which was completely different from that of the big bed at home.
Before he could lift his heavy eyelids, a wet towel was placed on his forehead, which finally relieved his discomfort temporarily.
With a comfortable groan, Fang Mo loosened his frown slightly, opened his eyes after a while, and saw a handsome man sitting lazily on the head of his bed.
The dim light shone on the man, he sat casually on the head of the bed, his long legs were slightly bent, one arm rested on his knee, and in the other hand he held a magazine that seemed to be a gift from the hotel room and was concentrating on it. read.
The man's exquisite facial features seemed to be coated with a layer of warm light, and the time around him seemed to flow slowly and silently, as if he couldn't help but want to stop for him...
Fang Mo couldn't help but slowed down his breathing, and finally understood what the extreme and breathtaking beauties in the novel looked like.
Ye Shuang noticed the change of Fang Mo's breathing rhythm immediately, glanced at the head of the bed from the corner of his eyes, and found that the person on the bed had woken up at some point.
"Are you awake?!" Ye Shuang said nonsense, then stretched out her hand to cover the wet towel to test the temperature, and didn't touch it when it felt okay.
Standing up from the bed, Ye Shuang picked up the phone beside the bed and asked, "I just called the hotel and asked them to prepare a bowl of shredded chicken porridge in their kitchen. Would you like to bring it to you?!"
Ye Shuang also stayed in the room for a while before realizing that something was wrong with Fang Mo. At first, she thought it was just a simple drunk, but later on, she heard that this person was tossing and turning in pain. It seemed that she couldn't sleep well, and even the temperature on her forehead was high. No more... After realizing that she had misjudged the situation, Ye Shuang had no choice but to accept her fate and take responsibility...
After all, he regained some strength after sleeping, Fang Mo felt that he was not as uncomfortable as before, so he simply took off the wet towel on his forehead and sat up, nodded his thanks: "Then I will trouble you, I am really a little Hungry."
Ye Shuang shrugged her shoulders and said she didn't care, and then called the service desk with the microphone, had the porridge brought up now, hung up the phone, and sat down on another bed in the room with the magazine in her hand.
Ye Shuang thought it was natural for her to take care of her, but Fang Mo didn't think so.
First of all, he was robbed by gangsters tonight, that is, the man in front of him and his younger brother saved him. Afterwards, he knew his physical condition. It was an unexpected accident that he suddenly fainted. Logically speaking, the other party has no obligation to take care of him. Himself, but he still took care of him, and has been guarding by the bedside for so long...
Thinking of this, Fang Mo felt that his cold heart, which was working alone in Shanlin City, seemed to warm up a little.
Throwing the towel in his hand back into the basin on the bedside table, Fang Mo got out of bed and planned to take his pajamas to take a shower, he was sweaty and sticky and felt uncomfortable to stay on his body all the time.
When walking past Ye Shuang's bed, Fang Mo couldn't help being curious when he saw that the man seemed to be still concentrating on the magazine in his hand. very nice?!"
As soon as the words came out of Fang Mo's mouth, Fang Mo felt that this question was stupid, but it was too late to change it now, and besides, he had never learned how to strike up a conversation since he was a child, and others always came to strike up a conversation with him...
Sure enough, the man on the bed looked up at him in surprise: "What's so interesting about magazines?!"
"..."
Fang Mo was silent for a while, coughed awkwardly and changed the subject: "Thank you so much for today, and I'll trouble you to take care of me all the time..."
"No, I can't sleep anyway."
Ye Shuang was telling the truth. From just after midnight, all kinds of information began to pour into her mind. Judging from what she learned in her genetic memory, this should be the genetic The memory knowledge carried in the stock solution... Because she didn't receive it slowly since she was a child, the amount of accumulated information suddenly became too large.
Anyway, the long night has been disturbed to sleep, so there is no trouble in changing someone's handkerchief.
Fang Mo thought that the other party was being polite, so he nodded and didn't say anything more. He just kept this matter in his heart and planned to report it in the future.
Walking to the cabinet and taking out his pajamas, Fang Mo started to unbutton them without any hesitation... The room was full of men, so he really didn't think there was anything wrong.
But I didn't expect that as soon as a shirt was taken off, revealing the strong and strong shoulders, a pillow was thrown behind me with the sound of howling wind, and the handsome benefactor shouted angrily: "Go to the bathroom and take it off!"
"..."