Chapter 59: Crying and making a fuss, she insisted on being hugged by me

The action just now was too intense. Her heart was pounding, making her mind even more confused, like dough being stirred at high speed in a bread machine. Her rational thoughts were shattered before they could even form.

"Why are you hugging me?"

She was the first to complain, and He Tingzhou said, "Why don't we go back and check the surveillance at the door of the bar to see who was crying and making a fuss and demanding a hug from me."

Shuang Xu's brain was like liquid now, and he couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false. He shook his head as soon as he heard it: "It's not me."

"If not you, then who else?"

Shuang Xu saw someone in the front co-pilot position: "It's Assistant Xu."

Xu Zhen:?

What does it have to do with me?

He Tingzhou had never thought that she would blame him after drinking too much: "Do you think he dares?"

"I don't dare."

"Why not?"

"You are so bad." Shuang Xu said honestly.

The light outside the car flashed by, illuminating He Tingzhou's slightly raised eyebrows: "What's wrong with me?"

There are too many to list here.

Shuang Xu felt uncomfortable sitting on him. When she thought of something, she unconsciously put her hand on his chest.

He Tingzhou said in a low voice: "Where are you touching?"

She immediately retracted her hand, said "I'm sorry", and put her hand on the back of the chair beside his shoulder. Just when she was halfway up, her head hit the roof of the car. She groaned, covered her head, and sat down again.

He Tingzhou: "Don't move."

There were strange noises and rustlings coming from the back seat. The driver in the front seat clenched the steering wheel with both hands, not daring to look back. He glanced at the passenger seat and saw Xu Zhen standing there calmly, as if nothing had happened.

I thought to myself, he is worthy of being the chief assistant, his mental state is so stable.

Shuang Xu's skirt was a bit of a hindrance, so she stumbled over the center armrest and climbed onto the empty seat on the other side.

Fortunately, it was dark in the car and I couldn’t see her red cheeks.

Afraid that he would lose consciousness and do something to He Tingzhou again, Shuang Xu tried hard to resist sleepiness and stay awake.

The car stopped at the hotel entrance. She unbuckled her seat belt and got out. Her feet felt like they were stepping on cotton, with her head heavy and her feet light.

He Tingzhou came over from the other side, lowered his head and asked her, "Do you want a hug?"

Shuang Xu immediately calmed down and tried to solidify the liquid in his brain: "I can walk by myself."

He Tingzhou just raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

She walked towards the hotel by herself. Perhaps because she was too far away from her brain, she could hardly feel her feet. She took each step with force, one step at a time, and walked very steadily.

Fortunately, she was not too drunk, so she felt that she was walking steadily on the straight line.

He Tingzhou walked behind her, watching her legs faltering, yet her feet were as firm as if she was marching.

Shuangxu was very careful when she went up the stairs, but her legs seemed to have their own ideas and were not very obedient. She swayed a bit, and He Tingzhou reached out to support her.

She pushed him away, not wanting his help.

He Tingzhou withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, and escorted her all the way to the door of the room.

Shuang Xu lowered his head and tried to find the room card in his bag.

Eh? Where's her bag?

She searched her body for a long time, then turned her head and looked at He Tingzhou with clear eyes: "My bag is lost."

He Tingzhou seemed to be kind: "Where did you lose your bag?"

"I don't know." Shuang Xu looked confused.

He imitated her tone, dragging out the last syllable: "I don't know how I can help you find it."

Shuang Xu walked back along the corridor, searching the carpet with wide eyes as he walked. He found the elevator and took it downstairs to the lobby.

Seeing that she was drunk, the staff came up to her with five-star service quality: "Ma'am, what are you looking for? Let me help you find it."

"Looking for my bag."

The staff member looked at the man following behind her, then lowered his eyes to look at the white ladies' bag in the man's hand.

"Ma'am, what color is your bag?"

Shuang Xu felt dizzy, but he seemed to be awake and answered clearly: "White."

Amount...

The staff looked again at the handsome man who lived in the presidential suite on the top floor and was leisurely carrying a bag while helping someone look for it. They asked politely and cautiously, "Mr. He, do you need our help?"

He Tingzhou replied: "What do you think?"

The other party understood, shut up and disappeared with interest.

Shuang Xu was still looking for her bag like a headless fly. She walked out of the revolving door of the hotel, bent over and looked for it on the lawn and in the fountain.

He Tingzhou followed her, pretending to be a good person: "Have you asked the fish? What did it say?"

Shuang Xu looked at him with a look that said, "Are you stupid?" "It can't talk."

He Tingzhou laughed and asked, "Are you drunk or not?"

"I'm not drunk." Shuang Xu said immediately.

But because of the bending movement, the alcohol seemed to flow into her brain, and she sat down beside the flower bed in a dizzy state.

He Tingzhou held up the back of her head as it swayed backwards. She suddenly felt like she was touching the pillow, with the entire weight of her head resting in his palm.

He Tingzhou held her head and asked, "Are you not looking for it anymore?"

"I can't find it." The world began to spin in front of her eyes. She felt very sleepy and wanted to go to sleep.

"What can we do then?" He Tingzhou said idly, "You can only sleep in the flowerbed covered with leaves for one night."

Shuang Xu immediately shook her head, which made her even more dizzy. She felt like vomiting, and she instinctively grabbed He Tingzhou's sleeve and said, "No."

"Oh." He Tingzhou pretended to be a kind person, but in fact he was a cunning villain. "Then do you want to come back to the room with me?"

Shuang Xu tried to think, but he had very little thinking ability left. The mess in his brain was almost impossible to stir. Only a thin layer of subconsciousness remained, and he could still recognize that the person in front of him was He Tingzhou.

Well, it's okay to sleep over it.

She tried hard to keep her eyelids open but finally couldn't hold them shut. She leaned her head back against his palm, and the last bit of her vigilance faded with her consciousness: "Don't bully me."

He Tingzhou raised his eyebrows: "It's a little late for you to say it now."

No response.

"Asleep?"

He Tingzhou shook her wrist, and she really fell asleep on his hand without any protection. Her unaware head swayed with his hand, and her soft black hair filled his palm.

Shuang Xu was woken up by the computer ringing.

The heavy curtains blocked all the light from the window. She woke up from a deep sleep, her mind still confused.

I instinctively followed the ringtone and got out of bed, found my bag on the table, and took out my cell phone to answer the call.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other side: "Is this Mr. Song?"

"It's me." Shuang Xu's mind slowly came to its senses. "Who is it?"

The other party was polite: "My last name is Feng, I work for Anyang Cryogenic Technology, we met at the summit yesterday. I am very interested in your company's liquid hydrogen drone project. I wonder if Mr. Song is free today. Is it convenient for us to have a face-to-face talk?"

“Of course it’s convenient.”

Shuang Xu made an appointment with her and wrote it down on a note. After hanging up the phone, he sat down on the edge of the bed and woke up. Only then did the memory of last night slowly come back to him.

She didn't remember how she got on the bus, but she remembered most of what happened afterwards.

For example, when she woke up in the car, she was sitting on He Tingzhou's lap.

For example, how he held her bag and accompanied her everywhere to look for it.

She was so ashamed of her own stupidity that she covered her face with her hands and wanted to find a place to bury herself.

After a while, she looked around and found herself in her room. She looked down at her clothes and saw that she was still wearing the same skirt as yesterday.

Fortunately, He Tingzhou did not take advantage of her misfortune.