Chapter 10 Thoughts
Hotel suite.
The layout is quite standard, with one living room and one bedroom. The whole room is covered with beige carpet. Once you step in, the sound of your footsteps automatically decreases.
Comes with silencer.
A set of dark black sofas with beige soft cushions. A coffee table of the same style is placed in the middle. How can I describe it?
Low-key and old-fashioned.
Even the paparazzi couldn't find any evidence against him.
There is a dark red desk by the window on the left side of the chair. Further inside, the double doors are closed, and the bedroom is probably inside.
All the members of the inspection team came in together. They were in an orderly manner and were going to hold a small meeting.
Shen Tinglan stood by, his face full of joy. You all are going to have a meeting, so it would be inappropriate for me to be here.
It doesn't make sense.
Lin Zhizhou, who returned to his room last, naturally did not miss the wonderful expression on her face.
He walked around her with his long legs, approaching the double doors and gently pushed them open, ready to place her in the privacy of the suite.
The man's mind was in turmoil, and Wen Chen said, "Comrade Xiao Shen, please go in and wait for a moment. The meeting will be over soon. I will show you the minutes myself."
Shen Tinglan stood there, and was poured with a basin of cold water from head to toe, and her face fell.
Bedroom, etc.? How ambiguous.
With a bit of luck, he said tactfully: "This is so inappropriate, how about... do it tomorrow?"
The man smiled and replied: "Let's do it today, and besides—"
"Besides what?"
Lin Zhizhou said meaningfully: "Sister, you should know that I always keep my public and private lives separate."
Shen Tinglan choked.
If you continue to bargain, it will seem pretentious.
From a subjective point of view, she was in the wrong and did not do her job well. From an objective point of view, the relationship between the two of them was shallow and would not lead to favoritism.
well.
The inspection team's meeting involved confidential matters, which she could not eavesdrop on at will. The bedroom had excellent soundproofing, so it made sense.
Under the man's meaningful gaze, Shen Tinglan stepped into his private area with a little restraint.
The room has a sweeping view.
Unexpectedly, the bedroom style is quite warm and fashionable.
The white bedside table holds some personal belongings.
The slightly open wardrobe reveals neatly arranged black and white suits.
It's monotonous and boring, and there's no desire to explore.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that the bedroom also had a bathroom, and it was completely transparent, and I couldn't help but grin.
this?
A chaotic picture came over me.
"Ahem, ummm" I was lost in thought.
He stopped his dirty thoughts, retracted his gaze, breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the stool in front of the TV cabinet, placed the computer on the cabinet, and turned it on.
Working people, working spirit, working means being the best.
The superior man worked hard.
Start checking the first half of the record...
Fifteen minutes later...
Lin Zhizhou gently pushed the door open, stepped into the bedroom, paused with his long right leg, and stepped back.
Leaning against the door frame, his eyes fell silently on the woman's thin back. Her butterfly bones were slightly protruding, slightly pushing up her thin white shirt.
A trace of regret flashed in the man's eyes. Perhaps he was too strict back then. She had lost weight since the year of graduation and had never gained it back.
Looking downward, his dark eyes gradually deepened, Lin Zhizhou stretched out his big hand to measure in the air, and a smile spread.
He walked into the room lightly and stood behind her, his eyes fixed on her concentrated profile. Her forehead was full, her long, curly eyelashes were slightly drooping, and her distinct black and white pupils were focused on the computer screen.
Lin Zhizhou followed her gaze, leaned over, passed his arm across her right shoulder, and pointed his slender fingers at a passage on the computer.
From a certain angle, it looked like he was half hugging her.
His voice was hoarse: "You don't need to remember this."
Shen Tinglan didn't notice and was swept by a faint smell of woody pine resin mixed with a hint of alcohol.
Suddenly.
My heart beat faster and similar images flashed through my mind.
She turned her head hurriedly, and her warm lips brushed against the man's left cheek.
The air is still.
The atmosphere was cramped and urgent.
Shen Tinglan: What should she say to ease this terrible embarrassment?
emo…
Who will save her?
A light bulb went off in my head.
He straightened himself, turned back seriously, stared at the computer screen, and said in a businesslike tone: "Is this it?"
Without waiting for the man to speak, she selected the words he said and tapped 'delete' with her finger.
As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
Lin Zhizhou couldn't help but feel regretful, it was just a little bit short.
The soft fragrance is so close that I am in a state of confusion.
There is a strong attachment in his eyes, and the word "restraint" is fully reflected at this moment.
As his rationality returned, he stood up straight and said in a hoarse voice, "Go outside."
After saying that, he quickly turned around and walked out of the bedroom, pulling out the shirt tucked into his trouser waist to cover up the abnormality.
Shen Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief, and without time to think, he hurriedly followed with his computer in his arms.
The suite was empty at this time.
"What about them?"
Lin Zhizhou sat half-leaning on the sofa, his long legs crossed, his posture lazy and casual.
His narrow black eyes glared at her: "Come here." His voice suppressed his emotions.
Shen Tinglan felt timid.
This single man and woman said they were working, who would believe it?
Besides, the other party is a big leader. If she is seen by someone with ulterior motives, her reputation will be ruined.
The little clerk climbs on the bed?
Huh...
He turned his head to glance at the door, then walked towards it. He turned back and said to Lin Zhizhou, "It's a bit stuffy. I'll open the door and let in some fresh air."
As soon as the words fell, the door opened.
There shouldn't be any problem now.
He went back to the sofa, got his computer, and sat next to Lin Zhizhou, with room for two more people in between.
Lin Zhizhou said nothing and let her have her little thoughts.
It's like taking off your pants to fart, what a waste of time.
He stretched out his long arm, took the computer from her hand, and checked it carefully.
It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome.
Shen Tinglan was at a perfect angle to look at his profile: he had short black hair, high eyebrows, low eyes, a straight nose, and lips that were neither thin nor thick.
The jagged larynx is prominent, and the mature charm is overflowing.
For some reason, I thought of Xu Ran again.
If he doesn't even like a beauty like Xu Ran, does he like someone bigger?
Shen Tinglan pictured some images in his mind.
It's so exciting.
Shaking my head, I thought maybe the senior was a devoted and good man who remained chaste for his wife.
But the possibility was extremely small. Men, after all, think with their lower body, and she had heard a lot of scandals in the workplace. Not to mention such a big boss.
No lover? I don't believe it.
Following his nature, the gossipy Martian asked Lin Zhizhou about his personal matters as if it was unintentional.
"Senior, are you married?"
Lin Zhizhou paused on the computer and looked up at her.
Shen Tinglan realized that he had spoken out of turn and was thinking about saying something to neutralize the atmosphere.
Thinking.
Lin Zhizhou retracted his gaze and returned it to the computer, saying calmly, "I do want to get married."
Shen Tinglan felt that he had spoken out of turn a second ago, but after hearing his tone, he was filled with curiosity again.
Something happened.
He whispered tentatively, "Oh? So you have a girlfriend?"
The man chuckled: "Girlfriend?"
Glancing sideways, his gaze fell on her rosy, plump cheeks, and he frowned and said seriously, "I don't know if she's willing."
Shen Tinglan turned her head to stare at her well-behaved legs, not noticing the undisguised strong affection of the man beside her.
She grew even more curious and moved closer to him, continuing to gossip and ask, "Is there anyone who looks down on our senior and is so ungrateful?"
After hearing her words, Lin Zhizhou smiled meaningfully and nodded in agreement: "You are quite ungrateful."
Well.
Topic terminator.
"Okay." He handed the computer to her.
Shen Tinglan took the computer, took a look, and was delighted: "It's all done."
He sincerely thanked Lin Zhizhou and said in a flattering tone, "Thank you so much, Senior. You are such a big leader, and it's really a waste of your talent to do this."
When I looked up, I saw Lin Zhizhou leaning slightly against the sofa, rubbing his forehead. It seemed that he had drunk too much.
Without thinking, I blurted out, "Are you feeling unwell? Did you drink too much? I remember you couldn't hold your liquor well before. Would you like a cup of honey water?"
The conversation was caring, familiar, and full of complaints.
Forgetting the disparity in status, asking these questions is obviously overstepping the bounds.
Lin Zhizhou leaned on the sofa, his eyes half-closed, a smile on his lips, and watched her reaction.
The voice was gentle: "Okay."
Still has some conscience.
The latter received the reply and without delay, hurried to the front desk downstairs to get some honey.
When she returned to the suite with a cup of warm honey water, the man seemed to be asleep, with his hand on his forehead.
Holding the cup of water, she walked slowly and carefully, afraid of waking him up, and almost put her foot on his shoulder. She went forward to take a closer look, and it seemed that he was really asleep.
She lowered her head, and the ends of her hair accidentally fell on the man's neck, brushing back and forth.
After some subtle teasing, the man opened his eyes without any warning and stared silently at the woman who was about to wake him up.
His dark eyes were deep and bewitching, as if they wanted to suck her into his eye sockets.
Shen Tinglan hurriedly dodged and suppressed the strange feeling rising in his heart.
Comfort yourself, handsome guys have this special ability, they are captivating at a glance.
When I get back, I will watch more videos of men with abs to improve my immunity.
Keep calm: "The honey water is ready" and bring the honey water to Lin Zhizhou.
Lin Zhizhou took the cup of water and shook his wrist slightly.
He lowered his eyes to look at the yellowish water in the cup, his thoughts churning.
"What's wrong? Is it hot?"
No, she tested the temperature and it was just right.
Just as she was about to go forward, take the cup and refill it.
"Chen Tinglan's" low and hoarse voice is filled with so much emotion.
Shen Tinglan paused in his forward movement, alarm bells ringing: "What...what happened?"
The man came back to his senses, shook his head, and drank the warm honey water in one gulp.
Shen Tinglan gave him a strange look, indicating that he didn't understand.
There is something wrong with this person. He calls people but doesn't speak.
'Japanese Dragon Baggy Pants'.
The sweet warm water slowly slid in, warming the entire chest, and the depressed mood was relieved.
He looked at her with half-lowered eyes, his gaze focused.
Shen Tinglan, I miss you so much.
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