In the bathroom on the 36th floor, Qin Songyao lay on the sink and vomited so hard that the sky was dim.
Her whole body was soft, her scalp was numb, and her upper body was supported, and her hands were shaking when she was pulling tissues.
After slapping the face with cold water, my vision finally became clear.
She looked up and saw the man standing by the door.
Bo Siyan took off his blazer, lit a cigarette, and accepted her eyes. He frowned and walked two steps out.
When Qin Songyao walked out, he was standing by the window. As night fell outside, he had just blocked this floor. He did not turn on the lights. The light around him was dim, and Mars flickered between his fingers.
"Thank you just now." Qin Songyao said.
The man glanced at her, frowned, and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can impatiently.
He remembered that when she got into the car, it was her current ghost look that made Wang Zheng feel rosy and her face turned red, just an illusion.
"If you are sick, go see me. I force you to come?"
Qin Songyao didn't say anything.
She didn't want to say anything about those things.
He thought she was sick, that was the best.
"I've had a bad stomach and I'm so embarrassed to say it."
"stupid."
He spit out a word and withdrew his gaze in disgust.
Turning back, she found that she was looking at him.
"So what's wrong?"
"Do we have to go back?" she asked.
Bo Siyan didn't know what she meant by asking.
Qin Songyao continued, "I have to make up."
"I'll make up for you?"
"...No need." Qin Songyao opened his handbag, "Wait for me."
Bo Siyan held his pocket with one hand and frowned: "Hurry your own move."
Qin Songyao responded, walked aside and drew on his face.
Midway through, she felt that no matter how to adjust the lips, she was upset, and suddenly remembered Wang Zheng's joke.
If your complexion is not good enough, kiss him again.
Thinking of this, she looked in his direction unconsciously.
For some reason, Bo Siyan could always catch her tonight and peek at him in one second. His eyes were intersecting. He seemed to have a mind-reading technique, and his eyes fell on her lips.
“See what I do?”
"I……"
"In a day, I want to take advantage of me twice?"
Qin Songyao: “…?”
Bo Siyan said angrily: "Do you think I'm a power bank?"
My face was gone, so I kissed him and stimulated myself?
She thought beautifully.
Qin Songyao was a little grateful to him the previous second, but the next second, he couldn't help rolling his eyes to look at the ceiling.
Can't stand it!
Narcissist!
I don’t know if it was angered by him, but when Qin Chengyi’s disgusting feeling dissipated, her face looked a little better, and the lipstick effect was good.
"alright."
She put away her tools and walked in front of him.
Bo Siyan didn't look at her and went straight to the elevator entrance.
When he arrived at the door, he glanced at her casually.
good?
Her mirror is probably not expired!
A look of ghost.
bite--
The elevator door opened, and the two of them were on guard at the same time, but what they walked out was the Wenchang.
"Young Master."
Bo Siyan responded and went into the elevator himself.
Qin Songyao planned to follow him, but saw that he had pressed the closing button.
She was stunned.
The elevator door has been closed.
Didn’t we agree to go up together?
Where did she offend him again?
Wen Yan was very calm, looked at Qin Songyao's face, and then analyzed it based on Bo Siyan's dog temper.
Ding ~
The light bulb on his forehead lit up and came to the conclusion.
"Madam, the young master may have to socialize alone for a while. If you are not feeling well, go to the car and wait first."