How did she know that the BOSS had issued an order, and those men in black who usually worked as bodyguards but also part-time as servants had already rushed in to clean up the place in a hurry.
Mrs. BOSS wants to use the bathroom, and everyone is cleaning like a chicken. She cleans very hard, and she is not sexual. She is afraid that BOSS will find out the clues, and the consequences will be a true portrayal of the general manager's handwritten 10,000-word plan...
Although they cannot write plans, they are still afraid of copying textbooks.
You know, those of them who are bodyguards by profession are not afraid of fighting, but they are most afraid of holding pens.
To them, it was simply a capital punishment.
Qian Xiaojue breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see any clues. She turned on the faucet and took off her clothes while waiting for the water to get hot.
Qian Xiaojue took off his pants and stockings and found out that the crotch of his pants was torn and the stockings had holes one after another. That's why he let her jump at that time?
Qian Xiaojue sighed, let down her hair, walked to the faucet and started taking a bath.
Half an hour later, Qian Xiaojue turned off the faucet with her wet hair, picked up the clothes He Lianqing had prepared for herself, and half of her face turned cold.
Was he going to let her wear his shirt and cotton pajamas?
However, Qian Xiaojue then thought about it. Even if she could temporarily find women's pajamas here, she would definitely not be used to wearing other people's pajamas. It would be better to wear Helian Qing's shirt to make her feel at ease.
Qian Xiaojue put on He Lianqing's shirt without any hesitation. She only buttoned half of the buttons, pulled up the remaining half, and tied a knot around her waist, just at the crotch.
Then she put on He Lianqing's pants. They were so long that she was amazed. How did she realize for the first time that there was such a huge difference in height between herself and He Lianqing?
Qian Xiaojue had no choice but to roll up his trousers again and again, and finally rolled them up to his ankles. He then tightened the waist cord and walked out wearing slippers.
Under the blurred light, He Lianqing leaned against the bathroom door and really stood there.
With his back to the inside, he was smoking cigarettes one by one, and the smoke was thick, making it look unreal.
"A Qing." Qian Xiaojue walked over slowly. He Lianqing immediately flicked the cigarette butt away and turned to look at her. She didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he didn't like smoking in front of her.
"I've washed it." Qian Xiaojue walked out slowly, appearing under the blurry light.
Qian Xiaojue, who was clean, white and tender, was wearing his shirt and trousers. Although they were too big, they were handled very neatly by her.
She has a small face that never likes to smile, but is very beautiful and delicate. The black and white eyes are a bit big, and the mole at the end of the eye makes her, who is pretty and not very old, look a bit enchanting... pure and pure.
Isn't this charming beauty his little wife?
"Come here, Cat." He Lianqing stretched out his hand, took Qian Xiaojue's arm as he walked up to him, and gently pulled her closer to her.
Qian Xiaojue frowned slightly, the smell of cigarettes on his body was... a bit strong.
However, she still did not struggle. This man was her husband, the person she relied on and liked the most, so no matter what he did, she would not resist.
"Tell me, do you miss me?" He Lianqing gently stroked Qian Xiaojue's wet hair and asked.
Qian Xiaojue frowned and replied, "Well...especially when I meet your grandparents..." At that time, it would be a lie to say that she wasn't nervous.
He Lianqing was surprised: "They couldn't help but come to see you?"
Qian Xiaojue knew that he must have told a lot of things about himself in front of them that they couldn't help but come over.
"Well... have you said good things about me or bad things?" Qian Xiaojue reached out and pulled He Lianqing's sleeve, raised her head and couldn't help but ask curiously.
Although I obviously already have the answer in my heart.
Helian Qing smiled and did not answer, but gently let go of Qian Xiaojue.