Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

"Be careful."

The arms around her waist were slender but powerful. Shen Qingwei supported Zhao Xingyue's shoulders and stood up. Just now, she leaned against Zhao Xingyue's hair and smelled a very good smell, like the fragrance of evening primrose. A little dazed, and a little dizzy after standing up, I don't know if I was frightened or fascinated.

She stammered and thanked: "Thank you Mr. Zhao."

"Thank you all day long, are you tired?" Zhao Xingyue took a step forward, took her hand lightly, and said to her, "Okay, come with me."

Shen Qingwei's face flushed slightly when she returned to her home and was taken away by others. The darkness concealed her complexion, but it couldn't conceal the rising temperature in the air.

"Are you hot?" Zhao Xingyue, who has lived in a cool underworld for a long time, is extremely sensitive to temperature changes.

"No, no."

Saying so, the hand held by Zhao Xingyue unobtrusively secreted nervous sweat.

Zhao Xingyue stopped talking, and the two walked up quietly. For a while, only the sound of Zhao Xingyue's high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground steadily and Shen Qingwei's flat shoes hurriedly followed.

Unable to see, Shen Qingwei simply closed her eyes and let Zhao Xingyue lead her back to her home.

This feeling is very good, very reassuring, like a person who has been walking in the dark, suddenly fumbled for a rope that could guide her forward.

Regardless of whether the other end of the rope is light or deeper darkness, it is better to have a direction than to run around like a headless chicken.

pat-

The lights are on.

Dim lights filled the room, and Zhao Xingyue saw something missing in this room compared to the last time she came here.

All the memories about Shen's mother were put away, including a photo of mother and daughter on the TV cabinet.

As soon as she entered the house, Shen Qingwei ran into the kitchen as if she had escaped. She felt that her situation was strange, her heart was beating wildly, and her cheeks were still blushing.

But thinking of Zhao Xingyue sitting in her own home, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but want to raise.

There are not many dishes in the refrigerator, she said: "There are only tomatoes and eggs, can I give you the following?"

"I also can."

Hearing the voice close at hand, Shen Qingwei turned her head suddenly and found that Zhao Xingyue had walked behind her at some point.

Her face turned red, even redder than the two tomatoes she held in her hand, and she stammered, "Zhao, Mr. Zhao, you can sit in the living room for a while, and you'll be fine soon."

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Zhao Xingyue made a gesture to roll up his sleeves.

Shen Qingwei hurriedly helped her put it down, "No need, just wait to eat, I hope you don't dislike my craftsmanship, there is a TV in the living room, do you want me to turn it on for you?"

Rejecting her request to help turn on the TV, Zhao Xingyue leaned against the door frame and watched Shen Qingwei's busy back.

She couldn't remember the last time someone cooked for her. There was a figure in her mind, which overlapped with Shen Qingwei's back in a trance.

Who is it?

It doesn't matter, Zhao Xingyue said to herself, anyway, it's been a long time in the past.

Shen Qingwei felt that she was extremely strange today.

Zhao Xingyue's gaze made her feel uncomfortable all over, itching and numb, and her face couldn't stop being hot.

She could only take deep breaths carefully and constantly, forcing herself to calm down.

Isn't it just to entertain the boss at home?What's so strange.

She couldn't help but want to turn her head to look at Zhao Xingyue. When she met her gaze, Zhao Xingyue would show a puzzled smile, and Shen Qingwei turned her head, feeling even more confused.

"Be careful--"

A hand suddenly grabbed her hand from behind, and at the same time covered it with a soft body.

puff- puff-

His heart was beating violently, like he drank three cans of espresso, and his mind went blank.

"What are you thinking? It's all about to be cut."

Hearing Zhao Xingyue's words, Shen Qingwei realized that the kitchen knife in her hand had been lifted on her finger at some point, and if she cut it down, the skin would be broken and blood would flow.

Her face turned pale, Zhao Xingyue had already rolled up her sleeves, and pushed her away, "Okay, let me cut it, you beat the egg."

Shen Qingwei didn't quite remember how the next thing happened. Anyway, when she left, she had already packed her luggage and followed behind Zhao Xingyue.

Before going out, she came back to her senses and hesitated: "Mr. Zhao, is it not too good..."

Zhao Xingyue looked at her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to live in your house, will I disturb..."

Hearing that she was worried about this, Zhao Xingyue said indifferently: "Don't worry, I am alone in my house now, and no one else is here. You don't have to worry that you are living in my house for nothing. You clean the house and the food is yours." Do it, pay off debts with labor, and give out bonuses at the end of the year."

Seeing her hesitate, Zhao Xingyue made the ultimate move, "Do you really want to live with your cousin?"

Shen Qingwei shook her head like a rattle.

Are you kidding, she is a girl in her twenties, living with a man who is almost 30 years old, do you want to be innocent?

Help is all about helping, she still wants fame.

Zhao Xingyue's suggestion not only helped her repay the favor smoothly, but also preserved her reputation. It also provided an accommodation closer to her home. It was a best-of-three approach.

She couldn't give a reason for the refusal.

"That's it." Zhao Xingyue said, "Let's go, you have to clean up your own room when you go back. I won't help you. If you can't get up tomorrow, don't blame me for not waiting for you."

Shen Qingwei closed the door neatly and followed behind Zhao Xingyue, showing her attitude with actions.

Although Zhao Xingyue said she wanted Shen Qingwei to clean up the guest room, there was actually nothing to do. With her cleanliness, even the guest rooms that were not frequently used were cleaned. Put the supplies where they should be, and spread the sheets and quilt covers by the way.

Zhao Xingyue's real estate is located in a high-end residential area. There is a 24-hour convenience store downstairs. Before going home, Zhao Xingyue directly asked Shen Qingwei to buy all the things that should be bought, so when she moved into Zhao's house, Shen Qingwei unexpectedly There is no inconvenience at all.

Lying on the bed, Shen Qingwei still felt that she was dreaming.

If it wasn't for the fact that the time displayed on the mobile phone had already passed twelve o'clock, she would even have thought that everything now was just Cinderella's dream. The fairy godmother made a skirt and glass slipper for her, and they would all disappear after twelve o'clock.

She recalled everything she experienced during this period, and suddenly felt that entering the Zhou family and meeting that scumbag Zhou Yongjia did not seem to be such a bad thing. If there were no Zhou Yongjia's unspoken rules for her, how could she meet Zhao Xingyue, and even more so? Not to mention having so many encounters with her...

She closed her eyes, her eyes were full of Zhao Xingyue's kindness to her.

Time and time again, she felt that Zhao Xingyue was like her own prince, saving her from the mouth of the evil dragon of life.

She clutched her chest, curled up into a ball, and slowly closed her eyes.

If everything she encountered now was a dream, she hoped that this dream could be longer, preferably until she died.

Zhao Xingyue didn't think it was such a great thing to bring someone home.

This idea came to her suddenly, the moment she ate the noodles made by Shen Qingwei.

It was a very ordinary bowl of tomato and egg noodles. It looked ordinary and tasted ordinary. It was delicious, but it was definitely not top-notch.

But the moment the face entered, a familiar feeling crossed Zhao Xingyue's heart.

She couldn't tell where this feeling came from, she just felt like grabbing it.

It was as if she had eaten the same bowl of noodles once.

……

The part-time job of life assistant did not make Shen Qingwei's life busy, but made it easier.

After staying in bed for a while, she jumped up from the bed, only to realize that she was not living in a home where it took more than an hour to go to work one way, but Zhao Xingyue's home, which was only a 10-minute drive downstairs.

She unscrewed the door and was about to prepare breakfast. The living room was empty, it seemed that Zhao Xingyue was still awake.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief... Living with the boss made her a little nervous. If she was later than the boss, she would always have the feeling of arriving later than the boss at work.

But soon she knew she was wrong...

On the balcony, the figure of a woman in a close-fitting yoga suit is projected onto the window screen through the transparent glass window.

Shen Qingwei almost bit off her tongue when she heard Zhao Xingyue's voice, "Zhao, Mr. Zhao, when did you get up?"

"An hour ago." After doing a stretch, Zhao Xingyue got up from the yoga mat and put on slippers, "Do you need me to call you in the morning?"

an hour ago?

Shen Qingwei glanced at the phone stiffly with a smile. It was only a few minutes past seven, which meant that Zhao Xingyue woke up at six?

Zhao Xingyue glanced at the time, "Is it this late? Oh, I woke up at 05:30, it should have been an hour and a half ago."

Shen Qingwei sized up Zhao Xingyue with what she thought was indiscernible. She didn't go to bed until almost two o'clock, and woke up at 05:30. After three and a half hours of sleep, she could still be so energetic. Are the current CEOs so inhuman?

"I won't tease you," Zhao Xingyue smiled, seeing the smile on her face, "I don't sleep much, just get used to it. If there is no special event, get ready before 07:30." Just breakfast."

She blinked, and Shen Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Her sleep time was preserved.

When going to work, Shen Qingwei naturally walked with Zhao Xingyue.

"I don't go to the company every day. If I have something to do, you can just take a taxi and ask me to reimburse you for the ticket."

Shen Qingwei submissively said that she could walk at such a short distance.

Zhao Xingyue rolled his eyes at her.

The car they got off together was naturally the company they arrived at together. Before entering the company, Shen Qingwei didn't feel anything wrong. After entering the company, the feeling of being like a light on her back made her feel unnatural.

Not to mention that when Zhao Xingyue stopped and asked her if she would be home at noon and waited for her notification, she felt that someone was going to catch fire from behind her.

But when I turned around, I saw colleagues who were doing their own things and walking in a hurry, and none of them were surprised.

What she didn't know was that the support group of Zhao Xingyue's fans had exploded because of a sneak shot of her and Zhao Xingyue.