I finally got a taxi. I had lunch with the depressed Lu Junzhi in the hotel restaurant. No matter how I asked him to talk to him on the way, he refused to answer me. Bend it, hey... Young Master Jin Gui from a rich family is hard to serve!
Seeing that Lu Junzhi seemed to have made up his mind not to talk to me, I no longer wasted effort. After eating and drinking, we walked silently from the restaurant back to the room, passing by the counter in the hotel lobby on the way, just in time to hear the waiter say sorry in standard Mandarin. Said: "Sir, I'm so sorry, the room in our shop is full."
I turned my head subconsciously, wanting to see who was as unlucky as me who wanted to book a room but couldn't book it. I was stunned when I saw it.
Because this gentleman is not someone else, it is Sen Yuming.
He obviously saw me, but he smiled and waved like an old friend as usual: "Xiaye!"
I also smiled, but not as natural as he was: "What a coincidence, are you here to travel too?"
He took a deep look at me, and then replied after a pause, "I'm on a business trip." He said regretfully: "Unfortunately, the hotel room is full."
I pretended to be relaxed and nodded: "Yeah, who calls Guilin a tourist attraction! Or you can go to another hotel to see it?"
There seemed to be reluctance in his eyes: "That's the only thing to do." Then he suddenly changed the topic and proposed: "By the way, Xia Ye, are you free tonight? We haven't gotten together for a long time, or go out together. Shall we have a meal?"
At this time, Lu Junzhi, who had been reluctant to speak, suddenly stepped forward and said softly with a smile on his face: "Xia Ye, let's go back to the room. We should be tired after playing for so long today."
I can't stop my tongue at his sudden change. I just ignored me with a blank face. This face has become so fast!
I shook my head honestly: "In fact, it's not very tired."
He squinted dangerously: "Not tired?"
I shuddered and changed my words quickly: "Tired, tired!"
When he turned his head, seeing Sen Yuming's eyes dimmed, he smiled a little far-fetched and said, "I am really tired today. I'm not going to eat this meal. See you later."
I said goodbye politely, Sen Yuming spoke high, I suddenly felt a force on my wrist, Lu Junzhi pulled me straight to the elevator, the original gentle face turned black again when I turned his head.
This person, it's a waste of materials not to be a movie star!
Returning to the hotel room, he asked in a cold tone: "Do you really want the hotel to have an extra room?"
I nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
His eyes suddenly became angry: "Do you want him to stay in this hotel?"
Seeing that his face was wrong, I quickly flattered: "No, the general manager, your generation of elite celebrities is too wronged to sleep on the sofa. I feel extremely guilty about this, so I hope I can have an extra room!" Actually, I don't want to have the same room with you!
He showed his face-changing stunt again, slowly raised the corners of his lips and laughed, then shook his head and sighed, "Idiot."
I:"… "
You are so flattering, you still call me an idiot! ? Who is this!
I stopped paying attention to the inexplicable man, and laid out on the big bed relaxedly, closed my eyes and fell asleep, and daydreamed in broad daylight. This time the dream was very clear, as if back in time. , Sen Mingyu and I are still jealous and close lovers. We returned to the restaurant where we often went to eat together, the streets where we often went for walks, and the park where we often went on dates together. The scenes changed from time to time, but they were all clear. Show in my mind.
"Xia Ye, it's dark, wake up!" Lu Junzhi's voice suddenly rang in my ears, and I woke up.
I stretched my waist and asked casually: "General manager, what time is it now?"
"At half past eight, you have slept for a long time." He said, suddenly asked: "While sleeping and laughing, what did you dream of?"
I wanted to dream that my ex-boyfriend was too embarrassed, so I said casually: "I dreamt that I got a diamond worth hundreds of thousands!"
"No wonder he is so happy." He looked at me contemptuously, and then changed the subject: "I just slept for a while, and I also had a very happy dream."
I naturally use my own standards to measure, curiously guessing: "What did you dream of. Did you dream of getting a big company worth tens of millions of dollars?"
He shook his head: "No."
I asked again: "Is that a dream of getting a million-dollar villa?"
He shook his head: "Neither."
I stared: "Isn't you just dreaming of a car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars?"
He shook his head again, and said in a playful tone, "I already have all of what you said. In fact, what I dreamed of was not worth two dollars."
I snorted disdainfully: "Cut!" I thought it was a dream!
After a while, I was really curious: "General manager, what exactly did you dream of?"
He smiled: "I dreamed of you."
I:"… "
Bastard, mad at me again!
In the next few days, boss Lu and I visited all the sights of Guilin. There was never a fixed plan. I always went wherever I wanted to. I walked around and enjoyed eating and drinking along the way. I originally thought I would. A very long week passed quickly.
These days I have been eating well, and the most important thing is that I relieved the stress and fatigue during the sightseeing tour, and my mood has been greatly relaxed. Generally speaking, the journey is quite smooth, but I am ready to go back. The day before, there was a problem that was neither big nor small. Lu Junzhi was sick.
It is said that the source of this illness is actually me. The young and promising Dojin boss was spoiled and spoiled. It is estimated that he has always been a high bed with soft pillows. Now he has been succumbing to the sofa for a week. It is inevitable that he will not have a good rest. Coupled with the small size of the sofa, it is inevitable that the quilt will fall off occasionally when turning over, even if the sleeping condition is good. This eventually led to boss Lu's cold and fever.
Looking at Lu Junzhi, who was lying on the bed with pale lips and reddish complexion, I felt a trace of guilt. I just went to the pharmacy to buy a fever-reducing cold medicine, and I didn't know if it would work.
After hesitating for a while, I walked over and asked in a low voice, "General Manager, should we go to the hospital for an injection?"
Lu Junzhi opened his eyes slightly, his cool, black eyes squinted at me, seeing his accusing gaze, I suddenly reacted, almost forgot that he was fainting!
I was at a loss: "Then... what should I do?"
He said lightly: "From now on, you have to be responsible for staying here and taking care of me, and you are not allowed to leave."
I almost subconsciously blurted out: "Are you paying overtime this time?" I regretted it after I said it. Although it was his natural reaction after taking care of him last time with a stomach ailment, I shouldn't mention it now.
Sure enough, Boss Lu narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking like he hated iron and steel and wanted to strangle me. I quickly turned around and said, "I'll get you hot towels and water!"
When he came back, Lu Junzhi still opened his dark and bright eyes, staring at me scorchingly. I was so hairy that I quickly said softly and thoughtfully: "General Manager, you have a good sleep and rest. I will always be there for you. Keep it by your side, you just need to scream at any time."
He looked at me and suddenly asked, "You said, you will stay by my side forever and not leave me?"
I responded quickly: "Yes!"
He nodded in satisfaction: "Very well, remember what you said."
"...?" I looked at him in confusion. Boss Lu is a very commitment-oriented person, but why do I suddenly feel that what he meant is different from what I meant
Lu Junzhi seemed weak and exhausted. After drinking water, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Although it was not the first time I saw him sleeping, it was the first time I saw him asleep with red cheeks. Long eyelashes, tightly pursed lips, and flushed cheeks make Qingjun's face a bit charming, and the way I sleep and breathe lightly makes my mouth dry. !
Sure enough, at the age of Fachun, since he is hungry and cannot choose food, what kind of identity is the boss of Lu Da, can I be a citizen of me! While spitting on myself secretly, I wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel. At this moment, a string of familiar cell phone ringing rang. I was afraid of waking Lu Junzhi, so I quickly took out my cell phone and pressed it off. I saw that I received a text message.
The content of the text message is very concise: Xia Ye, I am waiting for you at the entrance of the hotel, can I come out? A very unfamiliar number, but a very familiar signature, Sen Yuming.