chapter83
Tan Jinxue sent Fang Ai to the hotel.
When checking in, Fang Ai quietly glanced at the price list of the room, and couldn't help but be speechless.
— Staying here for one night is equivalent to her one-month internship salary!
Looking at the president who looked indifferently, as if he was just looking for a place to arrange his employees, Fang Ai had a new understanding of his wealth.
The chandeliers in the five-star hotel are gorgeous and bright.
Only then did Fang Ai see that the side of the man's neck was almost like a wound where a piece of flesh had been bitten off.
The skin and flesh are a little turned out, and it is so **** that it looks scary.
Fang Ai felt pain even looking at the wound, but the man didn't seem to notice it, and his expression was calm.
Tan Jinxue turned her head, and saw the girl staring blankly at her, revealing a trace of questioning.
Fang Ai blurted out, "Does it hurt? Let me help you deal with it!"
At today's dinner, she didn't remember that Tan Jinxue had such a scary wound on her neck! What's more, the injury looked like it had just been made.
A horrifying idea floated through her mind.
Tan Jinxue didn't care, she just took a folded tissue from the side and pressed it on the wound on the side of her neck.
"It doesn't matter, it will be fine in a while. Go and rest."
Tan Jinxue's voice is gentle, without the superiority of his immediate boss or company president, he is cold and alienated, and he is not too close or ambiguous.
A distance that is very comfortable and easy to generate good impressions.
Fang Ai also knew that it was useless to talk too much, so he could only suppress a trace of worry that suddenly surged up in his heart, and raised a bright smile at Tan Jinxue, "Well, thank you Mr. Tan. Good night."
Mr. President, who looks unsmiling and cold as ice, is actually a very gentleman. Fang Ai thought.
The man nodded lightly, "Good night."
He watched Fang Ai go up the passenger elevator of the hotel, then turned around, and did not leave immediately, but sat on the sofa in the lobby for a while.
People are always tired.
If you want to do a play, you have to do a full set. Although the body of the gold medalist in the fast-traveling game has already been strengthened, and her mental strength and physical | physical strength have reached the highest level, this level of busyness will not make her feel tired at all.
But the president of this world has a mortal body, so he will naturally feel tired.
Or rather, tired.
Tan Jinxue raised her hand and pressed the center of her eyebrows.
The waiter brought warm lemonade and put it quietly in front of Tan Jinxue.
Even though he was tired, he raised his head and nodded towards the other party.
"Thanks."
Tan Jinxue in this world is a man who is almost perfect in every word and deed. If he has weaknesses and weaknesses, then there is only one.
The wound on the neck was no longer oozing blood. The man threw the blood-stained tissue into the trash. Get up slowly and leave.
The young driver waits outside the hotel.
As long as the president didn't say he wanted to stay in the hotel, he would definitely come out.
The driver, Wei Xiaoyang, was with Tan Jinxue and had been driving her for more than two years. He also had some understanding of the president's almost too strict and ordinary private life.
But recently, there seems to be a sudden increase in the number of people of the opposite **** who always talk about their hearts.
Although there is only one Sheng Dai and a young intern who has just been here for a few days, that is also a zero breakthrough! But Wei Xiaoyang didn't have the guts to gossip about Jinxue's love life, he just thought of Secretary He's advice, so he couldn't help but pay more attention.
"Mr. Tan, where are you going back?"
The man sitting in the back seat didn't seem to want to talk, he just waved his hands casually. Wei Xiaoyang took a look, this clearly pointed to the direction of the printing factory apartment!
The clever driver started the car and drove towards the old apartment building.
All the way silent.
"Well, Mr. Tan, go to bed early." Wei Xiaoyang opened the door for Tan Jinxue, and couldn't help but add.
Tan Jinxue got off the car, frowned slightly, and glanced at him.
Almost instantly, the young driver felt a thin layer of cold sweat on his back. That gaze lacked any warmth or emotion, piercing into his eyes like sharp thorns.
In the past two days, the CEO seemed to be much gentler, which made him forget that men don't like being asked about personal affairs.
He backed away nonchalantly.
Tan Jinxue suddenly smiled lightly, the cold gaze and the momentary condensed atmosphere just now disappeared with his smile.
Wei Xiaoyang felt that he had escaped from the tiger's mouth, and he let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the man's figure disappear into the dark corridor.
It's been really weird lately.
Sometimes it looks like him, sometimes it doesn't. He was getting more and more uncertain about this person's pulse.
The man turns the key, opens the door and enters the house.
Unsurprisingly, it was pitch black.
He went straight to the study and pushed the door, but the door didn't budge.
locked?
The study room is where Zong Zi works, but it can also be regarded as Tan Jinxue's temporary residence, and the camp bed inside is his regular place.
Now this guy doesn't even plan to sleep on the bone-hard steel wire bed.
Doing everything by yourself, but also sulking at others. Tan Jinxue curled the corners of her lips, this unresponsive male protagonist is really not worthy of sympathy.
The medical kit is also in the study. He originally prepared those two band-aids to treat the wound on his neck, but now it seems that he can only do so.
The man was tall and tall, and the sofa in the living room could only hurt his long legs. He covered his body with the coat he had taken off, and closed his eyes.
Tan Jinxue did not sleep. She was just closing her eyes and resting her mind, waiting for the time by the way.
The night is getting dark.
"-ah"
The sleep talking stopped abruptly, followed by violent gasps. Like a ferocious beast in a dream, lurking and gradually approaching his deepest fear, it opened its huge mouth full of sharp teeth and a stench, and snapped it shut!
Zong Zi suddenly opened his eyes.
He escaped from the dream.
The young man sat up, the curly black hair on his forehead was already wet with sweat, sticking to his skin.
There was his usual cup by the bed.
Zong Zi picked it up and took a sip, the cold liquid slid down his throat, falling into his stomach like a piece of heavy ice.
He stared at the cup in his hand for two seconds.
It was against his habits, and the temperature of the water made him uncomfortable.
Although he tried his best to pretend that he had just thought of Tan Jinxue, the fact is that since that person left the house, all his thoughts have been tangled up, and every messy thread is not clear, and it is unclear. On Tan Jinxue.
This glass of water was just one of countless details that kept reminding him.
Zong Zi got out of bed, barefooted, and quietly walked from the bedroom into the living room.
The room was pitch black, with only a little moonlight filtering in from outside. Faintly, you can see the raised shadow on the sofa.
He walked over slowly like sleepwalking.
Tan Jinxue was breathing steadily, as if she was already in a deep sleep.
Zong Zi slowly knelt down in front of him. He frowned and looked at the sleeping man.
If there is any substance in his gaze, he slid across his face inch by inch.
Why are you frowning in your dream? Are you thinking about how to get out of this dilapidated apartment...
Zong Zi's eyes fell on Tan Jinxue's neck.
The wound was left untreated, and it looked like it was simply wiped off, but after the bleeding stopped, it looked even more hideous.
Zong Zi's breathing stagnates. He suddenly thought of the cedar-like breath that passed his nose at that moment, as well as his blood and body temperature. The feeling of being close to him was so hot...and alluring.
The person in front of him is his ya|pian.
Zong Zi slowly bent down.
Warm lips stick to the wound on Tan Jinxue's neck.
Like a man-eating demon or an immortal vampire, the tip of his tongue ambiguously traced the outline of the wound on the man's neck, as if he could still taste the slightly sweet taste of blood.
Zong Zi has two canine teeth, Tan Jinxue knows it. This adds even more cuteness to his baby face, especially when he smiles. —Although this expression does not appear often, and most of them are sneers, ridicules...
At this moment, those two sharp canine teeth were slightly bumping against his still painful wound.
very good.
"Well…"
The man curled up on the sofa groaned, frowned, and woke up suddenly. He opened his still hazy eyes and looked at Zong Zi who was lying on him.
-"What are you doing?"
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