There is no part about her stomach disease in her data!

Of course Lu Yao doesn't know, but now the boss asks him for an answer

Professional assistant Lu looked at Ning Qiaoqiao and said to Yu shaomo, "Mo Shao, I guess Miss Ning may have an irregular diet because of her previous work; Just like our Yu's employees, they often work overtime and have stomach problems more or less. "

Speaking of the last few sentences, Lu Yao's tone seemed to be a little sad.

So don't care about Miss Ning, Mo Shao. You also care about our reserved employees.

Who knows that Yu shaomo didn't buy it at all. He glanced coldly at Lu Yao, hooked his thin lips and said sarcastically, "do you have stomach disease? Like her? "

Lu Yao was stunned. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I... I have, but it's not as serious as Miss Ning."

He also wants to work in the position of Yu's president assistant. How dare he lie to Yu shaomo.

Yu shaomo glanced coldly at Lu Yao, lifted his long legs and walked towards the big bed. His cold voice threw down a sentence coldly: "contact the traditional Chinese medicine!"

Lu Yao looked like a Ling and lowered his head: "yes, Mo Shao."

Yu shaomo went to the bedside and stared down at Ning Qiaoqiao. The painkillers should have worked. Her frowned eyebrows loosened a little and seemed to be asleep.

Lu Yaogang turned to go, suddenly stopped to look at Yu shaomo and said, "Mo Shao, why don't you go to the next room to have a rest? I arranged for someone to come in and take care of Miss Ning. "

"Get out."

Yu shaomo ordered without looking back.

Lu Yao looked at Yu shaomo, his eyes flashed, lowered his head and said, "yes, Mo Shao."

Lu Yao left the presidential suite and closed the door from the outside. The room was completely quiet.

Yu shaomo stared at Ning Qiaoqiao for a while. His slender body turned and walked towards the bathroom. After a while, he came out with a wrung hot towel in his hand.

Open the quilt on Ning Qiaoqiao, and Yu shaomo wipes the sweat on her face and body with a towel.

"Yes."

Ning Qiao, who was sleeping, gave a cry and felt comfortable. She leaned against the hot towel in his hand again.

"You'll enjoy it."

Yu shaomo's eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiao. His low voice meant something difficult to understand.

"Ding Dong."

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Yu shaomo glanced at the direction of the door, stood up, covered Ning Qiaoqiao's quilt, raised his feet and walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, Ke Xiao stood outside with a woman in his arms.

"What's up?" Yu shaomo glanced coldly at Ke Xiao.

Ke Xiao said with a smile, "I met your assistant just now. I heard that your girl is ill. How about it? Coriolis has a hospital in city A. do you want to send it? "

With that, Ke Xiao also took a meaningful look at Yu shaomo's hand holding a towel.

What's the meaning of this? Yu Er is taking care of people? Where does the sun come from today?

"No, she's all right." Yu Shao Mo Jun's face was expressionless.

"It's all right? It's all right. I'll go in and have a seat. I just want to tell you something. " Ke Xiao said and walked in.

He was really curious about who was inside and could let Yu Erqin take care of people automatically.

"Are you sick?" Yu shaomo stares at Ke Xiao and sneers.

How could he not see what Ke Xiao was thinking.

"What? I want to tell you about the land. "

Ke Xiao pretended not to understand Yu shaomo's words and said innocently.

Yu shaomo stared at Ke Xiao and smiled coldly, "if you're bored, take your girl back to play! Don't shake in front of me! "

After that, Yu shaomo directly slammed the door.

"Ke Shao..."

Outside the door, the beauty in her arms was frightened. She looked at Ke Xiao weakly, and her voice was sweet.

Ke Xiao was not angry. He glanced meaningfully at the closed door, looked down at the beautiful woman, smiled frivolously and said, "baby, since Mo Shao has spoken, let's listen to him and go back to play."

Ke Xiao took the beautiful woman to the presidential suite. The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Ke Shao, you are so bad."

……

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't sleep long and woke up after about two hours.

The stomach didn't hurt much. There was no sound in the quiet room. Ning Qiaoqiao sat up from the bed and frowned around.

The light in the room was very dark. She didn't know where her glasses had gone. There was only a vague shadow in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound outside the room. Ning Qiao narrowed his eyes and looked in that direction.

Is it Yu shaomo?

It should be him. Who else will be here besides him.

Ningqiao paused, got out of bed, narrowed his eyes and walked in the direction outside the door.

Fortunately, Ning Qiaoqiao is used to walking when she can't see clearly, and the carpet in the presidential suite is also very soft, so it's not difficult for her to walk.

"Wake up?"

In Ning Qiaoqiao's blurred vision, he suddenly heard Yu shaomo's high voice.

Her footsteps stopped subconsciously. Ning Qiao nodded and said, "well."

"Come here."

This time, in addition to Yu shaomo's voice, Ning Qiaoqiao also heard a voice similar to paper and pen.

Ning Qiaoqiao walked in the direction of Yu shaomo. When she got closer, she found that Yu shaomo was sitting at a table with several folders, pens and an open computer in front of him.

No wonder she heard the sound of paper and pen just now. It turned out that he was working.

But it's so late. Does he have to work?

"You stand so far, how can I hold you?"

Sitting in the office chair, Yu shaomo stared at Ning Qiao standing at the other end of the desk.

Her face was still a little white, but it was better than the previous pale, and her eyebrows were loosened. It seemed that her stomach was no longer painful.

"Ah?" Ning Qiao was stunned for a moment and walked towards Yu shaomo after he recovered.

Yu shaomo stared at Ning Qiaoqiao and walked towards him step by step. She was like a child who did something wrong. She bowed her head and didn't dare to look at him.

Ning Qiaoqiao, who had just approached, was suddenly pulled into his arms by Yu shaomo. Ning Qiaoqiao covered his mouth before he wanted to scream to stop the scream.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Yu shaomo's cold eyes stared at Ning Qiao's bare instep.

Ning Qiaoqiao is not used to being held by Yu shaomo like this. He lowers his head to cover up the disgust in his eyes and says, "I don't see where the shoes are."

The light in the bedroom is already dark, and there is a dark area beside the bed.

Yu shaomo raised his eyes, stared at Ning Qiao's slightly narrowed eyes and said, "are your eyesight so poor? Take off your glasses and you can't see anything? "

"It's not. It seems a little difficult to be far away. It's still no problem to be close." Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu shaomo and suddenly added, "for example, I can see you clearly now."

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