Chapter 2 When you say take off, do you take off mine?
Tang Guanqi's heart was beating like thunder, but he showed confusion and surprise.
The middle-aged man stood up unexpectedly: "...Mr. Ying?"
Ying Duo half-closed and half-opened his eyelids, looking down at the man: "I don't know if Director He is here to chat with my friend. What? ”
Friends?
The middle-aged man looked at Tang Guanqi, and then looked at Ying Duo in disbelief: "She is your friend?"
The manager was even more startled, and hurriedly retracted his hand that was twisting on Tang Guanqi's sleeve.
But suddenly I understood,
No wonder this girl is a stranger, no wonder she doesn’t apologize.
It turned out that he was pretending to be a concierge and playing hide and seek with the distinguished guests.
This girl is Mr. Ying's friend, so she is also a guest.
It’s over.
Ying Duo's eyes finally fell on Tang Guanqi's face: "What happened?"
Tang Guanqiben's delicate and fair face was as beautiful as a flower in the rain, and the ends of his eyes were red and filled with tears. Trembling slightly.
She typed on her cell phone and showed it to Ying Duo: "This gentleman asked me to take off my clothes. It costs twenty thousand a piece. If I didn't answer him, he would wet his suit and demand compensation from me."
The manager and the middle-aged man didn't know what Tang Guanqi typed for Ying Duo to read.
However, if you don’t choose the way you say it, but choose to type it just for Mr. Ying to see, it means you must have said something bad.
The two of them started to tremble.
After Ying Duo finished reading, he raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man. He was calm and gentle as usual, but he felt oppressed when he said it:
"Twenty thousand pieces, how much does Director He plan to take off? Compensate for my friend’s mental damages? ”
Director He didn't expect that the female student he was flirting with turned out to be Ying Duo's friend. He really didn't look at the almanac when he went out.
Now Ying Duo is looking for fault with Party B and is preparing to replace them, and he has caused such a thing.
Dead.
"Mr. Ying, I didn't mean it. I really didn't expect this lady to be your girlfriend. I'm a bitch. I can apologize in any way you want me to."
Ying Duo did not refute his girlfriend's words, but said slowly: "Take off your shirt, run around the hotel three times and then go back."
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed.
Who is a respectable person who can enter this banquet, let alone wearing a high-end suit, turning around and running around naked on the street, and being watched by his peers.
Ying Duo said quietly: "Not willing?"
His tone was calm: "I think for a man, taking off his shirt is a very gentle way to deal with it."
The middle-aged man smiled apologetically: "Of course I do."
The man thought that he could take off his clothes after leaving the banquet hall.
Ying Duo's secretary Mai Qing stepped forward, smiled and stretched out his hands: "Director He, please give me your clothes here."
In full view of the crowd, the man Extremely embarrassing.
I am about to see a man take off his shirt.
Mai Qing reminded softly: "Miss Tang, please turn around."
Tang Guanqi immediately turned around, but there was a light gray cashmere blanket draped over her body, blocking her exposed skin.
Her whole body tensed up for a moment. Looking behind her shoulders, she saw a pair of slender and noble hands with bulging veins, but they moved away gently.
It’s Ying Duo.
When she turned around, she only saw the retreating figures of Ying Duo and his assistant.
Tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, he is so dignified that he has a natural sense of distance.
And Director He ran out of the hotel.
The manager quickly came to apologize to Tang Guanqi: "I'm sorry, miss, it was a mistake on our part. Can you please compensate for your stay in the presidential suite tonight?"
She nodded.
The manager quickly went to get the room card and handed it to her.
Just right, she doesn’t need to spend money to get another card.
She went to the staff room to change back into her original clothes. She took the high-quality blanket and swiped the room card to open the elevator on the highest floor. She knocked on the presidential suite one by one. Fortunately, when she knocked on the second one, she heard Assistant Ying Duo's voice. :
“Which one?”
She didn’t answer and just knocked again.
Assistant Mai Qing came to open the door, but saw that it was Tang Guanqi, and said unexpectedly: "Ms. Tang." Tang Guanqi's eyes passed through her, and he saw Ying Duo sitting on the leather sofa, holding a cup of coffee, with his long legs He folded his suit jacket on the armrest of the sofa and lazily unbuttoned two shirt buttons.
A calm and cold voice sounded: "Let her come in."
Mai Qing smiled and said: "Miss Tang, please come in."
As soon as Tang Guanqi entered the room, Mai Qing closed the door and went out with a wink. .
She walked past the irregular glass wine cabinet, her sneakers stepping on the clean wooden floor.
Ying Duo's downwardly compatible gentleness does not make people feel awkward: "Miss Tang, I scared you."
She shook her head, knelt down, and gently placed the folded blanket on the table.
The waterfall-like long black hair fell around her face, like a mountain lily soaked in the rain. It was so transparent and pure, gentle and gentle, with a newly formed feminine charm.
Ying Duo just looked at her casually.
She squatted half-crouched, raised her gorgeous upturned phoenix-tailed eyes and looked up at Ying Duo, stretched out her hand and made a fist, curling her thumb.
“It takes a little effort.” Ying Duo looked indifferent and gently placed the coffee cup on the round table at hand.
Logically speaking, Tang Guanqi should have left voluntarily after thanking him.
But this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and she didn’t want to leave, so she got up and walked towards the door, which was delayed by her for a long time.
Finally I heard Ying Duo’s voice:
“I forgot my cell phone.”
On the table, next to the light gray cashmere blanket was an outdated cell phone.
She immediately pretended to be slightly flustered, as if she had forgotten something and was embarrassed, and turned around to get it.
As soon as she picked up the phone,
she heard the man's unhurried voice: "The Zhong family is in a tight situation recently?"
She raised her eyes and looked at him seriously. Deep sight.
Tang Guanqi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his phone and pressed out a line of text, showing it to him:
——I have to pay the tuition fee of Hong Kong University, so I work here.
The man's gaze was as light as mist, and he glanced lightly. He did not ask about her relationship with the Zhong family, but said slowly: "Are you from the University of Hong Kong?"
As we all know, Ying Duo also studied at the University of Hong Kong. Origin.
It’s just that he didn’t expect that the girl in trouble in front of him was his schoolmate.
She nodded.
Ying Duo suddenly said: "How much is the difference?"
She looked at him confused, as if asking what the difference was.
Ying Duo said concisely and concisely: "Tuition fee."
She typed it for him: 30,000.
After a moment, the man whispered: "I'll give it to you."
Tang Guanqi's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare think that Ying Duo would actually give her money.
She typed out a half-truth and half-false line to test: I can’t take your money in vain.
His voice was neither far nor near, neither high nor low: "Are you suitable for getting money in the way just now?"
He answered the question casually, but he clearly understood her dilemma.
She carefully typed a line on her phone and turned it over to show him:
"Mr. Ying, do you also want me to take off my clothes?"
Before Ying Duo could refuse, she boldly stood up and took two steps forward.
Bending down in front of Ying Duo, the light was dim and the girl's hair hung down on his broad shoulders.
She controlled her hands not to shake, and boldly bent down to get closer, but did not take off her clothes. She pressed the side of her palm against his hard chest and peeled off a button of his shirt with her slender fingers.
The atmosphere became a little ambiguous. The cool and faint woody fragrance of the man floated into her nose. With just one more button opened, the clear and thin muscle lines under his clothes were already vaguely visible.
Almost every muscle and blood in her body was shaking.
A big hand completely grasped her slender wrist.
Ying Duo raised his cold eyelids, his long eyes unclear: "When you say take off, do you take off mine?"
(End of this chapter)
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