Xia Qianzao bit her lip in hatred, and suddenly her eyes fell on the flower baskets decorating the hall nearby——
[Stop, don’t go! I still have something to say!]
Xia Qianchen's arm was suddenly pulled, and just as she turned around, the scent of flowers hit her. Xia Qianchen couldn't dodge, and a large bouquet of flowers pressed on her face, causing her to be hit several times in a sensitive manner.
sneeze!
[Aren't you allergic to pollen? Bitch...it seems God is helping me!]
Xia Qianchen's skin was sensitive and she immediately started itching, and red rashes appeared on her skin that had been in contact with flowers...
…
Returning from her thoughts, Xia Qianchen stared at the white sky outside the window.
Unexpectedly, the rules of the recruitment had changed. Because the previous part-time workers were too beautiful and wanted to win the favor of their masters. They did not work well and tried every trick to get close to Nangong Young Emperor. Therefore, the criteria for applying for part-time workers were "ugly and capable"
!
So Xia Qianchen, who had a systemic allergy, applied for the job by mistake.
Suddenly there was the sound of getting up behind me.
Xia Qianchen hurriedly sniffed the flowers and put on the mask. As soon as she turned around, she bumped into a hard chest.
Young Emperor Nangong was tall, a head taller than her.
Both hands pressed against the glass window, shrouding her in darkness.
Dark green eyes flashed with interest: "What are you doing?"
Xia Qianchen stepped back and pressed against the window behind her: "I felt that there was a lack of vitality in the room, so I specially picked flowers to decorate it."
"Is it."
"It's so bright, sir, don't you need a little more rest?"
"Why are you wearing a mask?" He said as he came to take off her mask.
Xia Qianchen turned away and reminded: "I have allergic skin, and I will get rashes whenever I'm close to the air... I haven't worn a mask in the past two days, and my skin is exposed to the air, so I'm allergic."
Nangong Young Emperor's hand stopped.
As expected, the areas of Xia Qianchen that were not covered by the mask were densely covered with red dots.
"Master Emperor, are you awake?" There was a knock on the door.
Young Emperor Nangong always wakes up at a very regular time.
Xia Qianchen took the opportunity to get out of his surroundings: "I'll help you drain the water."
It is also his habit to take a bath in the morning.
Seeing Xia Qianchen's figure almost running away, Nangong Young Emperor gently took out a rose flower and looked at it in front of his eyes. The magnificent red color was as alluring as his lips, and he raised the corners of his mouth as if in deep thought.
Xia Qianchen closed the bathroom door, rushed to the mirror and took off her mask. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw more and more red spots on her skin.
When she woke up, she found that the lump on her face had disappeared, and the beauty that was almost exposed would only bring disaster to her.
She must escape before he finds out, after all, this is not a long-term solution.