Ye Xiaodi, who was a novice on the road, finally hung up someone's car.

When Ye Shuang was in the hotel parking lot, she heard ominous movements, and when she got out of the car, she glanced at the back of the car, and sure enough, a scratch was clearly printed on the shiny body of the car.

"......" Ye Shuang glanced at Brother Ye silently: "You should practice more in this technique, I hope people will see our life-saving grace and take him in, don't worry about you this time." ”

Although she is not very knowledgeable, Ye Shuang has not heard the gossip of her colleagues in the company. For example, "the general manager is so rich, even the private car is millions of ......" and something like that.

Suddenly feeling so stressed......

Younger Brother Ye held the shattered three views, watched his eldest sister bend down to the back seat, and held a big man out in the crook of his arm like a baby.

How do you really look at this scene and hurt your eyes...... Junior Brother Ye silently turned his head and calmed down, and then turned back to justify his words sternly: "It's better than his car being stolen on the side of the road!"

Ye Shuang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and now she was thinking about how to work hard to brush her boss's favor, so that the other party would wake up the next day and consciously erase the scratches......

When I entered the hotel gate, the greeting doorman was about to pop out of his eyes.

They watched as a tall, handsome man came in with another man in his arms, followed by another man...... What kind of rhythm is this?!

Although a good plain zhì makes these people not talk about it in person, it doesn't mean that everyone is not curious.

So all kinds of eyes flew and exchanged, and they didn't stop until Ye Shuang and the three of them walked to the service desk.

After opening the room with the same shocked expression of the front desk lady, Ye Shuang felt that her lower limit had suddenly broken a new record.

Fortunately, there is still extra income tonight, and there is no loss in changing the original single room to a double standard room.

When the two of the Ye family returned to the open room with Fang Mo, it was almost midnight, and Junior Brother Ye had to go home, so he waited for Ye Shuang to put her boss on the bed, and then he helped change a set of pajamas, and then hurriedly left a few words of advice to flash people after looking at the time.

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When Fang Mo regained some consciousness, he only felt as if his brain had been poured with cement, both sluggish and heavy, and there was a feeling of swelling in his skull, as if he was about to explode his head.

Unconsciously moving and struggling, feeling a completely different feel from the big bed at home, Fang Mo tried to open his eyes to check his situation.

Then, before he could lift his eyelids, a wet towel was covered on his forehead, which finally temporarily relieved his discomfort.

With a comfortable moan, Fang Mo's frowning brows loosened slightly, and it took a while before he opened his eyes, and then he saw a handsome man sitting lazily at the head of his bed.

The dim light shone on the man's body, and he sat casually at the head of the bed, his long legs slightly bent, one arm on his lap, and the other hand holding a magazine that seemed to be a gift from a hotel room.

The man's delicate facial features seemed to be coated with a layer of warm light, and the time around him seemed slow and silent, as if he couldn't help but want to stop for him......

Fang Mo couldn't help but slow down his breathing, and finally understood what the extreme and soul-inspiring beauty in the novel looked like.

Ye Shuang noticed the change in Fang Mo's breathing rhythm for the first time, and swept the head of the bed with a glance out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he found that the person on the bed didn't know when he had woken up.

"Are you awake?!" Ye Shuang said nonsense, and then reached out to cover the wet towel and tested the temperature, feeling that it was okay and didn't move it.

Standing up from the side of the bed, Ye Shuang picked up the bedside phone and asked, "I just said hello to the hotel and asked them to prepare a bowl of shredded chicken porridge in the kitchen, do you want to serve it to you?!"

Ye Shuang also stayed in the room for a while before he realized that something was wrong with Fang Mo, originally thought it was just simple drunkenness, but he didn't expect to hear that this person had been tossing and turning in pain, and it seemed that he couldn't sleep comfortably no matter how he slept, and even the temperature on his forehead remained high...... After discovering that she had misjudged the form, Ye Shuang had no choice but to accept her fate and take responsibility......

After a good night's sleep, Fang Mo still regained some strength, Fang Mo felt less uncomfortable than before, so he simply took off the wet towel on his forehead and sat up, nodded and thanked him: "Then I'll trouble you, I'm really a little hungry." ”

Ye Shuang shrugged and said that it didn't matter, and then called the service desk with the microphone, and hung up the phone after the porridge was delivered, and sat on another bed in the room with the magazine in his hand.

Ye Shuang felt that it was natural for her to take care of it, 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 brother saved him, and then he knew his physical condition, and it was really an unexpected emergency to suddenly faint, and it stands to reason that the other party has no obligation to take care of himself, but he still took care of it, and he has been guarding the bedside for so long......

Thinking of this, Fang Mo felt that his lonely heart that was working alone in Shanlin City seemed to be warmer.

Throwing the towel in his hand back into the basin on the bedside table, Fang Mo stepped out of bed and planned to get his pajamas for a shower, but he was sweaty and sticky, and it was uncomfortable to stay on his body all the time.

When he walked by Ye Shuang's bedside, seeing that this person seemed to be still looking at the magazine in his hand intently, Fang Mo couldn't help but be curious, he didn't know which tendon was wrong and stopped for a moment, and asked: "...... This magazine is good?!"

As soon as the words came out, Fang Mo felt that this question was very stupid, but it was too late to change it now, and besides, he really hadn't learned how to talk to him since he was a child, and it was always others who accosted him......

Sure enough, the man on the bed looked up at him in surprise: "What's so good about magazines?!"

“……”

Fang Mo was silent for a moment, coughed a few times awkwardly and then changed the topic: "Thank you so much today, and I bother you to take care of me all the time......"

"No, I can't sleep anyway. ”

Ye Shuang was telling the truth, since just after midnight, her mind suddenly began to pour in a steady stream of information, judging from what she learned from her genetic memory, this should be the memory knowledge carried in the gene stock...... Because she didn't receive it slowly since she was a child, the amount of information she had accumulated was suddenly too large.

Anyway, the long night was disturbed and I didn't want to sleep, so what's the trouble with changing a handkerchief for someone.

Fang Mo thought that the other party was polite, so he nodded and didn't say anything more, only secretly kept this matter in his heart, planning to report it again in the future.

Walking to the cabinet and taking out his pajamas, Fang Mo didn't have any taboos and began to unbutton them...... The room was full of men, and he really didn't feel anything.

But I didn't expect that a blouse had just been taken off, revealing a sturdy shoulder, and a pillow behind him was smashed with the sound of whistling wind, and by the way, there was a handsome man's angry shout: "Go into the bathroom and take it off!"

“……”