Chuyao said that she had forgotten the question just now, so the man patiently repeated it.

"You protect me this time, and I will protect you in the future."

Chuyao frowned, looking like she was thinking seriously.

About a minute later, Bo Nanxian asked again: "Do you agree?"

Chuyao looked into the man's dark eyes and asked innocently: "But weren't we talking about getting masks just now?"

Bo Nanxian: "..."

This woman's drinking capacity is much worse than he thought.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and said solemnly: "I can give you a mask, but you must go with me to get it."

"Go by yourself." Chuyao's hands were still covering her face.

Bo Nanxian: "If you are worried about being secretly photographed, then I have a good idea."

"What can I do?"

"I hold you, and you cover your face with your suit."

Chu Yao blinked several times in succession, then clapped her hands, as if she thought this method was really good, "Then let's do it."

The corners of the man's lips raised, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

I didn't expect that she would actually agree.

Chuyao took off his suit jacket, held it in his hand, and urged: "Okay, hurry up!"

"Yeah." Bo Nanxian put one hand through the hollow of her knee, and hugged her shoulder blade with the other hand. His fingertips rested on her armpit, and his heart beat a little faster.

Chu Yao quickly covered her head with her suit jacket.

It was safe, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Bo Nanxian did not intend to take her to the car to get the mask, but came to the hotel lobby from the other door of the western restaurant.

Beams of golden light fall from the extremely luxurious three-story giant crystal chandelier. The white patterned marble floor is spotless and the light is discernible.

The manager on duty received the news and has been waiting in the lobby for a long time.

The man has a beautiful woman in his arms, and every step he takes with his long legs exudes a dignified and extraordinary temperament. The manager on duty is a good person, and immediately stepped forward and asked: "Hello, is this Mr. Bo?"

"Yeah." Bo Nanxian responded coldly.

The manager on duty immediately smiled and said: "The presidential suite has been prepared for you, please go this way."

Bo Nanxian continued to walk, but his mind was on the person in his arms.

Why didn't she respond? Could she have fallen asleep?

The elevator went directly to the presidential suite on the top floor. The manager on duty opened the door and said respectfully: "Call me anytime if you need anything. I wish you both a pleasant night."

Bo Nanxian ignored it, carried Chu Yao straight to the room, and gently placed her on the soft bed.

Seaweed-like black hair falls on the white bedding. Under such a strong contrast between black and white, the girl's face becomes increasingly white and rosy.

Really fell asleep.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her thick eyelashes were curled like crow feathers, and the shadow hanging under her eyelids was like a cute little fan.

A strand of hair fell on her red lips. Bo Nanxian reached out to pick up the hair. Instead of putting it down immediately, he held it on his fingertips and rubbed it.

After a while, Chu Yao turned over, her hair was taken away by her, and she faced the man with the back of her head.

"It's really heartless." Bo Nanxuan chuckled helplessly.

He stood up, went to the bathroom, washed a towel, and wiped her face.

"I want to sleep." Chu Yao muttered, reaching out to push the man's hand.

"Having no conscience." Bo Nanxian frowned, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at her, suddenly feeling strange in his heart.
Chapter completed!