"Ah-huh?" Mu Qing stopped abruptly, staring blankly at the two people inside.

Zhuo Fu touched her shoulder and whispered, "Although you stole my glasses, I can see clearly that they are a couple, a man and a woman."

There were two people standing in the elevator, one was a slender girl and the other was a man in a white coat.

"Hello, do you want to come in?" the man said politely.

"No, I'm sorry to disturb you, I wish you a happy life, goodbye." Mu Qing closed the elevator and watched the two go up.

"Strange, are we really so old that we can't even recognize our son?" Mu Qing muttered.

"No." Zhuo Fu pointed to the heat preservation bucket in her hand, "Also, aren't you here to deliver chicken soup to the boys of the K.F.C team?"

Mu Qing slapped her head: "Oh yes! I've been too busy to forget. They are on business trips these few days and can only broadcast live in the hotel. Hurry up and send me up to express my condolences."

After the elevator descended again, the two walked in and pressed the button on the 28th floor.

After the restaurant manager got off work, he passed the lobby and went up to greet the two receptionists. One of the receptionists showed a professional smile and beckoned under the table.

"You guys are on night shift today?" the restaurant manager asked, sighing when he saw them nodding and admitting, "Hey, it's hard for you—huh? What was that just crawling under my nose?"

The front desk immediately blocked his view and smiled: "There is nothing, you didn't see anything."

"Obviously, two men climbed out from under your table!" The restaurant manager was shocked, turned his head and saw that two men with tall legs suddenly stood up and rushed towards the door with their backs to him.

The manager looked back at the two of them in horror, and said in a low voice, "You too...how can you hide a man here? Can't afford to open a room upstairs? Oh, you can't afford it."

Two receptionists: "..."

Zhuo Shu and Ying Tongchen got into the car, collapsed on the seat, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"What's the matter?" Ying Tongchen smiled helplessly.

"It seems that the hotel is no longer safe." Zhuo Shu sighed, "After the villa procedures are completed, let's go there directly."

Ying Tongchen asked, "What should we do now?"

"Continue?" Zhuo Shu asked uncertainly.

"Forget it, the clothes are all given to others." Ying Tongchen yawned, "Let's go back to our respective homes."

Zhuo Shu didn't say a word.

Ying Tongchen opened the car door, didn't know what to think, and withdrew his foot again, turned around and asked, "By the way, how did you explain the matter on your neck to your parents?"

Zhuo Shu's lips twitched, and it took a long while before he made a voice: "Just fool around, they are very good at cheating."

"Really?" Ying Tongchen pointed to it, "If they are so easy to deceive, why would they come to guard the door?"

"That's what I want to know, too." Zhuo Shu was puzzled. Before he went out, Zhuo Fu also specifically explained that he had brought daily necessities. Why did he follow Mu Qing to the hotel to find someone in a blink of an eye? He also brought chicken soup with him. ?

"Maybe it's because I'm afraid that you are weak, so I brought some soup to make up for you?" Zhuo Shu guessed.

"..." Ying Tongchen rubbed his head angrily, "Who the hell is wrong, you'll be dizzy after running a few floors."

"How many floors is that? It's 30 floors rounded up, how high is it." Zhuo Shu clutched his chest with lingering fears, "It's over, I'm a little suffocated when I think about it, and I need artificial respiration urgently."

You should smile with the dust and watch the play politely.

"Help, help." Zhuo Shu leaned over and pouted, and then he kissed the phone screen.

Click.

Zhuoshu woke up.

Ying Tongchen took back the phone, glanced at the photo, laughed out loud, and gave Zhuo Shu a look: "Look, does it look like a hungry pig?"

Zhuo Shu's expression tightened: "Delete."

"No."

"Let's make a price, how much does it cost to delete?" Zhuo Shu took a negotiating stance.

"Since you asked for it, I can't be polite." Ying Tongchen nodded in agreement.

Zhuo Shu glanced at him: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Auntie Lin called me in the afternoon and said that the water pipe in her house was broken and wanted you to help repair it." Ying Tongchen looked at him innocently.

Zhuo Shu was silent for a moment, his blue veins burst, and he let out an angry hum: "I'm not going! Don't think about it! Go and go by yourself."

"Okay, that photo doesn't need to be deleted." Ying Tongchen's mouth curved, and he kicked his foot outside, "I'll go back by myself. You drive well and pay attention to safety."

Ying Tongchen took a day off at home, contacted Auntie Lin with the plumber, and then went to work in the studio for a day.

The holiday is officially over.

The next day, all had to return to their posts.

Although the hearts of the students could not be recovered immediately, they had to continue to work hard when they looked at the exam papers and textbooks.

"Report." Zhuo Zi shouted.

Ying Tongchen sat in the office preparing lessons, and replied without looking up, "Come in."

Zhuo Zi put the homework on his desk and sighed as he watched his serious foreshadowing.

Why did she hit the CP of her brother and teacher?

Such a good teacher, is Zhuo Laogou worthy of it?

Can't match!

Ying Tongchen raised his head and saw that the young girl in bloom showed a sad face of menopause: "What's the matter with you? Have something on your mind?"

"Alas." Zhuo Zi sighed heavily, "Teacher, you have to be good."

Ying Tongchen: "?"

"Oh, by the way, wait a minute." Ying Tongchen opened the drawer, took out an unpackaged necklace, and placed it on the table, "You did well in the last month's test, so I'll reward you with this. I don't know. It looks good, I bought it for my relatives, but I accidentally bought too much."