The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 13 Emgrand Embarrassment (4)

Office of the Chairman
In the huge office, there is a low-key luxury.

Light blue lights cast a soft light.

The scar on Qu Qing's singer's wrist has been treated, and the best potion has been applied.

at this time--

The man was holding a white towel in his hand, and he was carelessly wiping the girl's rain-drenched long hair.

Qu Qingge felt that his hair was getting more and more fluffy, and finally murmured in dissatisfaction:
"It's a bird's nest."
Wen Qiyang's raised hand froze in the air, and there was some embarrassment on his handsome face.

The man who had been standing respectfully behind him couldn't help laughing, Wen Qiyang immediately cast a sharp look, the man straightened his back solemnly, and turned back into a puppet.

His name is Jin Xin, and he is Wen Qiyang's personal assistant. He has a round face with a bit of baby fat, and his small eyes sometimes shine with wisdom. He has a cute face but always likes to pretend to be serious, which looks funny.

Qu Qingge combed the knotted long hair with slender fingers, and looked at Wen Qiyang's unnatural embarrassment. Suddenly, he burst out laughing, and then sneezed again.

Following the laughter and sneezing, Wen Qiyang's expression changed from embarrassment to nervousness.He covered his mouth and coughed dryly: "Go and take a bath."

"What?" Qu Qingge lightly raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were full of defense.

"Are you afraid?"

Wen Qiyang was provocative, and before he finished speaking, Qu Qingge shook off the towel on his head and walked away.

"Woman, where are you going? You'll catch a cold."

"bath---."

Wen Qiyang simply agreed, and then Jin Xin winked.Jin Xin immediately understood, and ordered a few people to bring Qu Qingge into his private bathroom.

Qu Qingge's whole body was soaked in the warm pool water, the mist was lingering, caressing every cell of her, as if she was placed on top of the clouds, comfortable and quiet, gradually, she let go of all the things that made her tired All kinds of things, I fell into dreamland.

Wisps of sunlight pass through the sparse clouds and sprinkle on the body, lazily and gently; the clouds rendered by the seven-color light float the petite body lightly, as if floating in the air.

Qu Qingge groaned comfortably, as if playing with the birds resident beside her; she grabbed a piece of cloud, melted the tip of her tongue, and a trace of fragrance penetrated into her heart.She looked down, and the clear lake water reflected the contented scene. A strange idea popped up in her mind: what would happen if she fell from the clouds?
Before I could digest my thoughts, I only heard the sound of "Kukou" coming into my ears, as if it came from outside the sky.

She plummeted in an instant...
"Knock" again.

Qu Qingge was startled into a cold sweat, and finally woke up from the dream.

She got up and leaned on the bed, looking at her surroundings.

A luxurious and spacious suite!

She fell asleep in the bath!
She didn't know who carried her out of the bathroom, who changed her pajamas, and who brought her into the room.I fell asleep so deeply.

"Kukou—" After a series of knocks on the door, a sweet voice came: "Miss, are you awake? May I come in?"

"Come in." Qu Qingge replied simply.

The door of the room was opened, and a girl in white overalls was holding a set of women's clothing in her hands, standing beside the bed with her head bowed respectfully.

"Miss, this is prepared for you by Mr. Wen. And breakfast is ready."

(End of this chapter)