Chapter Eighty-Six: Is There a Problem Borrowing My Room to Wash?
Early in the morning of the Fengsheng dinner, Shu Xin was woken up by a knock outside the infirmary.
I got out of bed, rubbed my eyes and opened the door. When I looked up, I saw Ji Cheng standing in front of him with a cold face.
Shu Xin raised his eyebrows, took a small step and leaned against the door frame, his tone was full of exhaustion, "Captain Ji's hand hurts again?" β
Ji Cheng didn't say anything, frowned slightly, tilted his head and glanced at the bedding in the infirmary, "It's not cold." β
Hearing this, Shu Xin bent his right hand and stroked his chin, blinked his eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "No." β
Ji Cheng raised his eyelids slightly, and was about to turn around and leave with his hands in his pockets, Shu Xin's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately stepped forward and grabbed the man's sleeve with his left hand.
Shu Xin: "I want to wash." β
The man paused, tilted his head, lifted his chin slightly, and said in a voice like spring water in the twilight: "Follow me." β
ββFollow all the way, Shu obediently followed behind the tall man, and walked around the hall to the back of the ZK Club, where the ZK Club rested.
Looking up, the name on the room was very prominent. There is also a sticker of a pig on the name of the old hat's room, and the door of the room is covered with various LOL-assisted small paintings.
And there is a room at the very end, but it is so clean that it doesn't even have a name.
The man took more steps and walked in, and sure enough, he stood outside the most plain door.
Turning the handle and pushing the door open, Ji Cheng turned sideways and said in a deep voice: "Everything in the toilet is there." β
After listening to this, Shu Xin grinned, bent over and got into the crook of the man's arm, "Got it, got it." β
At this time, the eyes of the man behind him darkened, and he took a step in with his head hanging and closed the door with his backhand.
The door facilities are quite simple, with a single bed on the left, a black table on the right, a small sofa next to the table, and a balcony and bathroom in front of it.
It's just that the wallpaper is unexpectedly very special, it is a black and white panda pattern.
"When did you change your hobby?" Comfortably turned his head and teased.
Ji Cheng glanced at Shu Xin, the expression on his face barely changed, he turned right and walked towards the sofa, his tone was very light: "Tangyuan was chosen for me." β
"Tsk." Shu Xin's ambiguous eyes flashed, and he raised his eyebrows and walked towards the toilet.
Ten minutes later - a soothing voice came from the toilet, "Borrow your toothbrush!" β
As soon as Ji Cheng wanted to stop it, Shu Xin brushed his teeth and jumped out of the toilet.
"Hey, hey, the electric toothbrush is so good."
Ji Cheng looked at the woman in front of him with white bubbles piled up on the side of his mouth, and he was very happy and bent his eyes and sneered lightly.
Ji Cheng: "Are you stupid?" β
"Knock knock!" At that moment, there was a knock at the door.
The next second, "Captain!" Fengsheng Group called! Let you pick it up! Feng Nian's voice sounded outside the door.
Shu Xin looked towards the door, and then the man opened the door in the next second.
"Captain, the ...... That ......" Feng Nian glanced at the man, and caught a glimpse of Shu Xin stunned for a few seconds, unable to speak for a long time.
it! What's going on!
"The third! Aunt Qin has taken leave, I went to buy breakfast, you ...... it soon" The old hat suddenly jumped over, holding fried dough and soy milk in his hand. However, before he finished speaking, the expression on his face showed shock.
Big eyes to small eyes, comfortably brushing their teeth silently, at this time they were silent with each other, and only the almost inaudible sound of the electric toothbrush could be heard.
Ji Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?" β
The quiet atmosphere was broken, and Shu Xin blinked his big eyes and tilted his head to look at the two people outside the door again.
Feng Nian came back to his senses, and immediately handed the mobile phone in his hand to Ji Cheng, and his tone was choked: "That, the third child, Fengsheng is looking for you." β
Ji Cheng took the phone, looked at the two people who were still stunned in front of him and frowned, "Anything else?" β
Quickly, the seal and the old hat flashed back.
Closing the door again, Ji Cheng answered the phone, turned around and lowered his head and walked towards the sofa.
"Then I'll continue to wash." Shu Xin slurred and tried to say to the man.
After saying that, Shu Xin jumped back to the toilet.
On the other end of the phone, Sheng Yanan, who was on the other side, was stunned when she heard the voice, and asked, "Is Senior Sister Shuxin here?" β
Ji Cheng was half-lying on the sofa, leaning his head on the side of the sofa, tilting his head, and looking at the toilet that didn't know what he was doing and made a ping-pong sound.
Ji Cheng: "She's washing." What's up? β
The phone was silent for three seconds, and then the female voice continued, "Ah, it's okay, I just can't make a comfortable call, let you remind her to remember to participate in the celebration banquet." β
"Celebration feast?" Ji Cheng moved and withdrew his eyes.
"Yes, last time you made a promotional video, the company wants to celebrate. Are you coming? β
"Nope."
ββWhen Shu Xin and Ji Cheng packed up and opened the door and came out, they saw Tang Yuan and Qiu with intriguing expressions.
Tang Yuan hung a bunch of grapes in his left hand, grabbed one with his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth, "Third child, explain?" β
Glancing at everyone, Ji Cheng turned his head slightly, with a cold face, straightened his back and walked forward very calmly, passing by everyone and stopped, "Is there a problem with borrowing my room to wash?" β
Everyone felt the gaze and shook their heads in tacit agreement.
- Then, Shu Xin watched the time to leave the base, went home and sniffed himself in disgust, and took a shower and changed his clothes by the way.
In the evening, several luxury cars were parked outside the flavor hall near Fengsheng Group.
The words "well-known restaurant" hung on the red flashing light sign, and the waiter next to it was wearing a white shirt.
The outside is bright glass, and when you look inside from the outside, you can clearly see how hot the business is inside.
Shu Xin pinched the phone and arrived at the destination on time.
As soon as I got out of the car, I heard someone shouting.
"Comfort, come on! It's up to you. β
It was the photographer of the day, and he was standing outside the door in a casual shirt.
Shu Xin raised his head when he heard it, and hurriedly walked inside.
"It's half past five, why are you here at half past five." The photographer spoke, and his tone was just an ordinary greeting.
Shu Xin frowned slightly, thinking back to the time Sheng Yanan gave him to dock. Then he smiled slightly.
What age is it, and you still play this routine.
Pushing open the private room, looking at the full house, he glanced at the smiling Sheng Yanan comfortably and quickly, then retracted his gaze and smiled at everyone, "I'm sorry, ZK has something, I'm late." β
As soon as the words fell, several employees of Fengsheng Group shouted to drink to make amends.
Glancing at the wine on the table, Shu Xin only smiled, walked over in two steps, grabbed a glass of beer and drank it happily.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this, they probably didn't expect Shu Xin to be such a happy person, and in the end, they all accepted the idea of ridiculing.
While eating, several female employees were discussing cosmetics, sitting far away, not communicating with Shuxin, and they didn't seem to be very comfortable.
Comfortably bury your head in eating, after all, no one can be bitter if you are bitter.
Suddenly, a female voice crossed, "Shuxin, your skin is so good, what do you use?" β
was named, Shu Xin looked at the crystal elbow in his bowl, hesitated for two seconds, put down the chopsticks, looked up and said, "A niche brand in France." Not very expensive. β
The female voice then said, "Oh, I thought you had been using a big brand. It seems that she is still naturally beautiful. β
Shu Xin smiled and didn't speak, Sheng Yanan on the side spoke up at this time, "It's good to have comfortable high school skin, and you can be so beautiful without cosmetics." β
Shu Xin was silent, only lowered his head and lifted his chopsticks and poked his elbow.
In two sentences, all the attention was focused on Shu Xin again.
Several male employees also began to persuade them to drink again. "Shuxin, why don't you become an actor if you're so beautiful?" "Yes, it's such an honor for us to be able to drink with the big beauties together." β¦β¦
Shu Xin sighed softly, put down his chopsticks, and looked at his elbow again.
Looks like I won't be able to eat properly today.
Raised his head, hung the corners of his mouth lightly, turned his head sideways, raised his hand to take a bottle, poured it into the cup, and there was a trace of evil light in his eyes, "How about I drink one cup and you drink three cups?" β
Half an hour later, all the men on the table were drunk, except for the photographer who had been eating Buddhism.
Shu Xin calmly glanced at the people at the wine table, raised his right hand and poked the elbow in the bowl, then stood up and smiled at a few girls: "I'll go to the toilet." β
Several girls were a little confused, and then they all nodded awkwardly.
As soon as he got out of the private room, Shu Xin leaned on the tile and lowered his head slightly. The smile on the corner of his mouth had gone cold.
Looking up, there was a hint of irritability in his eyes, and he rummaged through his bag and found a lady's cigarette, picked up the lighter, lit it, and smoked it.
Raise your head, swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, and be completely quiet in comfort.
Maybe it's the wine, and the comfort of the mind is a person at the moment.
The man, lingering.
He got up and buried his head, took another puff, took two steps forward, put out the cigarette against the tiles, and threw it in the trash.
He pulled out his phone and sent a message to a man as he walked to the toilet.
After looking at the message that the message was successfully sent, he put the phone back in his bag.
A cold wind blew in the toilet window, and Shu Xin washed his hands in the sink, looking up at himself in the mirror in a daze.
After a while, back in the private room, two of the men who had drunk down straightened up again, but by this time they were already drunk.
"I think it's almost over today." The photographer took the last bite of the dish, touched his stomach and stood up.
Shu Xin grabbed the edge of the bench with his right hand, stood without speaking, and looked straight at Sheng Yanan.
Sheng Yanan tilted her head, suddenly stood up, and said with a comfortable gaze, "I also feel almost." β
Shu Xin raised his eyebrows, then turned around and opened the door, stopped for a moment and said: "I'll go back to the club first, if you still have activities, remember to call me on time." I'm busy. β
The moment the door was closed, Shu Xin's mind was full of slightly drunken shaking, and after holding on to the wall and taking a step, the photographer behind him walked out.
"Do you want me to take you home?"
Shu Xin frowned, then straightened his waist and said coldly: "No." β
Although it is not necessary, the photographer has been following comfortably from a distance of two meters.
Shu Xin was not in a hurry, but his eyes kept looking out of the door.
As soon as he stepped out of the gate, Shu Xin stood and looked around and didn't find the familiar car, and then lowered his head.
"Don't you really need me to take you home?" The photographer approached.
Shu Xin was a little impatient and just wanted to speak.
"Comfortable." The man's voice suddenly appeared.