Rescue Little White Flower

X International Hotel.

When she returned to this place again when she was a child, Shen Qingwei's mood was unexplainable.

She sat on the sofa cautiously, looking at the woman who was talking on the phone not far away.

"Two sets of women's clothing, one set for mine, one set—" Zhao Xingyue raised her eyes, looked at Shen Qingwei, and asked, "You should be able to wear one size fits all?"

Shen Qingwei nodded hurriedly, "It's okay, I can trouble you, thank you."

Zhao Xingyue ignored her thanks, but after hearing her say yes, he reported the two words "one size" on the phone.

"It should be okay to show up in front of me within half an hour?"

Obviously it was a questioning word, but it sounded tough.

Hanging up the phone and throwing the phone on the coffee table, Zhao Xingyue said to Shen Qingwei who was still dripping water: "Someone will bring clothes over in a while. The bathroom is there, you know?"

Shen Qingwei said cautiously: "Yes, thank you."

Shen Qingwei thanked Zhao Xingyue bit by bit, but she raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything. After changing her sandals outside the door, she opened the bathroom door and walked in.

With the sound of running water, Shen Qingwei moved her toes, which were a little stiff from the cold in her slippers, secretly turned her head and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

The frosted bathroom door reveals the figure of the person taking a shower inside as if she wants to hold the pipa half-hidden. Based on the shadow, she speculates whether Zhao Xingyue is **** or taking off his trousers, without the cover of clothes, and the glass is honest The ground reflected her beautiful figure, S-shaped slender waist, peach-like buttocks, the only flaw in the beauty is probably her slightly barren chest.

Shen Qingwei thought of the words that an excellent girl had an A even in her mind for some reason, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Realizing that she had laughed, she turned her head hurriedly, sitting tightly, pretending that nothing happened.

But she didn't know that the person she was peeping in the bathroom was also watching her.

Seeing too many in the underworld is either muddled or embarrassed, or holding a ghost who is obsessed with not letting go, and finally sees a living person, Zhao Xingyue will inevitably find it novel.

Obviously, she cried like the end of the world half an hour ago. After half an hour, she could laugh at this bathroom door. I really didn't know what was in her mind.

Shen Qingwei thought she would wait outside for half an hour, but the doorbell rang in less than ten minutes.

She hurriedly opened the door, but saw a working woman in a skirt standing outside the door. After seeing her, she smiled gracefully and asked softly, "Is Mr. Zhao inside?"

"In the."

The working women obviously heard the female voice in the room. She patted her hands twice, and behind her were several people dressed as waiters, walking forward with their clothes bags, and Shen Qingwei stupidly took them.

"The white bag contains Mr. Zhao's clothes, and the green bag contains your clothes. Since Mr. Zhao is taking a bath, we won't bother you. Could you please carry the bag in, and wish you a good night."

Shen Qingwei carried the handbag in one hand and watched dizzyly as the working women led the people behind him and bowed to her, only then realized afterwards—

What do you mean happy tonight? !

Did you misunderstand something?

Shen Qingwei's face was hot. She never thought that one day she would be misunderstood about her relationship with a girl.

"Is the stuff here?" Zhao Xingyue's voice rang across the bathroom door, perhaps because she had taken a hot bath, her voice sounded a bit lazy and indescribably sultry.

Shen Qingwei was closing the door, when she heard such a sound at first, her legs softened and she almost fell behind the door.

She stammered: "It's here."

"When you get there, go take a shower, don't catch a cold."

After leaving the person in the air for more than ten minutes, only Zhao Xingyue could do this kind of thing for granted.

And Shen Qingwei did not feel that there was anything wrong. Even if she waited for a long time in wet clothes and only opened the door to pick up two sets of clothes, her heart was still full of gratitude to Zhao Xingyue.

The other party can completely ignore her, throw her on the side of the road and let her destroy herself freely, or not bring her back. She has not forgotten that the other party looked at the water in the passenger seat when she got up and got off the car. Traces of frowned brows.

At that time, she was worried, and almost thought that Zhao Xingyue would say something to make her go.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only kindly took her to the hotel and opened the room, but also thoughtfully called her to get her clothes.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Shen Qingwei, holding her own green bag, went into another bathroom like a thief.

After a while, Zhao Xingyue walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe. The bathrobe was loosely tied to the bag, revealing most of her breasts. She rubbed the wet hair and left it behind her. After drying her feet, she stepped in. In the fluffy slippers placed aside, according to the instructions in the memory, he took out a hair dryer from under the cabinet of the TV.

When Shen Qingwei came out, she saw this scene.

Remove all the plump beauties, the white bathrobe wrapped her exquisite figure, and it happened to reveal a touch of spring in her chest. She tilted her head, holding a hair dryer in one hand, and fiddled in her hair with the other. The fierceness when I saw him was a little more tender and gentle.

She stared at the scene in front of her ignorantly, not daring to speak out, or even to leave the bathroom, for fear that she would disturb the beauty in the painting.

Zhao Xingyue, who was still drying her hair, noticed her presence.

"Have you washed it?"

She whispered, "It's been washed."

After taking a shower, she directly changed into the clothes brought by the assistant. The white shirt was wet with the wet hair scattered on her shoulders, revealing the appearance of a bra. Under the white pleated skirt, there are a pair of straight and long legs. At this time, being watched, his toes curled up nervously.

Zhao Xingyue glanced at her. The clothes were originally meant to be worn by Shen Qingwei when she left tomorrow, but she changed them now.

She didn't expect that the assistant would bring such a set of clothes, and it felt pretty good, at least it matched Shen Qingwei herself, and she was student-like.

"Come and blow your hair." She pressed the switch and put the hair dryer aside, and Shen Qingwei cautiously rubbed it over and picked up the hair dryer.

The warm wind took away the chill when she left the bathroom, and the gentle whirlpool was just right to make Shen Qingwei squint her eyes comfortably, but her eyes widened when she fluttered.

Zhao Xingyue even changed clothes directly in the room.

She took off her bathrobe. Originally, she could only see a rough figure in the bathroom. She completely showed it in front of Shen Qingwei. As she thought, the other party turned out to be a very beautiful peach butt, which was quite and upright. People are eager to move their fingers, and can’t wait to go up and rub them. The skin on Zhao Xingyue’s body is very fair. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as Bai Shengxue. It is delicate and compact. At first glance, it looks like jade under the dim light Gloss.

Shen Qingwei looked away a little embarrassedly, not daring to look again.

But I couldn't help but sigh, how could there be a perfect woman like Zhao Xingyue in the world.

She knew Zhao Xingyue.

As the youngest female president in City S, her experience is always talked about by many people, especially the female teachers during her undergraduate years. Out of ten out of eight, Zhao Xingyue is highly respected, and her deeds are repeated over and over again. It was mentioned repeatedly by them.

They talked about how she used the thunder method to get Zhao into her bag, how to deal with gender discrimination in the workplace, and how to speak for China as a female entrepreneur internationally.

They also said that she is enthusiastic about charity and education. S University has a Xingyue Tower named after her.

Outstanding ability, beautiful face, good figure.

How stupid is Zhou Yongjia, who has such an excellent fiancee and is in estrus everywhere.

No, Shen Qingwei thought, she might have understood Zhou Yongjia's approach.

After all, compared with Zhao Xingyue, he is a big man who is really useless. In addition to suppressing each other in the relationship between men and women, what other means can he use?

I'm afraid he never dreamed that Zhao Xingyue, who had endured for so long, would be fatal to him.

He is probably still doing Zhao Xingyue's career before today, no matter how successful it is, it will eventually be his own woman's dream.

The assistant prepared everything from the underwear and underwear to the outer suit, as well as high heels and accessories that may be used for hair.

After changing his clothes, brushing his hair behind him, Zhao Xingyue thought about it, and finally he didn't tie his hair up.

"The check-out time for this room is at twelve o'clock tomorrow morning. You can use the things in the room as you like. Keep my bill. If you are hungry, there is room service. Just call the phone on the table."

Only then did Shen Qingwei realize that Zhao Xingyue was going to leave. She hurriedly put down the hair dryer, ignoring the hair that hadn't been pulled apart for a long time, and asked: "Are you going to leave?"

"I live in the presidential suite, I have something..." After a pause, Zhao Xingyue said: "I think you should have nothing to call me."

"Today's matter..." Zhao Xingyue looked at her, Shen Qingwei's face was flushed, and she bit her lip. After a long while, she bent down and bowed, "Thank you."

If it were not for Zhao Xingyue, as soon as the news came out tomorrow, she might no longer be able to raise her head to be a human being.

If it were not for Zhao Xingyue, she might still be sitting in the rain, instead of in a warm and comfortable suite with two bathrooms.

If it were not for Zhao Xingyue, she would definitely still be in endless despair, not knowing what to do.

Although she does not know what to do now.

Zhou's job will be lost almost nine times out of ten. Losing the job is the next best thing. Tonight, she saw Zhou Yongjia's ugliness, and she didn't know how the other party would deal with her.

The media people brought by Zhao Xingyue were not afraid of Zhou Yongjia's censorship, but she was afraid.

She was afraid that she would never find a decent job in S City, and she was afraid that she would not be able to earn money to treat her mother.

But no matter how scared she was in her heart, she was still full of gratitude for Zhao Xingyue in front of her, and...guilt.

She couldn't help but asked: "You...really don't blame me?"

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