Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 75 This is the best for you

Yu Tingchuan opened the door and saw Song Qingcheng in a bathrobe.

The girl raised her hands, holding a towel wrapped in wet hair, her white slender arms protruding from the sleeves of her robe, and the hotel’s disposable slippers on her feet, she was hesitant on her face, but after the door was opened , Put on a faint smile: “I just came to try, I thought you were not there.”

As she said, she pursed her mouth and bit her lower lip, then hesitated to say, “The hair dryer in my room is broken, can I borrow the one from you?”

While speaking, water drops dripped from the tips of the hair, sliding across the white cheeks and chin.

In this embarrassing look, he really didn’t see any crooked ideas that he shouldn’t be moving.

Just then, the phone rang in the room.

Yu Tingchuan withdrew his big hand on the doorknob and turned around to answer the phone. He stood by the desk. His tall and fuzzy figure was reflected on the glass of the window. His voice was a little hoarse, but it was more mature and sexy: “… …I’m in Harbin recently…Wait a few more days…At Hongtai Securities, please pay attention…”

Song Qingcheng stood outside the door, not sure about his attitude just now, whether he acquiesced to enter or refused?

However, the hesitation was only a moment, and she finally chose to enter the room.

The bathroom of the hotel is full of luxury. No wonder that one night’s stay cost one thousand and seventy-eight. Song Qingcheng did not close the bathroom door, holding a hair dryer, and walking through the wet hair room with one hand, standing carefully in front of the washstand. Blow up your hair.

A girl in her early twenties, her skin is so good that she can break it with her fingers. When she blows the air, her fair skin shows a faint blush.

Outside, Yu Tingchuan’s voice was faintly heard.

This phone call is a bit long.

Song Qingcheng’s hair blowing movement gradually became absent-minded. Looking at her eyebrows in the mirror, she knew better than anyone else. Her appearance was leaning towards Mingyan, unlike the delicate beauty. As long as she frowned, she could cause men’s troubles. Pity, it’s easier for me to become a man’s plaything…

This is a bit like the difference between long-term holdings and short-term selling.

Ge Wenjuan obviously also regarded her as a considerable short-term sell-off of futures…

Song Qingcheng’s sight was suddenly attracted by the glass shelf on the wall next to the washstand.

On the shelf, in addition to toiletries, there are also two boxes of family planning supplies, which have not been opened and are brand new.

Many successful people recruit senior ladies to come to serve when they are on business trips. Song Qingcheng can’t control his guess and can’t help thinking about whether Yu Tingchuan is in Harbin these days, will he also look for other women at night?

Although she is not a man, she also understands the needs of men.

Especially men in their 30s.

Ten men, nine colors, and one is color blind.

This statement is not unfounded.

Even if he doesn’t go out and look for it, the local cooperator or the employee underneath cannot guarantee that a woman will not be ready for him.

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Outside Yu Tingchuan, who didn’t know Song Qingcheng’s thoughts, the line was closed, and he saw the shadow swaying from the door of the bathroom with a slender beauty.

Putting the phone back on the table, he walked to the window with the cigarette case and lighter.

Outside the window, is the Songhua River winding to the distance.

Yu Tingchuan leaned on the edge of the window sill, lowered his head and nodded a cigarette, his movements were free and easy, but his elegance was not reduced by half.

The buzzing of the hair dryer continued in the room. After a while, he lit a cigarette out of the window, and his thoughts went further and further.

When I saw Song Qingcheng sitting on the ground at the train station, she had a frank smile on her face. At that moment, he felt that she was a simple little girl who couldn’t be simpler, even if she was rebellious occasionally, but overall it was not bad. Obedient, but this idea just came out, and another problem that had been entangled with him for days followed.

It was such a little girl, he had an inexplicable relationship with her.

Because of his loss of control, many things can’t go back to the original point.

Yu Tingchuan felt that it might be because he hadn’t been a woman for a long time, so he was blinded by a clumsy method. He naturally knew that his words and deeds were a bit out of character in the hotel’s underground parking lot that night.

At the age of 34 and 22, what lies between them is more than the generation gap brought about by age.

I have already passed such an age of casual behavior.

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When Song Qingcheng came out of the bathroom, she saw Yu Tingchuan holding her hands on the window sill and looking at the night view in the distance. She walked closer, stretched out her hand, and slowly hugged Yu Tingchuan from behind, with her cheek pressed against the shirt behind him.

Just like at the train station, this hug soon ended.

Yu Tingchuan took away the hands she clasped in front of her, turned around and asked, “Is it done?”

“Yeah.” Song Qingcheng curled his lips.

She was thinking about how to organize the language so that she could stay here tonight. Yu Tingchuan started to rush her first: “Go back and rest. I will send you to the airport tomorrow.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t expect him to make this arrangement, not to mention staying overnight, he couldn’t even stay one day longer.

She approached Yu Tingchuan, holding his shirt close together, her expression a little disappointed.

At this moment, she was like a ignorant and innocent child again.

A low sigh sounded over Song Qingcheng’s head. She heard Yu Tingchuan say: “This is the best for you. I said before that you are still young, and you cannot regret what you are doing now.”

This kind of exhortation is stronger than ever before.

Song Qingcheng’s eyes were slightly wet and red, as he was about to refute his last time in the rental house, when the doorbell rang first.

Yu Tingchuan took her hand away and went to open the door.

A sweet female voice immediately sounded in the room: “I thought you were already asleep, but I was worried that I would disturb the boss’ rest.”

From the location of Song Qingcheng Station, there was no way to see the situation at the entrance.

But Song Qingcheng remembered that woman’s voice was heard on Yu Tingchuan’s phone during the day.

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This article is also called “My Cute Wife Always Thinking About Me To Sleep With Other Women”/(ㄒoㄒ)/

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