Luo Xiaoyi did not expect that Linghua Temple was not so crowded on weekends.
She looked at the tall figure in front of her. If he hadn't been opening the way, Luo Xiaoyi suspected that she didn't know how long it would take to squeeze in.
"If you're busy, you don't have to follow me."
She knew very well how busy Leng Muxiao was, and she had good intentions.
"And give you a chance to complain?"
Okay, he's a wolf and a dog, she doesn't care about him anymore.
After a day of hard work, it was quite tiring. When we went back after dinner, it was already dark.
There was a layer of ash on Luo Xiaoyi's head, which he got when there were many people offering incense.
"I'm going to take a shower first. If you're tired, go take a rest."
Except for the master bedroom, which is a suite, the guest rooms do not have private bathrooms.
Luo Xiaoyi picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom, and soon there was the sound of rushing water.
It felt hot even with the air conditioner on that day. Leng Muxiao went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of mineral water. He drank a few sips before going back to the room to handle business.
At the end of the day, there is a lot of official work accumulated.
"Mr. Leng? When is the meeting with the president of Zeyu Group?"
Special Assistant Zhang was online long ago. Leng Muchiao was away on business for a few days and he had to report online at night.
The sound of rushing water was a bit annoying, and Leng Muxiao actually lost his mind.
He coughed twice and said, "Scheduled for next Saturday."
The itinerary had just been arranged and we were about to enter today's project process. Suddenly, the lights turned off.
Just the peripheral vision of the computer.
"Pause first."
Leng Muchiao quickly came to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Luo Xiaoyi, how are you?"
She had fallen in the bathroom just a few days ago, and he was worried she would do it again.
"What's going on? Why is there no power?"
"I'll go take a look, don't move."
Leng Muchiao checked the main switch and made sure there was no problem. He called the property management company and found out that there was a circuit fault in this area.
"Circuit failure, repair is in progress."
Luo Xiaoyi wrapped his bubble-covered head in a bath towel and walked out, "How long will it take to repair it?"
"I don't know." He was businesslike and cold.
Luo Xiaoyi thought that she was unlucky. She felt that being with Leng Muchiao would never bring good things.
"What about my head?"
"A power outage is not a water outage."
"I can only wash my hair with hot water."
She had a headache yesterday. If she washes her hair with cold water today, she will easily catch a cold and fever.
Try not to get sick while pregnant.
"Pretentious."
This dog man really doesn't have any sympathy at all.
The bubbles all over my head were really uncomfortable, and Luo Xiaoyi started to feel itchy.
I wonder if there is a kettle here. She wants to boil water to wash her hair.
Luo Xiaoyi was about to go to the kitchen, but he bumped into something after taking a few steps. He didn't know what made the crashing sound when it fell to the ground.
She remembered that there were many luxury furnishings in the house, and Luo Xiaoyi had already expected that her debt amount had increased a lot.
"Sit tight and don't move."
Soon, she saw a faint fire coming from the kitchen.
"Are you boiling water for me?"
"Otherwise, what if you destroy all the decorations in my house?"
Luo Xiaoyi muttered: "I didn't mean it."
"You can send me the bill for the broken decorations later, and I'll pay for it."
"It's really clear."
Leng Muchiao's back was turned to her, and in the darkness, Luo Xiaoyi couldn't see his expression clearly.
But his tone was cold and seemed to be vaguely angry.
The atmosphere was so bad that neither of them spoke again.
Without a mobile phone, the waiting time passed extremely long.
The gas stove was turned off, the firelight disappeared, and the only light in the house was gone.
"You sit down first."
After a while, electricity came over.
It's the flashlight of Leng Muchiao's cell phone.
"Take it."
Leng Muchiao thrust the phone into Luo Xiaoyi's hand and carried the kettle into the bathroom.
"I can do the rest myself."
Leng Muchiao didn't insist. He placed the phone in a suitable position so that the light could shine in the washbasin.
"Just go get my phone and come out. Your phone is very important."
"Luo Xiaoyi, do you know that if you don't wash the bubbles for a long time, you will lose a lot of hair and lead to baldness?"
"Ah, stop talking, I'll wash it now."
For modern women, hair is very important.
Luo Xiaoyi was so busy that he couldn't even see the faint smile on the corner of Leng Muxiao's mouth.
There was just enough water to rinse her off, but the towel she had used earlier was stained with bubbles and couldn't be used.
"Mr. Leng, can you help me go into the room and get a bath towel and put it on the bed."
The man's deep voice said impatiently: "Trouble."
The words are troublesome, but the body is honest.
Leng Muchiao walked into Luo Xiaoyi's room and fumbled around before finding a bath towel. When he was about to go out, he bumped into his luggage.
Luo Xiaoyi's luggage was opened and stowed haphazardly, without any rules.
Leng Muchiao sent the bath towel over, Luo Xiaoyi wiped his hair and said suspiciously: "Mr. Leng, is there anything else?"
"Luo Xiaoyi, you are really a model of burning bridges when crossing rivers."
Suddenly, the lights came on.
Leng Muchiao glanced at Luo Xiaoyi for a few times and then returned to the room.
When he entered the door, he seemed to have stepped on something. When he picked it up, he saw that it was a small medicine bottle.
I remembered that when he kicked Xiaoyi's luggage just now, he heard the sound of something rolling.
It should be this little medicine bottle.
He felt a little familiar, as if it was the photo of the medicine that Lin Meng showed him before.
Leng Muchiao took a photo of it and sent it to Chu Cheng, asking him to confirm with Lin Meng.
A minute later, Chu Cheng's reply came.
[Lin Meng said this, Mr. Leng, why do you have this thing? Could someone have touched your head? Is this person out of his mind? 】
——When we meet a disgusting and disgusting man, we will use this.
- We don’t want to be touched by nasty people.
In Luo Xiaoyi's eyes, he is a disgusting and disgusting man who doesn't want to be touched?
So she drugged him.
Leng Muxiao chuckled, but his deep eyes were as sharp as a violent storm, making people afraid to look directly at him.
Normal people would not dare to approach him at this time.
"Mr. Leng, are you busy? I'm going to cook a midnight snack and I wanted to ask you if you want to eat it."
Leng Muchiao's door was not closed. Luo Xiaoyi stood at the door and knocked several times.
She just felt that Leng Muxiao's look in the bathroom just now was quite meaningful, as if she was a scumbag, and Luo Xiaoyi felt uncomfortable.
"You don't owe me any favors, so why are you cooking me a late-night snack?"
Luo Xiaoyi scratched his head and said, "I was troubling you just now."
No denial!
She has always made a clear distinction with him, and will repay all the favors she owes.
Leng Muchiao's smile grew deeper and deeper, "Before that, I have something to ask."
"What's this?"
Luo Xiaoyi saw the small medicine bottle in Leng Muxiao's hand, and his heart beat wildly. He discovered it!
After being overly nervous, it turned out to be calm.
"It's just a tool for self-protection."
As long as he doesn't use force on her, she won't use this thing.
Self-protection?
"Luo Xiaoyi, don't you think I'm attracted to you?"
"I won't divorce you, but you still have value, not the love you think you have."
"It's always just what you ask for."
"You should know very well who the person in my heart is. How do you think you can compare with her?"
