"I'll think about it seriously. ”

To Song Ying's question, Luo Qiu gave this answer.

Of course, Song Ying didn't expect to be able to get the answer she expected - because this guy was too calm...... It's so calm that it's even a little scary.

No matter how strong a person is, or a person who is indifferent to life and death, or even more so just trying to pretend to be calm, there are always traces to follow.

He had no pity for the white man, no emotion for the severed palm, and the final feeding of the crocodile was more like watching a circus show — and it was a not-so-stellar one.

Either cold-blooded to the extreme, or born emotionally crippled - or, for him, this kind of thing is just a very small pediatric thing.

"Who the hell are you?" Song Ying stared at Luo Qiu again, trying to catch any change in his demeanor on his face.

"For you, I'm Luoqiu. Luo Qiu thought for a moment.

"For us?" Song Ying frowned, "Isn't that for us?"

"Miss Song doesn't have to worry about too many things. Luo Qiu smiled slightly: "Actually, I won't stay for long. Maybe in a few days, maybe a week, I'll be gone. ”

"You're leaving?" Song Ying heard an unexpected answer.

"It depends, if there are more interesting things here, I should stay a few more days. Luo Qiu said indifferently.

"Really?" Song Ying raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly, "Very good, I will make you feel bored like never before." ”

With that, Song Ying didn't say a word, then ignored Luo Qiu, and left the independent villa suite in the hotel accompanied by Otas.

She didn't arrange any hospitality for Luo Qiu, and she didn't even say a word to Luo Qiu anymore, almost treating him as transparent and non-existent—even so, no one on the hotel side dared to do so.

Although Miss Sakura seems to be having trouble with this Mr. Luo...... But I didn't see her blow this guy surnamed Luo away?

God knows if Miss Sakura will suddenly say again: You won't have to go to work tomorrow?

Therefore, the general manager of the hotel, Otas, did not dare to snub this young man at all, "That...... Miss Sakura is actually a very good person, why don't you go and coax her?"

"We're not the kind of relationship you think. Luo Qiu shook his head with a smile: "Don't worry about me, Mr. Otas is also busy, I have no problem staying by myself." ”

Because Song Ying didn't say anything, Luo Qiu followed all the way, and then came to a spacious office.

At this time, the general manager Otas looked at Song Ying, who was reading the documents at the desk and was silent, so he had to smile bitterly, and then lowered his voice and said: "Okay, Mr. Luo, if you need anything, just find someone to tell me." There is a secretary on duty outside the door, you can also tell her, and I will tell her to go down. ”

"There is labor. ”

......

......

After Otas left, Song Ying suddenly glanced up at Luo Qiu. Luo Qiu felt his gaze and asked curiously, "Is there something wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Song Ying just stared at Luo Qiu intently, and after a while, as if she had figured out something, she put her hands on the keyboard and started typing.

Luo Qiu smiled, and then casually turned up the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, then walked lightly to the bookshelf in this office and picked up a reading book casually.

"If you're sleepy, find a room to sleep in. Song Ying didn't look up, I don't know when tapping the keyboard turned into writing and drawing on the document, "The service of this hotel is still good, if you have any special needs, it can also meet you." Although I don't have a good impression of you, you are also a member of the Song family after all, and I can't treat you badly. ”

"I just need to read books. Luo Qiu pointed to the book he had just taken off the shelf.

The Book of Tea.

"Whatever you want. Song Ying lowered her head again and began to work.

"Would you like to pour you a glass of water?" Luo Qiu looked at the cup next to Song Ying that had almost been drunk.

"Don't bother me. Song Ying didn't raise her head, "Also, the air conditioner was turned back for me, I'm afraid of the heat." ”

Luo Qiu nodded, walked to the regulator on the wall again, turned the air conditioner to the original temperature, and walked back to the sofa, only this time Luo Qiu's footsteps were softer.

In fact, reading e-books will be more convenient and more complete.

But it's not as good as a paper book. Luo Qiu is a person who likes to read, and it didn't take long for him to immerse himself in the content of this "Book of Tea".

The minute and second hands of the white wall clock on the wall rotate slowly.

Two o'clock in the morning...... Half-past two...... 3:15 a.m......

Song Ying occasionally raised her head and glanced at Luo Qiu, who was reading a book, and then lowered her head again and began to work.

Four o'clock in the morning...... 4:38 a.m...... Song Ying stood up with the document, turning the pen in her hand, and had completely sunk into the world of work.

She didn't even feel that there was one more person in this office than usual, besides herself.

She almost ...... No, the existence of Luo Qiu has been completely ignored.

Early in the morning, at 6:23, Song Ying threw down the pen in her hand, then stretched her waist and pounded her shoulder.

"Gone. Song Ying looked at the position where Luo Qiu was sitting at this time, and the person was no longer there...... I don't even know when I'm not there.

Song Ying directly dialed the phone number of the secretary outside the office, "What about the guy surnamed Luo, have you found a room to sleep?"

The secretary said, "No, Miss Sakura, early in the morning, a few gentlemen came and picked up Mr. Luo." ”

"Took it, who?" Song Ying frowned.

"It was Mr. Xiao Song who came here in person. The secretary hurriedly said, "It's been more than twenty minutes since I walked." ”

"yes, I see. Song Ying eased up - it seems that Luo Qiu didn't return all night, even her uncle Song Haoran couldn't sit still, so he came to pick up someone in person.

Song Ying shook her head, she didn't like her grandfather and uncle to treat this guy like a baby.

"Does Mr. Xiao Song have anything else?"

"Mr. Xiao Song said that he was going to take someone back to accompany the chairman for breakfast, saying that the chairman hadn't woken up yet, and there was still time for something......

"Nosy......" Song Ying muttered, then shook her head: "You can bring me something to eat, I'm a little hungry." ”

A short time later, the secretary walked in with a plate.

There was only one porcelain bowl on the plate, but the contents inside made Song Ying a little surprised: "White porridge?"

The secretary nodded and said, "Miss Sakura, it's better for you to stay up all night and eat something light." ”

Song Ying shook her head and said, "Take it, I won't eat it, it's too light, I don't like things that don't have a taste, have you forgotten?"

The secretary was a little disappointed and a little anxious at the same time, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Sakura, why don't you do it often, I'...... I've actually been up for a long time. Moreover, it is not without taste, I also put ginkgo. ”

Song Ying glanced at the secretary, and the little secretary who saw it had a cold back, but suddenly picked up the spoon and took a bite.

Soft and glutinous, although it is light, it has the sweet taste of ginkgo biloba spreading in the mouth, as if washing away the fatigue on the body in an instant, Song Ying suddenly had a great appetite, and ate it spoonful by spoonful.

"It's not bad, I can eat this thing. Song Ying nodded.

The little secretary was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "There is still a kitchen, Miss Sakura likes to eat, can I add a little more to you?"

Song Ying nodded.

......

The little secretary walked out of the office happily with the bowl in her hand, but she suddenly glanced at her position—about an hour and a half ago.

Mr. Luo suddenly walked out and asked her, "Do you want Miss Song to praise you and smile?"

"But ......"

"You young lady are the kind of people who don't refuse the kindness of others. ”

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PS: Today I climbed four mountains and walked more than ten kilometers of mountain roads, and for the first time I felt that my knees were not enough...... Tired, short and weak, short and weak.