Chapter 169 (1/2)
Mu Qinghuan went to open the door.
”Mr. ordered supper...” the waiter pushed the food in and retired.
Extremely stunned, Mu Qinghuan continued to clean, while speechless, the owner of the room, is not it? Why did you order supper?
I don't understand!
Quietly, with both hands to open the door of the bathroom, the man's strong body is under the pure white bath towel, adding a layer of temptation for no reason.
The honey chest is open, which shows the right strength and strength.
With arms in both hands, Feng Cheng wiped his hair and looked at Mu Qinghuan.
”Ah
A turn around to see someone in the room, Mu Qinghuan looks pale scream, subconsciously step back, waiting to see each other's face, that bit of panic, uneasiness, instantly become indifferent!
Is he the owner of the luxurious room?
”Sit down.” Tighten the towel, seal the city with eyes to indicate her left position.
”I'm sorry, you can't chat with guests at work!”
Head a low, Mu Qinghuan hard to wipe the floor, did not look up at him.
Feng Cheng can't help frowning and holding her hand, ”aren't you from the restaurant department?”
Where do I need to clean my room?
”Because Mr. Feng personally ordered me to come in and clean up, so the foreman asked me to come over and help others take over the shift!”
Now it seems that it's not a top shift!
He did it on purpose. He let her in to clean it on purpose!
Fengcheng obscure eyes, dangerous squint, ”that song, you make a price.”
”I said! I don't sell it! Please give up the idea Drooping eyes, Mu Qinghuan disdains to look at him!
”Don't want to make money?” With his strength, can easily, let Mu Qinghuan can't find any work.
And he doesn't want to do it yet
”I don't want to make this kind of money!” His face was determined. Mu Qinghuan's eyes were cold and refused to look at him.
”Accompany me first, and have something to eat together.” Hand suddenly released her, Feng Cheng sat on the chair, motioned Mu Qinghuan to have breakfast first.
”I'm afraid of indigestion!” Carrying cleaning utensils, Mu Qinghuan's front foot was just about to leave, but he pressed her shoulder impatiently, ”you make a price, I just want to buy this song as soon as possible, don't want to continue to drag.”
He is not the kind of person who hesitates. He will get what he thinks!
”No, sell!” Cold spit out these two words, Mu Qinghuan suppress the impulse to cry, not angry smile.
If I had known, that song would have become something that broke at the moment. If I killed her, it would have been impossible to write that kind of thing.
”It's done!” Carrying the bucket, Mu Qinghuan just turned to leave, but he just dragged her to sit.
As soon as her wrist slipped, the dirty water immediately overflowed and fell on the pure white cashmere blanket.
MuQing Huanmei is so distressed that the whole person is pressed on the seat and can't move.