“I changed it for you. 938xs” Aunt Zhang smiled kindly, “You’re all sweaty, but you can’t wear it anymore. Are you hungry, get up for breakfast, yes, the bathroom is ready Okay, your toiletries, the pink one.”
Song Miao felt a strange feeling in her heart. She woke up in the room of an unfamiliar man in the morning, how she thought and felt strange, but she still remembered having a fever last night. She hesitated and asked: “Huo President…where is he now?”
“Mr. went for a run and will be back in a while.”
Song Miao was taken aback, and quickly got up, because he didn’t know how to face Huo Tianqing later, thinking about leaving before he returned.
She could feel her health much better, and her head was not as dizzy as she was yesterday.
After putting on his clothes, Song Miao went into the bathroom and was taken aback again.
There are two sets of toiletries on the sink, one dark blue and one pink. It is not surprising that there are two sets. Aunt Zhang also said just now. The pink set is for her.
It’s strange that the two sets are placed… the two mouthwash cups are next to each other, the two toothbrushes are facing each other, and the two towels overlap each other…
Too much lover…
Song Miao’s face was slightly hot, and he quickly suppressed his thoughts. Maybe it was Aunt Zhang’s placement, and he thought it was more beautiful.
She did not dare to take a towel, only brushed her teeth with a toothbrush, and then simply washed her face. When she turned around, she was attracted by a pair of obtrusive black underwear next to her. It was obviously a luxurious bathroom, but it was inexplicable. He pulled a thread in the middle and dried a pair of black bullet underwear…
Song Miao’s face was bloody red, and he quickly retracted his gaze, and walked out of Huo Tianqing’s bedroom as if to escape.
Aunt Zhang wanted to keep her for breakfast, but she declined.
She sorted it out a bit, and then left after taking her bag.
Just walking to the hallway to change shoes, the door of the apartment was suddenly opened from the outside.
Song Miao raised his head and suddenly ran into a pair of deep and dark eyes.
The sudden intersection of eyes made Song Miao’s head a little bewildered for a moment, standing at the hallway and forgetting to react.
The one who opened the door was Huo Tianqing who came back after running.
He is now wearing a black sportswear with smooth and elegant lines, which outlines his tall and straight figure more perfectly, with a man-specific masculine taste. His hair was a little wet, but he looked energetic, and Song Miao could smell the faint mint fragrance on his body.
“Um…” Song Miao was stunned for a while, his eyes fell on the thin lips of the man in front of him, and suddenly thought of the kiss between the two of them last night… Her face burned all of a sudden. He said awkwardly, “Mr. Huo…”
“Woke up?”
Huo Tianqing nodded naturally. Compared to the strange and indifferent at first, he was a little more familiar at this moment. He took the towel from Aunt Zhang and wiped his hair.
Song Miao was even more embarrassed. Last night, I want to know that it was Huo Tianqing who put her on his bed.
“Last night…thank you…”
In her state, she couldn’t go home last night.
Seeing her in a hurry, Huo Tianqing raised his eyebrows, glanced at Aunt Zhang calmly, and then walked towards the restaurant.
“Let’s have a meal together. I have a few comments on the Chu design draft.”
Song Miao wanted to say hello and left. Hearing Huo Tianqing’s words, he had no choice but to take off the shoes he had just worn.
Aunt Zhang smiled and took the bag in her hand, “Miss Song, I made porridge specially for you. People who are sick, it’s best to drink.”
After hesitating, Song Miao walked towards the restaurant.
The breakfast style on the table is very simple, probably to cater to her current state of illness, the breakfast is very light.
Song Miao saw Huo Tianqing pick up the side dishes at random and put them in his bowl, and ate breakfast without hesitation. She picked up a small steamed bun and couldn’t help asking: “Mr. Huo, I don’t know if Mr. Huo has any opinions on our Chu’s design draft?”
Just finished speaking, a pinch of green vegetables was put into his bowl.
Huo Tianqing naturally withdrew his hand in her surprised gaze, and frowned slightly, “Don’t talk while eating.”