Guan Yue’s words were no longer heard, because Qin Huaisheng had already opened the private room door.
The woman standing outside is indeed Song Miao.
She is still wearing a Chanel OL dress, with light gray fabrics on her fair skin, giving a gentle and comfortable feeling. Her long hair was pulled back to her head, revealing a slender and delicate neck, and a delicate little face with a light makeup. It was polite and not gorgeous, just right.
Seeing Qin Huaisheng, she was stunned, and then said a little embarrassed: “Sorry, I seem to have gone to the wrong room…”
She was about to turn around, but Qin Huaisheng chuckled, “Miss Song, right? Mr. Huo is indeed in this private room. Come in.”
Song Miao paused, and then he remembered the man in front of him, the man she had met. He helped himself at that Huo family’s banquet. Then he looked inward over his shoulder.
There was some smoke in the private room, but it did not affect her vision. Even among a group of equally good men, Huo Tianqing could still be found at a glance.
Qin Huaisheng smiled at her, turned and walked in.
Song Miao took the black coat, hesitated, and followed his footsteps.
Huo Tianqing was slightly in the back. Lu Yan had stood up with his hands in his pockets, walked to the window casually, opened the window, but looked back from time to time.
Song Miao stood at Lu Yan’s place and handed the black suit over, “Huo, today you accidentally forgot the suit on the construction site, Mr. Xugong asked me to send it to you.”
Her voice is just like hers, very soft.
Guan Yue glanced at Song Miao eagerly. Originally, he really suspected Song Miao’s intentions, but after seeing their fourth brother’s “intentions”, he felt that Song Miao’s intentions were nothing short of insignificant and not worth mentioning!
“S…Miss Song.” When the word “Sister-in-law” was pressed down, Guan Yue rolled his eyes, and suddenly sat down flatteringly, and took the suit she had handed over, “Ms. Song can play mahjong? ”
Song Miao knew the man in front of him. Once he went to Huo Tianqing’s building and met him on the office floor of Huo Tianqing. He knew that he was a young official, and he seemed to be a good friend of Huo Tianqing.
She looked at the mahjong table in front of her and shook her head honestly, “No.”
“No, it doesn’t matter!” Guan Yue clapped his hands and laughed, “Our fourth brother can play mahjong, let him teach you later.”
Song Miao looked at Huo Tianqing with a little embarrassment. He hadn’t said anything since she came in, and his face was still expressionless. At this moment, he didn’t even look at herself. The embarrassed court official shook her head. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, you guys. I’m just here to deliver the clothes tonight, and I’ll leave after delivery.”
“It’s all here, why Miss Song is so anxious to leave.” The official Yue spared no effort to keep Song Miao.
He went to pull Song Miao’s arm, and simply wanted to pull her to sit next to their fourth brother.
But suddenly, Huo Tianqing looked at him coldly while pulling Song Miao’s arm, his heart jumped, the secret path was bad, and his hand involuntarily let go.
Song Miao couldn’t react, and suddenly fell towards Guan Yue’s reaction force. This time, he directly sat on Huo Tianqing’s lap.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and even the most stable Lu Yan not far away, his face became slightly distorted.
Song Miao suddenly fell into a person’s arms, all over her body was the smell of a man she knew well. For a second, she didn’t recover, but the next moment, her face flushed with a “boom”, as if it was burning.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Huo!” Song Miao quickly got up from the thigh of the man behind him, and gave a depressed look at the official who pretended to be innocent not far away. Even if you pull, let go of what you are doing!
Huo Tianqing’s brows frowned slightly, and his eyebrows were still coldly said: “It’s not in the way.”
He looked at the suit in Guan Yue’s hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said lightly to Song Miao, “Thank you, Miss Song, for bringing me the clothes.”
It was definitely a strange experience to hear Huo Tianqing say thank you. Song Miao quickly waved his hand and said, “It’s okay”, and turned around to leave the private room.
Suddenly, the sound of a cup falling back to the table was heard, followed by Qin Huaisheng’s concerned voice, “Four brother, you have to use your right hand to drink water. Forget that your left hand is injured, can’t you use force?”
Song Miao’s footsteps stopped for a moment, and her lips were pursed.
When Guan Yue saw this, he hurriedly followed: “But the fourth brother has to drink water, smoke, and touch cards. Where can I take care of so many things. I said my fourth brother is also true, a lot of age. Why did you hurt your hand? I wonder how important the hand is to you!”
Guan Yue’s voice was louder, and Song Miao’s reproaches deepened. She bit her lip, suddenly turned around, and walked towards the three of them, to be precise, towards Huo Tianqing.
She stood in front of him, took a deep breath, looked at the unhappy man in front of him, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, “If Mr. Huo doesn’t dislike it, I will help you draw the cards tonight. ?”
This decision is also made provisionally.
Huo Tianqing’s hand injury came because of himself. Seeing that there was a pot of tea in front of him and his hands were inconvenient, if he just turned around and walked away, it would be too cold-blooded. It is estimated that Shao Guan just thought of this and wanted her to stay and draw the cards.
Song Miao actually felt a little nervous when he said this. After all, Huo Tianqing was too uncertain. If she refused her in this way, it would appear as if she was deliberately approaching him.
Her expression was slightly tense. After waiting for a long time, when Song Miao thought that he would not agree, she saw him nodded lightly, “Yes.”
Song Miao felt loose and then tightened again, but for a moment he couldn’t figure out what the tension behind him was.
The smell of smoke in the private room almost dissipated, and Lu Yan closed the window and sat back to his original position.
Huo Tianqing got up from the mahjong table and stood slightly back.
He suddenly stretched out a hand, pulled Song Miao over, and directly pressed her shoulder to let her sit in his place.
His hands were warm and dry, and through the thin layer of clothing, he seemed to be burning Song Miao’s shoulder. Song Miao regretted for a while, why did he volunteer? It’s just that it was too late to say to quit at this time, so I had to bite the bullet, thinking about the scenes of rubbing mahjong I saw before, and then I followed along with them.
She does not know how to play mahjong, but fortunately Huo Tianqing’s guidance is behind her.
I don’t know if it was the reason why he was too close to her, she could always smell the faint smell of tobacco on him, not strong, nor disgusting.
During the whole process of playing mahjong, she was a little confused. She had just drawn a card and was about to play out, but a big hand stretched out, half enclosing her hand holding the card. Huo Tianqing’s fingers have distinct knuckles, slender and without losing the taste of a man, very beautiful. Song Miao stared at that hand, only feeling that his face was hot enough to fry hard-boiled eggs.
“This card can’t be played. Guan Yue just played two ties. This is to give him a card.”
His voice was deep and sexy, and his warm breath wrapped around her neck, making Song Miao feel even more pin-felt.
Huo Tianqing quickly drew out another card to defeat, took the card from her hand and clamped it into the card bar.
The official beating the table with regret, “I finally met a novice, but in the end the game was eaten to death by my fourth brother!”