2095. Chapter 2095 The bigger the fanfare, the more duplicity 22
"Let's see if there is a man hiding in your room." Sheng Sheng was pushed out of the dressing room, and he moved to the bathroom.
Her bathroom was very unique. The moment she opened the door, the room was filled with the smell of rose essential oil. The main color was red. Music played automatically as soon as she entered the bathroom. Shengsheng noticed a small foaming device.
When the music played, dreamy bubbles automatically emitted, and a red gauze curtain hung from the top, just in time to surround the round bathtub that could accommodate about three people. Shengsheng laughed unconsciously, and suddenly wanted to surround him.
The man took off his clothes and put them in the bathtub, and the two of them took a mandarin duck bath together.
"Why is there a man hiding in my bathroom?" Maimai didn't allow him to see it, and she kept her private space to herself.
I ran in front of him, stretched out my hand, and said, "You're not allowed in. I have mysophobia, and no one else is allowed to pee in my bathroom."
"Do you have mysophobia?" Sheng Sheng glanced at her. People all over the world have mysophobia, and the word "mysophobia" has nothing to do with her.
"It's nicely decorated and smells good. I'll take a bath if I have the opportunity in the future." Sheng Sheng commented as he walked out, closed the bathroom door with a snap, and asked, "Are you going to ask me to borrow a loan shark from you?"
"If I don't have money to pay back, can I pay with my body?" Shengsheng sat back on the bed and looked up at the girl in front of him.
"How much does a pound of meat cost?" Maimai put her hands behind her and looked the person up and down: "If I chop you into pieces and sell them piece by piece, it won't be much more than a pound of meat. It's worthless."
"Then I won't ask you to borrow it!"
"Don't let me down!" Maimai walked to the small bar in the bedroom, sat on the rocking chair, turned on the small lamp and read the script on the bar. After flipping through two pages, she found it boring, and then found a magazine from the table and placed it beside her.
In front of me, I passed the time by turning page by page.
"Maimai." Shengsheng's pleasant voice came over.
She raised her eyes and looked around.
"Is it really okay to find me? It's okay, I'm really leaving."
"Where are you going?" Maimai's eyes lit up.
"Go home," Shengsheng said, adding: "Vancouver."
Of course not, she had promised Qingqing that if he flew back to Vancouver tonight, Qingqing would have to skin her alive. Well, Qingqing said that she would hold him back for at least a week to let her heal the injury on her arm.
Maimai held her cheek and thought for a while, "Of course there is something wrong."
"Say it."
What can I say? I'm still thinking about it. She racked her brains and clapped her fingers, "I'm going to take a makeup photo tomorrow. Do you want to go and see me? Can you bring me lunch by the way?"
"That's it?" Shengsheng obviously didn't believe it.
"Aren't you happy?" Maimai's eyes were full of accusations. She touched her face and said, "Look, I have gained baby weight. I have sacrificed my body to make money for the company. You are so big."
Shouldn’t the boss reward me and comfort my injured heart for dedicating myself to the company and art?”
"It's not that I'm not happy," Shengsheng walked to sit next to her, hesitated for a moment and put her in his arms. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What if I can't control it and want to kiss you again?"
If I hug you, you will scold me in your heart and curse me to be struck to death by lightning. I also cherish my own life."
"Coward!" Maimai looked intently, but his eyes were full of teasing: "After all, you are also the big boss behind the scenes. Can't you be more serious about your work and inspect the work of your employees? I'm doing this all for you.
Is it good for my beloved to make money? A big capitalist?"