boss please let me go

"oh!mygod!sorry!sorry! (oh! my god, sorry, sorry!)"

Su Han was dazed by the drench, and couldn't open his eyes. He could only feel a lot of coffee liquid flowing down his neck, leaving a special smell in his nostrils, and also a clammy feeling. His body couldn't help shrinking.

I don't know where the foreign language came from, it sounded a little crazy, and it seemed to be talking to him, but Su Han couldn't answer now, because he was too embarrassed, his head and face were covered with coffee stains, If you open your mouth, it probably flows out of your mouth.

Su Han bent over and began to fumble in the bag to find a tissue, but before he found it, someone handed a soft object to his hand.

It felt like a towel, and Su Han didn't care who handed it to him, so he quickly grabbed it and wiped his eyes first, because the harsh discomfort really made him feel too uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the coffee is not too hot, otherwise he would probably have to explain it here today.

After standing upright and wiping for a while, Su Han managed to open his eyes, and then in the blurry to clear vision, Su Han finally saw a person standing in front of him clearly.

A strange... er, foreign young man.

The man was much taller than him, and the outline of his face seemed to have been cut by a knife, with edges and corners but no sense of disobedience, especially the short blond hair paired with ice blue eyes, which was quite beautiful.

This made Su Han, who was used to seeing black eyes and black hair, startled.

But at this time, the foreign youth was in a terrible mood. Looking at the coffee stains on Su Han's body, he said with apologetic expression, "are you ok? I'm so sorry." (Are you okay? I'm sorry.)

Hearing the sound, Su Han came back to his senses, and was about to answer, but saw the young man slap his forehead, and then asked again in fluent Chinese.

Su Han knew that he was afraid that he would not understand, although he wanted to explain, but looking around, it seemed that many people's eyes were attracted by the commotion, and he couldn't help being embarrassed, and suddenly felt that his appearance at the moment seemed a bit too embarrassing .

Knowing that the young man didn't do it on purpose, in order to avoid being watched by more people, Su Han hastily said it's okay, picked up his small bag and left the cafe.

Maybe the temperature outside didn't drop, but Su Han's coat was wet at the moment, and he was still shivering under the mild cold wind.

Su Han pulled up the hat on the back of his head to cover his sticky hair, so as not to attract strange eyes from passers-by. Now he has to find a place to deal with himself.

However, not long after he walked out of the cafe, the young man caught up with him just now.

"I think I have to be responsible to you, come with me!" Before Su Han had time to look at the man's face again, he was dragged forward by him.

"Thank you, but... really don't need it!" Su Han was a little panting and wanted to break free from the hand that was holding him. This strange feeling made him really uneasy.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, I just want to help you clean up the stains on your body." As if seeing through Su Han's mind, the young man turned around and showed him a big smile.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them finally reached their destination, and Su Han's arm that had been pulled all the way was finally relieved.

The moment the young man let go of his hands, Su Han bent over, put his hands on his knees and gasped for breath. After recovering a bit, Su Han realized that he was in front of a hotel.

For some reason, Su Han subconsciously wanted to leave.

"My house is nearby. I can handle it myself. Thank you very much." Su Han looked at the young man with an embarrassed smile on his lips.

"Were you in the cafe just now to seek angel investment?" The young man didn't answer the question, but there was a faint smile on his handsome face, making it impossible to feel the slightest malice.

Although Su Han was a little confused about this, he still answered, "Yes, I want to seek investment."

"If that's the case, then don't rush to leave, I think I can help you."

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The hotel is very big, and Su Han didn't know how many detours he followed before entering a room dazed.

"This is the bathroom, you go to wash it first, oh! By the way, you shouldn't be able to wear your coat." Then the young man took out a suit of clothes and said with a smile, "If you don't mind, you can wear this first."

"Uh, this...isn't it good?" Su Han hesitated, they didn't know each other after all, and this was his bedroom.

"Haha, it's okay, I'll put the room card here and open the door for me after you finish washing." The young man smiled heartily.

"Hey!" Before Su Han could refuse, he saw him put the room card on the table at the door and then went out to close the door.

The "click" electronic lock makes a slight sound.

Su Han looked at the surrounding environment a little uneasily, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes, not because he was too alert, but because he was alone now, without Zuo Chen by his side, he had to be careful about everything.

Su Han leaned over the cat's eye and watched for a while, seeing that the young man was really standing outside waiting for him, he couldn't help but sighed slightly.

Maybe people really just have good intentions.

Then Su Han stopped dawdling and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower.

Naturally, he didn't wear that dress, but continued to wear it after washing off the coffee stains on his clothes slightly.

However, he didn't know that when the young man looked at him in wet clothes, he almost thought he was crazy.

"You'll get sick like this!" The young man opened his mouth wide and said in amazement, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

"It's just a little water stain, it's not a problem." Su Han smiled kindly.

"My name is Su Han, and I don't know your name yet." Afraid of being entangled in this question, Su Han hastily started a conversation.

"My name is Lori"

"Your Chinese is great!" Su Han praised without hesitation.

"It was taught by my mother, she is Chinese, but my father is British."

Leading Su Han to the sofa and pouring him a cup of hot water, Lori sat down next to Su Han, and when he caught sight of the water marks on his body, he couldn't help worrying, "Can you really do this?"

"Well, it's alright."

Seeing Su Han's persistence, Lori seemed helpless.

"Su sir, are you a painter?"

"Not a painter, but an amateur painter."

After finishing speaking, Su Han seemed to come to his senses, and asked in surprise, "How do you know that I can draw?"

"Hey, when we talk about this, we have to talk about the spilled coffee." Lori smiled a little embarrassedly.