The elevator goes up and down, and it's quiet.

Shang Hexing replied to her: "It depends on my grandmother's physical condition, and at that moment, I will naturally tell him." ”

Wen Zhi thought for a while: "I think the two of them have been husband and wife for sixty or seventy years, and they must have already had telepathy, if it really comes to that moment, maybe you don't need to tell him, both parties should be able to perceive it in advance." ”

Shang Hexing turned his gaze sideways: "So metaphysical? ”

Wen Ori nodded: "I believe this." ”

Shang Hexing said, "Then I will try to believe it." ”

Wen Zhi was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly shook his head: "No, you can't believe this, you are a public official." ”

Shang Hexing couldn't help laughing, the smile on his face was like a spring breeze, which made Wen Zhi look a little distracted.

But she didn't know why he was suddenly laughing so happily.

At the same time, the elevator also reached the floor.

Shang Hexing led Wen Weaving out of the elevator.

Wen Ori asked him what he was laughing at, and he said, "Thank you for the reminder." ”

Wen Ori was even more puzzled: "I remind you what's funny. ”

Shang Hexing's words were very straightforward: "Because you are cute, I didn't expect your first reaction to be this." ”

“……”

It is true that public officials must not be superstitious about religious beliefs, but must be steadfast materialists.

Shang Hexing naturally kept it in mind, but the moment he was specially reminded by Wen Weaving, it was like a person who was used to being lazy, and he was suddenly managed, which felt better than he imagined.

On the other hand, Wen Weaving was suddenly praised, and her face was already thin, and her cheeks were flushed.

"Oh, don't laugh." She poked him.

"Okay, stop laughing." Shang Hexing's face recovered slightly: "Speaking of my grandfather just now, in fact, my mother is very similar to my grandfather, I mean their personalities are the same axis." ”

Suddenly, hearing Shang Hexing mention his mother, Wen Weaving rarely didn't say anything.

In fact, Wen Zhi didn't know that anything about Shang Hexing's mother was taboo, he didn't talk about it easily, and he didn't allow others to talk about it.

If Wen Ori knew, she would understand how important Shang Hexing valued her, because he only mentioned his dead mother in front of her.

At that time, Shang Hexing had already sent Wen Zhi outside her suite.

He took the key card out of his pocket and handed it to her, saying, "But I'm not like them." ”

Wen Ori reached out to pick up the room card, and he didn't let go of his fingertips: "If I identify a person, I will do my best to fight for it, I only want what I want, I will not compromise, and I will not compromise." ”

In the last sentence, every word struck the tip of Wen Zhi's heart.

Her breathing was scrambled.

Finally, his fingertips slowly let go of the room card, stared at her delicate face, and asked, "Do you understand what I mean?" ”

Wen Zhi's mood became more and more chaotic, and she looked down at the room card in her hand: "You, do you want to go in and sit?" ”

Shang Hexing's pupils were dark and deep, and he took a step closer to her: "Wen Weaving, do you know what it means to invite a man to the room on a big night?" ”

Wen Ori raised her eyes and looked at him: "I, I just wanted to invite you to come in and sit down." ”

Shang Hexing chuckled, and took another step closer to her: "I don't think so, you and I are both single, and we are adult men and women, and your invitation is a hint to me, and it means that we can communicate further." ”

Wen Zhi couldn't retreat anymore, and listening to his words, his pretty face suddenly turned red.

"Shanghe Xing ......"

"I'm here." He bullied her into the door, and before she could react at all, he snatched the key card from her hand.

Just listen to the sound of 'dripping'.

The door opened.

Wen Weaving's heart jumped suddenly, and the next second he was taken into the house by Shang Hexing's waist.

"Shang Crane Bank, Shang Crane Bank ......"

The door closed, and the sight of the room without the lights turned on was pitch black, and Wen Ori lost his sense of direction.

She shouted his name twice in a row, and suddenly her waist tightened, and then Shang Hexing was pressed against the wall of the entrance, and his burning breathing fell in her ears: "Wen Weaving, is it okay?" ”