Chapter 194 Falling in the Peach Fragrance

The decoration of this hotel is quite good, fresh and elegant. There are several pots of plastic green plants in the room. The materials are almost exactly the same as the real ones. If you don’t look carefully, you really can’t tell the difference.

It was very difficult for Xie Jingcheng to hold the person.

The bodyguard swiped the door card for her, and Xie Jingcheng walked into the room. The bodyguards inserted the door card and then left. Only two people were left in the huge hotel.

“Always eating and drinking…”

Xie Jingcheng smiled and shook his head, but his words were full of sweetness. Although they were complaints, there was no trace of disgust in his words.

After putting the person on the sofa, Xie Jingcheng found a blanket from the suitcase and covered Song Qingxing's thin body with it.

After thinking for a while, Xie Jingcheng came to the frosted glass door. This was the hotel's bathroom. There was a high-end bathtub with an inlaid type. Such a large bathtub was very troublesome to clean, but it created a very atmospheric atmosphere when taking a bath.

It's like coming to a hot spring hotel.

How about taking a dip today?

Xie Jingcheng thought to himself.

She liked the time spent taking a bath alone with Song Qingxing, as she could appreciate her fair and delicate skin, as well as the rosy look on Song Qingxing's little face.

I thought to myself, I might as well take action directly. When did I become a coward?

Xie Jingcheng took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and began to fill the bathtub with water. She had a habit of having any hotel she came to clean carefully in advance.

No matter how high-end a hotel is, it is only a rental, so there may be some dirty places, so you need professionals to clean it for you.

So there is no problem in adding hot water directly.

It would take some time for the hot water to fill the bathtub, so Xie Jingcheng went to look for pajamas first. Because someone was drunk, the task of finding pajamas for Song Qingxing was naturally given to Xie Jingcheng.

Perhaps because they could only stay for three days, Song Qingxing didn't prepare many clothes. Although Xie Jingcheng helped her pack her luggage, he didn't pack everything.

For example, this time the pajamas were packed by Song Qingxing alone. Xie Jingcheng rummaged through them casually and suddenly found a nightgown.

Although it was a black nightgown, Xie Jingcheng was holding it with one hand, and through the black gauze material, he could still see the palm of his hand.

This is too...

Xie Jingcheng's face turned red, and she didn't know how to face it, but different fantasies arose in her mind. Reason and greed were fighting in her heart.

No…No!

Song Qingxing hasn't woken up yet. How could you change her clothes into such clothes without my permission?

What’s the difference between this and taking advantage of someone’s misfortune?

The inner sense of morality condemned Xie Jingcheng again and again, but at the same time, another voice in his heart was roaring back.

What's wrong with that?

Song Qingxing is your girlfriend. Even if you make a slightly excessive request, she will do her best to satisfy you, right?

It has been like this since the beginning. As long as Xie Jingcheng wanted, Song Qingxing would hardly refuse. At first, she was just a little embarrassed, but later she would be completely immersed in happiness.

Perhaps out of excitement, or perhaps out of a despicable mentality, Xie Jingcheng still took the skirt.

She put it to the tip of her nose and could only smell the unique fragrance of laundry detergent and the faint smell of being exposed to the sun.

Xie Jingcheng was so excited when he thought that it was Song Qingxing who folded the skirt and put it in there herself.

However, after just a short delay, when Xie Jingcheng came to the bathroom again, he found that the porcelain white room was filled with steaming mist.

Oops!

It seems that I spent too much time hesitating in front of the suitcase and forgot to turn off the water.

Xie Jingcheng felt a little annoyed, hoping that it wouldn't be a flood, although the money he paid for renting the hotel for one night was enough to fill the bathroom with water several times over.

However, Xie Jingcheng did not like such waste for no reason.

Just as she told Song Qingxing, although she enjoyed the pick-up and drop-off by private car and private jet, she was also doing a good job in sponsoring greening activities.

All the tough camel thorn trees in the desert were planted with funds allocated by Xie Jingcheng.

From afar, dots of green were dotted across the desert. She would occasionally go to inspect them, and she couldn't help but think that it was great to use the family dividend money to do something meaningful like this.

Next time you can bring Song Qingxing with you.

Let the little rabbit praise himself.

Everyone's money doesn't come from the wind. Xie Jingcheng is willing to do good things, so naturally he wants to hear praise.

Fortunately, the hot water did not overflow the bathtub. After all, it is a bottom-embedded design. It would be difficult for it to overflow unless it exceeds the edge of the bathtub.

Xie Jingcheng quickly turned off the switch and sprinkled another ball of bath salt. This time it was lemon-scented, with some yellow bubbles spreading out.

It looks like a dream scene in anime.

Xie Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and went to the sofa again. Song Qingxing's sleeping posture was not very standard. She kicked the blanket away, revealing her fair and delicate waist.

Who sleeps with their belly button exposed?

Isn't that just waiting to catch a cold?

Xie Jingcheng put the poor blanket aside and patted Song Qingxing's soft face. The touch of Song Qingxing's face was like a ripe peach.

It's so addictive.

"What's wrong?"

Song Qingxing opened her eyes in a daze. Apart from her assistant Yu Zhi, there was only one person who dared to wake her up in her sleep.

"Is it time to shower, or do you want to go to bed smelling like peach alcohol?"

Xie Jingcheng stretched out his finger and poked Song Qingxing's forehead, with a hint of teasing in his words. Song Qingxing quickly raised her arm and gently sniffed the scent on her arm.

Hmm... maybe it's because I'm used to the smell on my body, so I can't smell much difference.

However, Xie Jingcheng, who approached suddenly, could still smell a distinct peach scent.

"Let's go..."

Song Qingxing was easy to talk to. She stood up in a daze, but forgot that she was an alcoholic. Perhaps her calves were numbed by the alcohol.

I couldn't exert any strength at all, my ankle twisted and almost made direct contact with the floor.

Xie Jingcheng quickly reached out and hugged Song Qingxing.

"I told you to get up from the sofa. Don't be so anxious."

Xie Jingcheng was somewhat helpless, so he supported Song Qingxing, the little drunkard, and went to the bathroom. It was the first time that Song Qingxing saw this kind of bathroom, and he couldn't help but let out a small exclamation.

Then he started to take off his clothes.

Her cheeks flushed as she slid directly into the bathtub full of bubbles. She splashed around twice, then stretched out her hand and leaned on the edge of the bathtub.

The bubbles stuck on the chin are so cute.

"Xie Jingcheng, let's take a bath together."

This voice is so charming that it is simply irresistible.

Xie Jingcheng got into the bathtub without much hesitation. It seemed that only in such a place could the two of them stay together completely and thoroughly.

"Thank you. It must be tiring to carry me up here."

Song Qingxing swam over, and her lips, with a faint smell of alcohol, landed on the tip of her nose.