Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 506 Take a shower first

Ji Anzhi's whole face was flushed red, and he just stood at the entrance of the Imperial City Hotel and refused to leave.

Go to a hotel to open a room?
Why did this gentleman say it lightly?

Song Keyan smiled, "The nearest hotel is mine, come with me. You must be very uncomfortable now, right? Change your clothes, and I'll take you back to the teacher's apartment."

Ji Anzhi touched his face with his hand, it was very cold and sticky.

Song Keyan pulled her sleeves and got into the car. He said to the assistant lightly, "Let's go."

"Yes, sir."

Ji Anzhi's entire face was flushed, and he sat stiffly in the back seat of the car, not even daring to say a word.

Song Keyan glanced at her, knowing that she was very nervous, and explained: "My hands are cold, so I won't hold you."

Her face was as red as Zhaoxia, as if all her thoughts had been guessed by him.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of the hotel, and the doorman came forward to open the door.

The originally warm compartment was suddenly blown by a gust of cold wind, making Ji Anzhi feel a little uncomfortable.

She turned her head and glanced at Song Keyan, who frowned even more.

She wanted to laugh, Young Master Song, what can Shen Dong do with you like this?
The two got out of the car and walked quickly inside.

Song Keyan led her directly to the presidential suite on the top floor.

Ji Anzhi clutched his long windbreaker nervously, his heart beating wildly.

For the first time in her life, she had a room with a man, not with her boyfriend, but... with her former student's father?
Can't tell what it's like.

Song Keyan opened the door and led her in.

The presidential suite is huge and has a lot of space, so Ji Anzhi is not so depressed.

Song Keyan relaxed, the room was very warm.

He took off his suit jacket casually, looked at her with a smile, "You take a shower first."

bath? !
Ji Anzhi grabbed his windbreaker jacket tightly and looked at him with flushed cheeks.

The nervous look resembles a frightened elk, and a pair of big dark eyes are fixedly looking at him.

Song Keyan's deep gaze slipped from her face to her little white hand, which was unconsciously clutching the windbreaker on her body.

Obviously, she was nervous.

"Go ahead, I'm watching TV outside."

Watching TV outside?

Ji Anzhi saw him smiling slightly, and immediately realized it.He is reassuring her heart.

Her heart suddenly warmed up.She looked at him gratefully, "Okay. Thank you, Mr. Song."

She quickly walked into one of the bedrooms in the presidential suite, entered the bathroom, and began to rinse the red wine off her body.

Very sticky.

Song Keyan glanced at the door, picked up his mobile phone and made a call with someone.

After a while, his assistant came in with a paper bag.

"Sir, this is a dress for Miss Ji."

Song Keyan reached out to take it, and said lazily: "Notify the major hospitals that a woman named Sun Baixue is strictly prohibited from seeing a doctor. She is not allowed to be treated!"

The corner of the assistant's mouth twitched, and he nodded quickly.

They want to offend Mr. Song.

This Mr. Song looks gentle on the surface, but he is really not a good person behind his back...

The assistant was about to go out when he suddenly remembered Song Keyan's previous order, "Sir, the young master is on his way."

Song Keyan nodded.

The assistant just went out when there was a sudden scream in the bathroom.

He couldn't help frowning, and walked over with the paper bag, "Miss Ji? What's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)