When she walked over, the waiter smiled politely at her, "Is there anything wrong with the little /// sister?" ”

"The gentleman in the room called me and asked me to send him a new set of clothes."

The waiter looked at her seriously, looked at the pocket in her hand, and then took out the room card to open the door and said, "Little /// sister, please come in." ”

She was still breathing when she stepped into this suite, after all, she was the person she had lived with for two years, and after all, she was her 'nominal' fiancé.

Her footsteps were fixed like this, and the sound of the door closing behind Zhilu Dao sounded 'click', and she remembered what she was doing.

Step by step, he walked towards the inner room, his heels clattering on the floor, his fingers touching the cold door, and pushing it open with a gentle force.

There was only one woman fiddling with her phone on the Kingsize bed in the center of the room, and she glanced faintly at the bathroom where the sound of water was coming from.

Bei Xiaoman heard the movement at the door and looked over, and saw Li Xiamo, who was dressed in casual clothes, stunned for a moment, and then called out 'Ah-'.

Li Xia Mo twisted her eyebrows lightly, looking at the panicked woman on the bed, she hoped that Duan Qingxi was indeed not here, but it backfired.

"Who are you, you, who are you?" Beshman raised his hand and pointed at her, pulling all the silk quilts around him to himself.

"......" She didn't want to pay attention to her, but when she saw her move like this, she couldn't help but chuckle, "Everyone is a woman, you have it and I have it, what is there to cover?" ”

This face? Somewhat familiar...... But Li Xia Mo couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"......," Bei Xiaoman, "what's the matter with you ugly woman?" Who the hell are you here for, who let you in? Do you know that Vice President Duan of Lu Dao is resting here, so he also comes...... You look so ugly, your figure is so poor, and you dare to come to Vice President Duan, you are too self-conscious. ”

She didn't say anything, she just crackled and couldn't finish talking, and every sentence was so ugly that it made her a little bored.

Hearing the sound outside, Duan Qingxi turned off the shower in the bathroom, walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, and wiped his hair with water with a white towel.

Hearing the bathroom door open, he walked out with his head down and his hair down, she glanced at him, and then threw the pocket out of her hand, "I brought you the clothes you wanted." ”

For a second, Duan Qingxi thought he had heard it wrong, how could she be here? But when he looked up at the visitor, the towel in his hand slipped with it.

Bei Xiaoman looked at the changes in front of him, and he couldn't react.

"Why are you here?" A thousand words, there is only one sentence at this time, he asked her a little stunned.

"Are you surprised that I came? Didn't you call and say I could bring you clothes? Li Xiamo smiled, looked at him with a confused expression, and then reminded him lightly, "On Saturday, the maids at home are all on vacation, and I am the only one left, don't you know what to do?" ”

He raised his hand and grabbed the still dripping hair, as if, he hadn't been back for a long time, and he had forgotten about it.

Bei Xiaoman frowned at the interaction between the two, and then interjected and asked, "Qingxi, who is she?" ”

"She's ......"-

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