ace female assistant

Chapter 287 Tossing the Dead
Hearing what she meant, he also knew that she was leaving. Shang Shaocheng's heart was full just a second ago, but at this moment, he suddenly felt empty and lost.

He wanted to keep her, but his mind went blank, and he couldn't find any reason.

Indeed, in the middle of the night, in the hotel room, a man and a widow, what reason could there be to keep her here besides sleeping?

He could only endure the disappointment in his heart, and replied calmly: "Well, kneel down."

Cen Qinghe rolled his eyes and said teasingly: "I'm sick, so let's stop being so burdened with idols, okay? Go to bed later, please suppress your self-admiration, put on your clothes, cover the quilt, I'm leaving, no delivery."

After speaking, she was afraid that he would retaliate, so she turned around and walked out.Looking at the back of her turning and leaving, he really wanted to call her back, but he had no excuses or reasons, he could only watch her leave, thinking that she was also a dead duck with a hard mouth, she was obviously worried about him, and wanted to tell him a few words , but I have to beat around the bush.

Cen Qinghe left Shang Shaocheng's room, and on the way back, he couldn't help exhaling softly.Thinking of being dragged to the bed by him before, she still felt a little deer in her heart, and blamed him for wearing a very seductive face. If it was put in the ancient Liao Zhai, then he was a male fox who had cultivated into a spirit.

She kept reassuring herself in her heart, people are visual animals, they will look twice when they see beautiful things, and when they see beautiful people, they will naturally have some thoughts, this is normal.

If she and him are all muttering on the bed without any thought at all, then it can only be said that she is not a woman, or that Shang Shaocheng is too sissy.Obviously, these two points are not true, she is a pure woman, and Shang Shaocheng is a pure man whose appearance is easy to seduce.

Thinking wildly all the way, Cen Qinghe took the elevator downstairs and returned to his room.

I had insomnia before, and I finally fell asleep. This time, I was woken up by him in the middle of the night, and now I lay down again. Cen Qinghe was full of energy, and his two big eyes stared like light bulbs.

Tossing and turning, she thought about many things, such as the relationship with Cen Haifeng, such as how to face Xiao Rui in the future, and wondered if Xiao Rui suddenly rejected Xiao Fangying so much, would Xiao Fangying suspect anything, and Cen Haifeng With Xiao Fangying, I don't know if it's broken, if it's broken, whether it's clean, or if it's broken.

Xu Li looks very powerful, but she is too simple. For so many years, she has always thought that Cen Haifeng is a good husband of the Gu family, and that Cen Qinghe has never fallen in love after listening to her.

But Cen Haifeng cheated under her nose, and Cen Qinghe had been in love with Xiao Rui for nearly four years.

Every time Cen Qinghe thinks of this, he will feel sorry for Xu Li. The more he loves her, the more he hates Cen Haifeng.

After much deliberation, I went back to the original point, from love to hatred.

Raising his hand to turn on the phone, he squinted to check the time. It has been more than an hour since Cen Qinghe came back from Shang Shaocheng.

Recalling the process from the first acquaintance to the acquaintance with Shang Shaocheng, it was really a sad experience that was thunderous and unbearable, as long as I think of it, I wish I could cry like rain.

Cen Qinghe wondered to herself, she could really bear it, for a top-notch person like Shang Shaocheng, he would have to run away in anger if he changed eight hundred assistants.I have seen difficult to serve, but I have never seen such difficult to serve.

She has a bad temper, has a poisonous mouth, turns her face like a book, and doesn't care much about her private life. If it weren't for his good intentions, she would have given up on it long ago.

Speaking of the heart, Cen Qinghe thought to himself, some people are really like durians, which pierce and smell bad, but as long as you get used to it, you can't quit after eating it.

Tomorrow, she really has to praise him face to face, saying that he is like a durian, he will definitely give her a cold look, and then fight back with a vicious mouth.

She could clearly imagine that scene in her mind, and it was ridiculous just thinking about it.

Lying on his side, in the dark, Cen Qinghe raised the corners of his lips, as if he was insane.

Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone lit up, illuminating most of the space, and the ringtone came half a beat later. Cen Qinghe was not asleep, so he picked it up very quickly, and the words Shang Shaocheng called were displayed on it.

I really miss Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Cen Qinghe was puzzled, so he slid the switch button, "Hello?"

Shang Shaocheng's dying voice came from the phone, saying, "Come here."

Cen Qinghe asked: "What's the matter? Are you better?"

Shang Shaocheng replied in a deep voice: "Take me to the hospital, I'm going to die."

After speaking, he hung up directly.

Cen Qinghe was so frightened that he immediately sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.

She called Shang Shaocheng again, but Shang Shaocheng didn't answer, and she didn't know if it was his deliberate prank, anyway, he could do it.

In the end, she was still in a hurry, so she had to put on her clothes again, go out with her room card, and headed straight to the 29th floor.

At 2910, Cen Qinghe pushed the door, but the door was closed, so she had to ring the doorbell.

Not long after, the door was opened from the inside, and she saw Shang Shaocheng in a white bathrobe, leaning against the wall with a particularly ugly expression.

Raising her eyes, she asked aloud, "What happened?" Why is it getting worse?
Shang Shaocheng leaned against the wall, his face was pale, and he looked sideways at Cen Qinghe, and he replied in a low voice: "Since you came here, I have vomited three times, and I am about to vomit out the gall... Take me to the hospital quickly. "

His voice was trembling, and Cen Qinghe was really scared, so he hurriedly said: "Ah, let's go, hurry up..."

Talking about leaving, she glanced at Shang Shaocheng's calves exposed outside the bathrobe, and said in a hurry: "You need to change clothes." You can't go out dressed like this.

Shang Shaocheng walked back holding the wall, and Cen Qinghe immediately followed, reaching out to hold his left arm.

"Did I give you too much medicine?" She looked at him sideways and asked.

Shang Shaocheng's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he replied in a low voice: "Cen Qinghe..."

"If I die in Winterfell, don't worry, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost... I'll chop dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut for you and feed them to Xiao Er."

Cen Qinghe heard his lack of breath voice, frowned and said: "Oh, what time is it, save your energy and go to the hospital to talk about it."

Helping Shang Shaocheng into the inner room, let him sit on the edge of the bed, she went to the side and took his clothes and pants, handed them to him and said, "Put them on quickly, I will take you to the hospital."

After the words fell, she watched him lean and fall on the bed.

With her eyes widened, she hurriedly leaned over, leaned over to look at him and said, "Shang Shaocheng, are you alright?"

Shang Shaocheng squinted his eyes slightly, and replied in a low voice: "It's boring."

Cen Qinghe said: "Persist, put on your clothes first, let's go downstairs and take a taxi to the hospital."

Shang Shaocheng blinked his long eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "I'm really bored...you can help me wear it."

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe stared immediately, "How can I help you wear it?"

Shang Shaocheng said weakly: "I'll let you take advantage of it, anyway, I'm really at the end of my strength now."

Listening to his joking words, she frowned and said, "Stop making trouble, get up and get dressed quickly, so that I can take you to the hospital."

Shang Shaocheng didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids, so he whispered: "Which eye of yours saw me making trouble? Cen Qinghe..."

"what?"

"Help me get dressed."

"..."

Cen Qinghe even wanted to call 120, and stood there hesitantly. She stared at Shang Shaocheng who was lying on the bed for a long time. After watching for a long time, she was sure that he was really not pretending. While cursing, he said: "I really owe you, I even gave you clothes, why don't you let me carry you downstairs?"

The trousers looked good anyway, she helped him take off his slippers, then inserted her feet into the trouser legs and lifted them up to her knees.

He was covered by a bathrobe, so she couldn't see anything, so she couldn't help but babbled: "The more I talk about buying you a coat, the more you won't wear it. If you don't wear it, don't wear it. Are you okay now? You deserve it for freezing to death... ..."

She leaned over, grabbed his wrists with both hands, and pulled him to sit up in a puddle of mud.

"Sit still, I won't help you if you fall down."

Shang Shaocheng sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed. Cen Qinghe adhered to the purpose of 'saving the dying and healing the wounded', and took off his bathrobe without distraction. He sat in front of her topless. She took the shirt, moved closer to him, and wrapped her hands around over his shoulders and help him put it on.

Shang Shaocheng squinted his eyes slightly, and what caught his eyes was a cashmere sweater of unidentifiable color, with a familiar scent in his nose, he raised his head slightly, just in time to meet the fullness of Cen Qinghe's chest.

Cen Qinghe was putting on his sleeves, and she caught a glimpse of his movements and eyes from the corner of her eye. Without thinking about it, she immediately reached out and patted his head hard, "Where are you looking?"

Shang Shaocheng frowned when she patted him, and looked away, because he had no strength, so he couldn't even make a sound of pain.

With both sleeves on, she quickly buttoned his shirt.

Taking a step back, she said, "Get up, and pull up your pants."

At present, Shang Shaocheng's appearance is very 'fashionable', with a white shirt on his upper body, a white hotel bathrobe piled up from his waist to his thighs, and his trousers are brought up to his knees. It looks mix-and-match and sexy.

Shang Shaocheng reached out and grabbed the bathrobe around his waist, and flung it aside. Cen Qinghe took the opportunity to get the shoes without peeking at him.

When she came over with his shoes, he was standing by the bed, slowly buttoning his trousers.

"Then, put on your shoes."

She is really like a maid this time, even the shoes have to be arranged for him.

When he lifted his feet to put on his shoes, he raised a hand by the way, motioning for Cen Qinghe to help him.

Cen Qinghe stood over and used his whole body as his armrest. He put his arm on her shoulder and slowly put on his shoes.

"Let's go to the hospital."

Shang Shaocheng didn't speak, it seemed that he was really uncomfortable.Before going out, Cen Qinghe took off his trench coat and put it on him.

Shang Shaocheng frowned and said, "Take it away."

Cen Qinghe said: "Don't carry it, look at your small body, if you really die here, I still have to take responsibility."

Shang Shaocheng reached out to take the windbreaker away, but with quick eyes and quick hands, she grabbed his cuff and pulled it off.

"Don't moji, I'll beat you again."

(End of this chapter)