Childhood sweethearts:Your Highness,I want a hug!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Leng Yanxi puts the basin on the ground in a hurry, and wants to clean it with a handkerchief. But she finds that the handkerchief on her hand is black.

"I'm really sorry. I'm in such a hurry."

Cold Yan Xi flustered, in the heart scared extremely.

She is a part-time worker, no matter which guests she can not afford!

"I'll clean it for you."

Leng Yanxi holds a box of tissue directly from the side, but when she sees the only wet area in the night, she knows that tissue is useless.

It's thick in winter, and the water doesn't soak immediately.

"I'm really sorry, miss. If you don't sit down first, I'll get you a stove to dry."

Leng Yanxi is from the countryside. That's all she can think of.

Night the only hand to block her that tried to wipe with paper action, "No

See cold Yan Xi that careful appearance, the night only sighed a tone, admit bad luck, "I can handle by myself, you do your own thing."

"Ah..." the only calm night surprised Leng Yanxi.

Leng Yanxi met a lot of people after two days in the bar. She knew that these rich people in the city were not easy to be provoked. It's strange that this beautiful young lady didn't scold her for such a big thing that she just spilled water!

Do you want to tell the supervisor directly and then dismiss her?

This is not going to work!

Leng Yanxi worried too much and almost knelt down to her, "Miss, please don't tell me what you need. I'm really sorry about this. Please don't tell the supervisor."

She needs the job and the salary.

Also thanks to night only good character, lazy with her about, "don't worry, you do your own things."

"But what about your wet clothes? Do you want me to find a dress for you to change? Or something else? "

"It's OK. I have spare clothes."

The only smile that night showed to her was to appease the timid heart.

Leng Yanxi stares at Yezhi walking into the back room. She can't help but follow her. Then she sees Yezhi standing in front of the door with a bell, typing in the password, pushing the door and walking in.

Leng Yanxi swallowed her throat.

So that person is the "Miss Qiao" that director Zhao said?

Cold Yanxi walks to the door, but when she accidentally touches the bell, it makes a sound.

Leng Yanxi leaves with a guilty heart.

As soon as she got to the front hall, she heard director Zhao asking who spilled a pool of water on the floor.

Leng Yanxi apologizes in a hurry, grabs the previous handkerchief and wipes off more on the ground. "I'm sorry, I spilled it when I was carrying the water. I'll deal with it now."

"Tut, it's you. How can you make your hands and feet rough? Clean them up quickly. In case the guests step on them, they will be in trouble."

"Okay, okay."

"Ah, supervisor, I just saw a very beautiful lady enter the bell room you said is not allowed to enter at will."

"Do you think that lady is pretty, too?"

"Yes, it's beautiful."

"That's not true. That's Miss Qiao. That's Miss Qiao. That's the real ancestor. I'd rather make trouble with yeshao than Miss Qiao. Remember!"

In addition, the only night, calm in the room for a new bath clothes.

Because she used to sweat after training with her master and elder martial brother here, there are special bathrooms and dressing rooms here. She never lacks clothes. She has several sets of spare lips all year round, and she will replace them in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Just when she was taking a bath, a small sample milk bottle on the stage suddenly fell down