That dog manager really thinks he's coming to sleep with someone else's fiancée?

It's better to let her still wear that shirt in this dress.

Who knows how he restrained himself?

"!"

Tang Xinyue was dazed, and when she heard this low, indistinct voice, her mind cleared up for a moment, "What kind of grass?"

Is there something wrong with the data again?

She went back to deal with it for a long time today, because she was absent-minded and forcibly concentrated, so she dragged it out until now.

Fu Su: "......"

There was another knock on the door outside, and Fu Su wrapped Tang Xinyue in the quilt and went to open the door.

"I'll pick up Miss Tang's dirty clothes. The waiter came in with his head down, his eyes did not squint, his eyes saw the shirt and jeans on the ground, and he hurriedly picked it up and hugged it and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, where are the clothes sent for dry cleaning?"

When the waiter heard Fu Shao's voice, he was frightened.

This is an inappropriate place, and it is not a real hotel, so how can there be a special dry cleaning place?

"Fu Shao, Miss Tang's clothes, I will wash them myself. The waiter smiled flatteringly.

Fu Su's eyes sank slightly, and fell on the waiter's hand holding the clothes, the clothes that had just been stripped off her......

He narrowed his eyes, "Put it down, bring the laundry detergent." ”

"Huh?" The waiter was stunned for a moment, met Fu Shao's eyes, didn't dare to have a second question, hurriedly put his clothes on the sofa, and ran to tell the manager about it.

After a while, the waiter came in with a large bucket of laundry detergent, "Fu Shao, this is laundry detergent that doesn't hurt your hands." ”

After finishing speaking, he immediately got out, not daring to disturb this master again.

On the bed, Tang Xinyue sat wrapped in a quilt, looking at him for a moment.

"You continue to think about your grass. ”

Fu Su dropped this sentence, picked up the clothes on the sofa, and went into the bathroom.

After looking at the cleanliness of the bath, he threw two pieces of clothes directly into the bath, put half a tank of water, and poured half a bottle of laundry detergent into it.

Reached out and stirred, twisted again, frowned.

I opened the bathroom window, lit a cigarette, took out my phone and made a call.

The first pass was hung up by the other party, and the second pass was connected, and there was sleepiness and hoarseness in his voice, and more anger, "Young Master, you have a colorful nightlife, can you not pick this kind of day to call the person who sleeps in beauty sleep, damn, there is a grand ceremony to attend tomorrow, have you considered the skin condition of a person who is nearly thirty years old and eats by his face, are you waiting for my life picture to be ridiculed?"

Qi Mo was furious.

Fu Su smoked silently.

After the other side was angry, a crackling voice sounded, as if a glass of water had been poured, and after drinking it, he calmed down a little, "What's the matter, say." ”

"How do you wash your clothes?"

The other side breathed heavily, tried frantically on the edge of the outburst, and finally took another sip of water, forcing himself to calm down, "You called me in the middle of the night and asked about washing clothes, why don't you find a maid to do this, or buy a washing machine yourself, you can't ask others about this?"

"There is no one else, other people are more useless than me, who bragged to Lao Tzu every day, saying that when filming in the mountains, the clothes were washed by themselves?"

Qi Mo took a deep breath and drank the water in one gulp.

"Come, brother teach you, hold the clothes with the tiger's mouth, put the clothes together, rub them, you try. ”

"Take me a video. ”

Qi Mo: "......"