Pei Shaoting: "Then are you pregnant with someone?"
Shang Hao was amused by Pei Shaoting's humble tone.
Bo Siyan tickled.
Pei Shaoting's mouth is too mean, he wants to stuff mahjong into his mouth.
Shang Hao was also waiting for him to explain.
Fake pregnancy cannot be said.
He frowned and knocked on the table, "Can you play, can you play, go home."
Pei Shaoting laughed.
Shang Hao said: "Let's wait a moment, wait for my sister-in-law to come back."
He spoke up with his sister-in-law, as if he had a lot of love with Qin Songyao.
Bo Siyan was a little unhappy and glanced at him.
Shang Hao was fearless and said, "I'm on my birthday today."
"Celebrating your birthday, more than usual?"
Shang Hao: "..."
Pei Shaoting pointed to play with him and started with a table first, otherwise he would be anxious about Bo Siyan being slapped.
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Area c
An Ni led Qin Songyao into the door and called a girl who was washing her hair.
"Help Miss Qin wash her hair."
"OK."
Qin Songyao had just lying down, and when he heard the sound, he glanced at An Ni.
"No need for her, you wash it."
An Ni paused.
Qin Songyao lay down naturally and said, "I'm not familiar with her and can't speak. If you come, we can talk a few more."
An Ni smiled, "I'm afraid I can't talk to you well, either."
"You are Yao Yuan's trump card, and you can't talk well?"
"Not everyone can vote for the contract."
Qin Songyao closed his eyes and said, "I can chat with other guests, but I can't chat with me. It seems that I have a problem."
guest.
An Ni sensitively captured the word.
Qin Songyao is a guest, who comes here to spend money. If she orders her to wash her hair, what will she become?
The girl who was washing her hair next to her heard that the words were wrong and was very nervous.
An Ni felt unhappy, but her face did not change and moved to the operating position.
"You have been worried too much. In Yaoyuan, the guests are never wrong, it is mine."
Qin Songyao said nothing and directed: "I haven't washed my hair for several days, so I'll take shampoo twice."
"……good."
His hair was spread apart, and An Ni was very skilled in movement. He was obviously unhappy and even gave Qin Songyao a head massage.
The warm water flowed into the hair, and Qin Songyao breathed a sigh of relief.
An Ni said: "Your hair is very soft, different from Mr. Bo."
Qin Songyao smiled in his heart.
She curled her lips, "What about comparing with the merchant president?"
An Ni was silent.
Qin Songyao continued: "If you can remember Mr. Bo's hair is very soft, you will definitely remember other guests."
"I don't care much, I may have more contact with Mr. Bo and have a deeper impression."
"Then you have to be careful. The most taboo thing about opening a store to do business is to be too familiar with customers. Once you are too familiar with them, the customers may not come."
As soon as he finished speaking, his scalp was gently scratched by nails.
Qin Songyao did not feel pain, but exaggeratedly.
An Ni withdrew her hand and said, "Sorry, it hurts you. My hand is a little bit unfamiliar. Let Coco come."
"It's not in the way." Qin Songyao was very calm, "You keep going."
An Ni opened her mouth and her beautiful eyebrows closed in the middle.
"good."
Qin Songyao closed his eyes and heard the restraint and depression in this monotonous note, and he cried in his heart.
She didn't have the same kind of embarrassment as she just threw her slap on her face. She had to fight back within her ability.
The force between her hair became more gentle, and An Ni stopped talking and focused on helping her wash her hair.
After washing, it was simply taken care of.
It took her back to the private room half an hour later.
A small undercurrent seemed to have never happened.