I called ahead to check in.

If they hadn't met just yesterday, she would have suspected that her good sister had been bribed by him!

"Your sister is smarter than you are. Why don't you blame her for not being smart? Huh?"

"Ah? What's wrong with me?"

Song Wanwan said a little late.

"Wait for me for half an hour. If you feel bored, I won't hang up the video."

Song Wanwan looked at the handsome man in the video.

"If you're busy, just hang up the video first."

"I'll give you a chance to supervise." Rong Luchi said, and placed the phone upright on the pile of documents.

Zhou Mianmian would place Song Wanwan's mobile phone on a stand, so she only had to lie down and watch the domineering boss work.

It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome.

What's more, Song Wanwan was almost mesmerized by Rong Luchi, who was so handsome.

Those upturned cat eyes were watery, and they were full of love for his charm.

Calmness and restraint are the unique charm of mature men.

Rong Luchi didn't tease her and was busy with the last work of the day.

He has a strong focus and is completely meticulous.

There was no communication between the two of them. One was busy while the other was watching quietly.

It wasn't awkward at all, the atmosphere was warm and sweet.

As he watched, Song Wanwan suddenly thought of something very serious.

"Oh!" Song Wanwan exclaimed.

She reacted belatedly.

I haven’t taken a shower today!

Mianmian has already run away, and she can’t move her hands too much. What should she do?

Hearing Song Wanwan's voice, Rong Luchi turned his head and looked at her.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

His deep eyes were filled with worry.

He even put down the pen in his hand and pretended to stand up.

"No, not at all." Song Wanwan shook his head.

"You go ahead and do your thing. I won't disturb you anymore." Song Wanwan didn't dare to point with his hand.

Instead, she pouted and hung up the video.

It looked like a kiss across the screen.

Song Wanwan immediately moved to the bedside.

His legs can touch the ground, but he can't walk too fast.

I can’t move my hands because I’m worried about the aftereffects. After all, I’ll need to hold a paintbrush in the future!

"Before he comes, I'll take a shower first. It's enough to take it slowly."

Song Wanwan said to himself.

He still has half an hour before he gets off work, and it's still a twenty-minute journey over.

Enough is enough!

Rong Luchi held the phone, thought for two seconds, and decided to get up and go over first.

Something must be wrong with her.

Song Wanwan didn't dare to disturb the doctors and nurses.

It was really embarrassing to let a stranger bathe her.

Holding the clothes for change, Song Wanwan walked into the bathroom carefully.

She hesitated for a moment before closing the door.

Thinking that if there was an accident, the nurse could come to save her immediately, she simply didn't lock the door.

Song Wanwan put the clothes in a small basket, then pushed a small stool and slowly sat down next to the bathtub.

I didn’t wash my hair yesterday, so I just washed my hair as well.

Song Wanwan was very careful and stayed within his tolerance range.

Slow speed and not paying attention to time.

Song Wanwan, who had been washing for a long time, did not notice that the door of the ward was opened.

A man in a suit walked in from outside.

Rong Luchi glanced at the huge ward, and the little woman who was as flamboyant as a kitten was not there.

Mu Sen stood behind with a fruit basket in his hand.

"Where is Miss Song?" Mu Sen asked the two bodyguards at the door.

"Miss Song hasn't come out yet!"

The bodyguard suddenly became a little flustered.

Rong Luchi turned around and took the fruit basket from Mu Sen.

"Order dinner to be prepared."

"good."

Mu Sen took two steps back.

Rong Luchi closed the door.

He walked to the bed, put the fruit on the bedside table with one hand, and pulled his tie with the other hand.

The slender hands are full of strength.

He casually tore off the hearse and took off his suit jacket.

He turned around, unbuttoned his cuffs and pulled his shirt loosely up to his elbows.

The noble temperament all over her body is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off it.

Standing in the middle of the room and looking at the balcony outside, there was no sign of her on the chaise longue.

There was a rustling sound coming from the bathroom.

Rong Luchi slowly approached.

As the distance got closer, besides the sound of water, there was also the sweet humming of a young woman.

Song Wanwan had been washing in the bathroom for more than twenty minutes before he was ready to rinse the bubbles off his head.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock."

Song Wanwan's dark eyes instantly looked at the door in surprise: "Who is it?"

"Are you taking a shower?" Rong Luchi's low voice came from outside.

Song Wanwan was just feeling happy, but he was petrified in an instant.

She blinked and glanced at the back of the door, then looked down at herself.

"Why are you back?"

Song Wanwan was so scared that she sang soprano.

I thought he would be back for a while, so I came here to take a shower.

How come the person came back halfway through the shower!

It’s killing me!

Rong Luchi also tried turning the doorknob.

The door was not locked.

"Wait a minute, don't come in!" Seeing the door handle turning, Song Wanwan felt embarrassed and didn't know where to cover himself.

But the next second, the door opened and a tall and slender man walked in.