You are too much!

After being in a daze for too long, when Su Jin came back to her senses, her fingertips almost touched Jiang Xunyao's peaceful sleeping face.

Realizing her inexplicable actions, her hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a second later, the powerful Boss Su quickly adjusted her mentality.

She withdrew her hand unhurriedly, and attributed the intimacy just now to human beings' instinct to love all soft things—when she removed makeup, washed her face and skin care just now, her little face felt soft and soft to the touch. Soft, quite nice to the touch.

From this, Big Boss Su came to a reliable conclusion that her act of wanting to touch her face was essentially no different from petting a cat and a dog, and definitely not some stinky hooligan who coveted the obedient Sleeping Beauty.

Satisfied with the conclusion, Xiang Hooligan got up and simply cleaned up the garbage produced by removing makeup just now, and then went to take a shower.

Half an hour later, the Xiang hooligan who came out of the shower stopped suddenly on his way to the study.

She glanced at the bedroom door next to her, and involuntarily made a ninety-degree turn with her feet, turning into the bedroom.

With the help of the dim night light, the person lying on the bed slept soundly, with his body stretched and his breathing even.

The good habits she has developed over the years make her look like an elegant sleeping beauty, except that she doesn't grind her teeth, snore, or sleepwalk. What's more, even if the bed is as wide as the sea, she will always only sleep on half of it.

Xiang Hooligan, who was going to take a look and leave, suddenly felt a little sleepy.

Xiang Hooligan glanced at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock, as a domineering female president of the health care department who firmly implements the implementation of going to bed early and getting up early, and never stays up late, this time without hesitation, she directly occupied the other half of the bed .

The degree of self-consciousness is unavoidable.

Jiang Xunyao, who was so drunk, had no dreams all night, when she sat up with sleepy eyes and a disheveled curly hair, she was confused for a moment.

The gorgeous red sun shines through the clear floor-to-ceiling windows, and after being filtered by the thick light apricot-colored curtains, the bright and warm sunlight fills the room.

Jiang Xunyao stretched her waist a lot, grabbed two handfuls of hair, and the sleepy bug finally left. A pair of beautiful grape eyes started to work first.

She looked up and down this not-so-big bedroom, the curtains, carpets, beds, bed sheets...all of them were light-colored and plain.

There are not many pieces of furniture in the bedroom, which makes the whole room look extraordinarily bright. A few European-style simple decorations and a few pots of green plants jointly decorate this monotonous bedroom.

In the hot summer, it is quite calming to look at, but there is not much beauty.

After being picky secretly in my heart, I finally finished the marathon with a half-beat slow reflex arc.

Last night, the scenes of throwing a wine bottle, staring at the social brother, throwing himself into the arms of some idiot, and spitting out some idiot... came to my mind intermittently.

By the way, how did she fall asleep in the end?

What happened after falling asleep?

Jiang Xunyao rubbed her head which was still a little heavy, but she just couldn't remember.

At this moment, a terrifying thought suddenly hit my heart.

Jiang Xunyao suddenly looked down, she was still wearing the dress she wore yesterday, she couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Before the breath was relieved, she suddenly felt a little baffled. Even if she was a nuisance, she was at least a woman physically. Even if she changed her clothes, it would at most just add a hateful crime to her heart. , is not a fatal event.

Jiang Xunyao, who was alarmed that she was overreacting, gave herself a snicker and got out of bed to take a shower.

Although this is the territory of the annoying ghost, it is also a hotel under its own group, and Jiang Xunyao is not familiar with it.

While drying her hair, she called the front desk and ordered brunch.

Even Jiang Xunyao, who hadn't eaten properly for several days, was really hungry, so she ordered a full banquet of Man Han in one go.

The consequence of having too much brunch is that the waiting time is a bit long. When bored, Jiang Xunyao subconsciously looked at the whole room.

Shenghua Hotel's most luxurious presidential suite, there is no one.

In a large house of hundreds of square meters in the city center, kitchen, dining room, bathroom, bedroom, study room, cloakroom, gym, etc. are all available.

However, the most luxurious presidential suite has undergone a complete makeover under the most humane conditions.

Needless to say, the result of the makeover is the same simple and elegant style as the bedroom, which has transformed the original magnificent Potala Palace into a rural temple with limited resources.

Jiang Xunyao said that she couldn't appreciate the asceticism that a certain annoying ghost pretended to be. When she looked away, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the study room from the corner of her eye, and a bold idea came to her mind unexpectedly.

Jiang Xunyao rolled her eyes as bright as glass beads, glanced around cautiously, and when she reconfirmed that she was the only one in the room, she hunched over and strolled to the door of the study with catwalks.

Before entering the door, she seemed a little worried, so she glanced left and right again.

Wait, the next room—the place where she slept last night, it seems, there seems to be only one room?

Jiang Xunyao couldn't help but took a deep breath, she turned around abruptly, quickly scanned all the rooms, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Jiang Xunyao, who never dies until the Yellow River, has excellent mobility, and her tall figure quickly shuttles through the living room, pushing open the doors of each room one by one like a whirlwind, the kitchen, the cloakroom, the bathroom...

After seeing Jiang Xunyao in the Yellow River, he still didn't give up, and tried to test wildly on the verge of giving up completely.

She tiptoed to the door of the only bedroom, slowly pushed the door open with two slender, white fingers, narrowed her big bright eyes, and looked inside.

ding dong~

Before she could see why, Jiang Xunyao was startled by the sudden ringing of the doorbell.

"Ms. Jiang, hello, we are the staff of the hotel, here to deliver food to you."

"Here we come," Jiang Xunyao let out a long breath, and gently closed the door.

After opening the door, Jiang Xunyao sat down at the dining table.

A foreman directed two waiters to put the dishes on the table one by one. However, the table full of Chinese and Chinese could not attract Jiang Xunyao, whose stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Her gaze seemed to be on the table, but she kept glancing to her right side from the corner of her eye.

Maybe it was because of her frequent petty movements, the foreman hesitated for a moment, and asked respectfully, "Miss Jiang, what can I do for you?"

"No, no," the restless Jiang Xunyao blurted out. As soon as the words came out, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the other party, and then she seemed to suddenly remember something, and said slowly again, "Are you... The foreman in charge of this presidential suite?"

Shenghua Hotel, the expensive presidential suite, is equipped with a special foreman who is responsible for all the affairs of the presidential suite and meets all the requirements of its owner.

The foreman in her thirties is capable and mature. She smiled slightly and replied, "Yes, my name is Chen Yu. You can call me Xiao Chen."

Jiang Xunyao thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Du, Dong Su should have opened another room next door last night, right?"

Chen Yu was still smiling, with a calm voice, "Su Dong only opened this room."

Without hesitation, Jiang Xunyao finally jumped into the Yellow River with a plop this time. She froze for three seconds before waving her hands stiffly, "It's okay, let's eat, eat."

Seeing that all the dishes were ready, Chen Yu took out two boxes, one large and one small, from under the cart and handed them to Jiang Xunyao, "Miss Jiang, these are the dress and shoes that Director Su ordered us to prepare for you."

Jiang Xunyao glanced lazily, "Put it there."

"Use it slowly." After putting down the things, the foreman went out with the two waiters.

Facing a table full of delicacies, Jiang Xunyao didn't know what to eat, so he took two casual bites and couldn't eat any more.

She put down her chopsticks, reached for the box, opened it, and found a pair of white casual shoes and a white dress lying quietly in it.

"Sure enough," Jiang Xunyao snorted, "don't try to make me as annoying as you."

After snorting while talking to herself, Jiang Xunyao, who was full of no fame, felt better physically and mentally, and her appetite was whetted.

She put the clothes and shoes aside, picked up the chopsticks again, and ate heartily.

The author has something to say:

Su Jin: Why do you call me a nuisance?Am I really that annoying to you?

Jiang Xunyao: You... hate it, you don't remember it!