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More than that, Luoxi felt unusual. When Mo Beichen learned from the shadow guard that he could still speak Portuguese without regret, he also felt very incredible. He remembered that Gu Qian had a special talent in language.

At that time, he found this and asked her to learn eight languages. Among them, the best one was not English, but Italian and Portuguese. Is it a coincidence?

Yan Luoxi came downstairs after finishing her work. She happened to meet no regrets. Her hair was tied up in a bun, tied with a headdress, no makeup, wearing a unified waiter's dress, a bow tie and high-heeled shoes. The whole person was amazing like a lotus flower.

She almost didn't recognize her. "Don't regret?"

Don't regret stopping, nodded to yanluoxi and called her like others, "Hello, boss."

Yan Luoxi turned around her and finally determined that she didn't regret. She stroked her chin. "I almost thought I was wrong and didn't regret. Your change is a little amazing."

Without regret, he hung his head shyly, "the boss joked."

"I think you are overqualified to be a waiter. I heard you can speak Portuguese. What language can you speak?" Yanluoxi looked at her regretless eyes and was full of admiration. Listening to Zhao Mei, she spoke Portuguese very smoothly and had no obstacles to communicate with the Portuguese, which made her feel like a treasure.

Don't regret biting your lower lip, "I can speak a little English."

Yanluoxi felt that she could speak Portuguese so well and idiomatically. She must know more than a little English. English should also be great. "Don't regret, I'm really curious about who you were before you went to practice in the mountains."

She doesn't regret biting her lips and saying nothing. It seems that she accidentally exposed herself.

Yan Luoxi saw that she had a difficult appearance. She patted her shoulder. "It doesn't matter. You don't want to say it. You don't regret it. Recently, foreigners from many countries will come to the hotel. The language level of the front desk staff is limited. I transferred you to the front desk. The salary is twice as high as now. What do you think?"

She didn't regret holding her hands together. She was very resistant to going to the current stage. First, she didn't want to expose herself more. Second, she was afraid of attracting attention. Yan Luoxi can recruit Mo Beichen up the mountain with her back. She doesn't know how long she can hide her identity in the face of the coming and going crowd.

Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Yan Luoxi inquired, "don't regret, don't you want to?"

Don't regret nodding, "boss, I'm afraid of strangers. Besides, I won't check in. I don't want to cause you trouble."

Yan Luoxi saw this. Although she was very sorry, she didn't force her any more. She lost and said, "well, you just came down from the mountain and let you face all kinds of guests. It's really a little difficult for you. Never mind. Let me know when you want to go to the front desk. We can talk about the salary again. "

"Thank you, boss."

"Go to work." Yanluoxi waved her hand and looked at the figure who didn't regret leaving. She shook her head regretfully and walked into the elevator.

When she reached the end of the corridor, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the empty elevator. She pursed her lips. She must be more careful next time. Even if they can't communicate, she can't go out to help rashly.

And she didn't know that in addition to the trouble here, there was a bigger trouble.

"No regrets, no regrets. The guests in the presidential suite need to change the sheets. Please go and deal with it immediately." The voice of my colleague came from the headset. I didn't regret that I didn't have time to think about it. I took a new sheet and took the elevator upstairs.

Standing outside the presidential suite, she reached out and rang the doorbell. Soon someone opened the door.

When she saw the man standing at the door, for a moment, she wanted to run away. Especially when the man looked at her, her eyes gradually became deep, which made her have the impulse to run away.

But her legs seemed to be nailed to the floor. She didn't move. "Guest, do you need to change the sheets?"

Mo Beichen leaned against the door and looked at her. She had changed a lot. She was wearing a monk's robe and hat. The appearance of clear soup hanging water was really ordinary.

But now she was wearing a uniform. Although she didn't apply powder, it was much more pleasing to the eye than her previous dress. He stepped aside and said, "come in."

Don't regret to bite your teeth secretly, remind yourself in your heart, take him as an ordinary customer, change the sheets and leave. She said, "excuse me."

Don't regret changing the sheets and entering the presidential suite. Mo Beichen closed the door. He followed with his arms and stared at her back for a moment. Without the unsophisticated monk robe and plain clothes, she looked exquisite and petite, and her back was more and more similar to Gu Qian.

He stared at her in a daze.

Don't regret rolling up the quilt and putting it on the chair, then dismantling the sheets and spreading them on. The two strong eyes behind her made her feel very uneasy. Would he find anything if he stared at her like this?

Not regretting the uneasy speculation, she felt more and more uncomfortable with the eyes on her. She just wanted to change the sheets quickly and leave here.

Mo Beichen saw her hurriedly spreading the sheets. The more she wanted to do it, the worse it was. He walked over and said, "do you want me to help?"

"No, guest, it's our duty." She didn't regret feeling him close, and even could smell the smell of Cologne on him. It was faint, lingering in her nose with his unique breath, and her heart was even more flustered.

It was not easy to spread the sheets. Sweat beads came from the tip of her nose. She paved the quilt again. As soon as she turned back, she almost bumped into the man's arms. She was so frightened that she hurried back. As a result, her heel touched the bedside. She fell hard and sat on the big bed. She was very embarrassed.

Mo Beichen bent down slightly. He looked at her quietly. His eyes fell on the tip of her nose. His eyes were slightly dark, "don't regret, I heard you can speak Portuguese?"

Don't regret. She trembled hard in her heart. She knew that he was a bad comer. She quickly adjusted her state of mind. At the moment, she didn't regret. She generously admitted, "a little."

"Really?" Mo Beichen suddenly talked to her in Portuguese, which was almost reflexive. He answered in Portuguese without regret, "yes."

Mo Beichen said several sentences in Portuguese continuously, and answered briefly without regret. Then she saw that the man's eyes were getting darker and darker. It seemed that she finally gave up her heart, and switched back to the national language, "your Portuguese pronunciation is very standard. When did you learn it?"

"Bored on the mountain, a Portuguese benefactor left his luggage in the temple and didn't pick it up for a long time. I was curious and used it to learn." Without regret, she suddenly understood that Mo Beichen was listening to her pronunciation when he talked to her in Portuguese just now.

Fortunately, she had been on guard and her voice was much slower than before. She should have deceived him and he would not be suspicious.