"Jing Kun." Shang Ning stepped on his foot. Is this guy missing a screw in his head?

You probably want your boss to kill you.

"So there's a man here." Yan Yan seemed a little satisfied, but this man was a bit too handsome.

"Shut up, you little brat."

"I remember too, the one our boss hugged at the airport." Liu Cheng chuckled. "Since everything's alright, everyone go back and rest."

Yan Yan whistled and went out first.

Liu Cheng also pulled Jing Kun away from there.

Shang Ning: "..."

I hope that one day these people won't die too tragically.

After they left, Jin Yining took off his bathrobe, revealing the wound on his shoulder. Shang Ning, no longer concerned with being shy, locked the door and helped him sit down. "Do you have any medicine?"

"Your face cream."

"Huh?" Shang Ning turned around and looked at the face cream on her table, then touched her face and ran over to take the face cream. "It can't ruin my face, can it? I've been using it for a long time."

"It's for beauty purposes," Jin Yining said, taking a small piece out and applying it to the wound.

Shang Ning looked at the injury on his shoulder, then glanced outside. "Was this the place you came to last time?"

Jin Yining nodded, looking up at the woman whose hair was still wet, "Go wash up, it's alright now."

Shang Ning looked down at herself, then quickly turned and went into the bathroom.

Jin Yining chuckled softly as she heard the door slam shut.

Shang Ning's face turned bright red at this moment. Standing in front of the mirror, she touched her neck, where there was a faint mark that someone had just left on her.

This place has been like this before, twice.

Shang Ning raised her hand and tapped her forehead. So, they didn't actually do something she didn't know about at the Hengdian Hotel that time, did they?

Although she does like Jin Yining, it's not to the point of a home run.

Shang Ning raised her hand and let her hair down. Looking at the mask in her hand, she thought, "No wonder everyone says they've never seen Snow Wolf before. He always wears a mask. Who could recognize him?"

Shang Ning exhaled, and after enduring the burning sensation on her face, decided to take a shower.

When Shang Ning came out after taking a shower, Jin Yining had already changed into her pajamas. She turned around and saw Shang Ning coming out, beckoned her over, plugged in the hairdryer, and asked her to sit down on the edge of the bed.

Shang Ning dried her hair and went over. After sitting down, she looked up at Jin Yining, who was drying her hair.

"I'm a little flattered that Teacher Jin is suddenly being so nice to me."

"When have I ever been unkind to you? Shang Xiaoning, I've noticed something: your ability to distort the truth is truly remarkable." Jin Yining said, pulling her hair directly.

Shang Ning exclaimed, "Jin Xiaoning, weren't you the one who dug a pit for me to fall into? Weren't you the one who almost strangled me to death?"

"Can you talk about something that's been going on for eight hundred years?"

"The grain has to be taken out and cooled, otherwise it will get moldy," Shang Ning snorted, continuing to enjoy the movie star's hair-drying.

"And what did you just call me?"

"You called me first," Shang Ning retorted, sticking out her neck, before being tugged at and shutting up.

Shang Ning's scalp felt warm and sore; after being up most of the night, she was now drowsy.

"How long will Teacher Jin stay here?" Shang Ning's head was nodding as she spoke, and she didn't hear the answer she wanted to hear.

Jin Yining turned off the hairdryer, looked at the person sleeping against her, put down the hairdryer, picked her up and put her on the bed, pulled up the blanket, and lowered her head to kiss her forehead. "Sleep. Since I brought you here with my own hands, I will definitely take you away."