Whenever he asks him, he will report good news and not bad news.

Why did it suddenly ...... this time Honest?

Song Shinian pursed his lips and took the initiative to say, "Otherwise, you go back to the company first, and I'll take a taxi home by myself." ”

Yan Yu listened and smiled at her.

"It's not a big problem, I'll take you to the hot spring resort first."

Song Shinian hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, it's still important to work." The hot springs can be run at any time. ”

Although she is a salted fish, she is also a well-behaved and sensible salted fish.

Now that the big guys have said that something happened to the company, she can't still think about playing.

However, her thoughtfulness was not seen by the big guy, and he only heard him say categorically: "No, I'll send you to the hot spring resort first, you got up early today, you should be tired, go and rest for a while, and I'll wait for me to come back and soak together." ”

He looked at her earnestly with dark eyes, "Okay?" ”

Song Shinian was stunned.

With such a cautious and serious expression, she couldn't say anything she refused.

She could only nod confusedly, "Okay." ”

So well-behaved.

Yan Yu didn't hold back again, reached out and rubbed her hair, which was soft and delicate, just a little ......

He furrowed his eyebrows, "You haven't washed your hair in a few days?" ”

The throbbing in Song Shinian's heart shattered suddenly.

She looked at Yan Yu with a straight face, bitter and hateful, and said reluctantly: "It's only been 3 days." ”

Yan Yu silently withdrew his hand and said lightly: "It tastes." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and left, and continued: "Hurry up and follow, just so you go to the resort to wash your hair first." ”

Song Shinian's face distorted.

She followed the man with difficult steps and forcibly explained, "I was going to wash my hair today. ”

After saying that, he reached out and touched his hair in disbelief, it was still very soft and smooth, only a little bit of oil.

It's not obvious.

Not to mention what the smell is, where is the taste? How could she not smell it? The big guy is talking nonsense.

Harm, I knew that I would have pounced on the loose powder in the morning.

Jiaozuo!

Yan Yu walked ahead.

"I haven't washed my hair for three days, I have to call Sister Zhou and ask her to wash all the sheets and covers in my room."

What do you mean?

Song Shinian paused to keep up with the footsteps of the step, and didn't react for a while.

When he reacted, he was really congested.

Red from head to toe.

The big guy is saying that he slept in his bed last night, so he didn't wash his hair for three days, and now he hates himself for dyeing his sheets and quilt covers with a 'smell'?

Song Shinian looked at the man in front of him with a resentful face, and his tone was very impulsive: "I didn't ask you to sleep in your bed, I have my own bed." ”

The man in front of him paused, and turned around.

Caught off guard, he saw the twisted and shaking fist clearly.

Song Shinian: "......"

She stiffened her face and glared at him angrily, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

"Hmm." The man nodded thoughtfully and continued, "I also want Sister Zhou to wash the sheets and quilts in your room." ”

After speaking, he turned around and continued to walk towards the parking space.

Song Shinian: "......" felt disliked by him.

She stretched out her fist and swung wildly at the man's back, thinking about knocking the man down with a punch before letting out a long sigh of relief.

This damn cleanliness fetish.

not only cares about him, but even manages his own, which is very hateful.

So Song Shinian refused to say another word to the big guy along the way.

Gao Gui got out of the car coldly, and after watching the man leave in a hurry, she immediately opened the room without stopping.

The first thing to do is to wash your hair.

It's so angry.