C14

Chu Fei and him sat in the backseat, and he turned to look at her. "Miss Wen, get on."

Wen Nuan shook his head, "I'll take a taxi."

"Get in." Chi Jingshen looked over and said indifferently.

Wen Nuan thought, he could also have a free car. Sitting in the front seat, she finally couldn't hold back her curiosity, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time.

Chu Fei seemed to have quite a deep relationship with him, as she used a handkerchief to wipe his fingers … He was blind, not his hand was broken …

"Where does Miss Wen live? "I'll send you off first." Chu Fei looked over and said crisply.

"I …" Wen Nuan looked at Chi Jingshen. She had nowhere to go, all the Li Xing was with him. But she didn't know what relationship Chu Fei had with Chi Jingshen. She thought for a moment, then said softly: "I'll get off right in front."

"I was afraid we'd come to your house for coffee." Chu Fei pursed his lips and smiled.

Chi Jingshen opened his eyes and said solemnly: "You may alight."

She took her bag and was about to roll away when she heard Chu Fei's gentle voice from behind her, "Then I'll come over tomorrow morning."

Hm?

Wen Nuan turned his head, only to see that Chu Fei had already opened the carriage door.

He wanted Chu Fei to leave?

This girlfriend is really tame, cute, and obedient!

Chu Fei glanced at Wen Nuan, laughed patiently, and took a few steps back.

The carriage quickly left Chu Fei alone in the middle of the night sky. From behind, Wen Nuan could see that he had been standing motionlessly the entire time.

"Does your girlfriend misunderstand?" Wen Nuan could not help but ask.

Chi Jingshen remained calm and ignored her.

This person's personality is so weird … Wen Nuan tactfully shut his mouth.

The car drove into the Phoenix Hotel.

Since Wen Nuan spent the third night here, she took the initiative to press on the elevator. He did not say a word. After entering the room, he went straight into his study.

Wen Nuan sat for a while, then pulled out his big box from the corner and carried his clothes to the bathroom.

The sloshing of the water made him feel extremely comfortable! She finished washing in great pain, and when she looked to the side, she found that she had not brought a towel and clothes with her …

The clothes she'd changed were smeared with true feelings, sweat and wine, and she couldn't wipe the water off her body. She fanned herself with her hands, then looked at his towel for a moment, still not daring to use it. After all, it was a man's towel. It felt like his skin was touching hers.

The nightgown was the birthday present Shen Yan gave her last year. It was a white silk, transparent and very short. With a slight bow, the hem of his clothes began to move upwards.

Going out just like that? He shouldn't be able to see it anyway …

She held on to the door frame and stuck her head out to take a look.

No lights!

He was standing in front of the french window. The moonlight shone through the window and enveloped him in the cool light. His back was straight and lonely. What had happened to make him lose his eyes?

She tiptoed over to her big suitcase. Although the room was large, it only had two bedrooms. The bedroom that he had assigned her was temporarily changed into a cloakroom. He slept on the bed while she slept on the sofa, saying that it was convenient for him to "have an accident" at night to take care of him.

Wen Nuan's luggage was hidden behind the sofa. He leaned over, one hand pressing onto the hem of his clothes while the other went into the chest to rummage through his clothes.

It was all Shen Yan, he had lost all her old pajamas. It was too dirty, a man would vomit when he looked at it. And then all the silk. She accepted the idea of marriage. Now, with her fingers holding onto a pair of black silk pants, her forehead was drenched in cold sweat … Turning to look at him, he saw that he had not moved, so he boldly lifted his foot and began putting it on his leg.

"How is your Department Six?" He suddenly spoke, turning his head slightly.

Wen Nuan let out an "Ah" sound, and the pants still stuck on her leg tripped her and she fell into the big box.

"Turn around, don't look …" She arched her back like an ostrich, frantically pulling up her pants and tugging at the hem of her skirt.

"Wrestled?" He turned around completely, and his dark eyes stared directly at the direction she was lying on.

When Wen Nuan turned his head and saw this scene, a buzzing sound filled his head as thousands of bees came rushing out and he couldn't hear anything else …

"Close your eyes!" She cried out in a low voice.

Chi Jingshen frowned, and said indifferently: "I can't see, do you need me to help you?"

Wen Nuan gasped for breath and reacted. That's right, he was blind! She exhaled deeply, thought for a moment, and put on a long T-shirt.

"Do you want me to help you?" he repeated, his voice rich.

"No need …" Wen Nuan covered his hot face, stood up and stuffed the big box back into its place with difficulty.

"How is your Department Six?" he asked again, folding his arms.

"I just got there. I don't know yet." Seeing that he was serious, Wen Nuan said softly: "But Manager Jia is very capable, he should be able to turn the situation around."

"Jia Yuanqing." He read the name and walked over slowly.

Wen Nuan immediately stepped aside.

From the window, he took five steps. Even a drop of sweat could be seen clearly from such a distance. She narrowed her eyes and suddenly put her hands on his eyes.

"What for?" He winced and grabbed her wrist.

"You …" Wen Nuan's soul was about to fly out of his body.

He ran his fingertips down her wrist and shook the tassels off the sleeve of her T-shirt.

"I... "To chase away mosquitoes …" Wen Nuan pulled back his hand.

Chi Jingshen's fingers slowly loosened, and he said indifferently, "Don't test me, no one wants to be blind."

Wen Nuan was embarrassed. This person was blind, he was even faster than someone who wasn't blind. After being embarrassed for a moment, she whispered: "Do you want to remove Department Six?"

Chi Jingshen sat down, crossed his legs and suddenly said with a faint smile.

Wen Nuan covered his mouth, this should be a secret!

"It wasn't Manager Jia who told me … "I guessed it …" she explained lamely.

Chi Jingshen still continued to smile. For some reason, Wen Nuan still felt that there was a deeper meaning behind his smile.

After sitting stiffly for a while, she took out her computer and sat in the corner to write her report. He opened up all the boxes he had bought in front of him. Just these few items, what did it feel like like to use them?

She picked one up with her brush, turned it around twice, and looked at Chi Jingshen. Did he use this? He should have used it before... Can you ask him? Forget it, don't get yourself into trouble. He might even think that she was trying to seduce him.

After half an hour, there were only a dozen or so words on the document. He typed them out, deleted them, and typed them again.

Suddenly the piano sounded in the room, and she looked in surprise for the source of the sound.

There was a piano on the deck. Chi Jingshen sat there, his long clean fingers dancing over the keyboard as the night light enveloped his shoulders. It looked like a perfect oil painting.

He had a whole set of secrets, it was like opening a door that he could not see the end of in front of Wen Nuan, attracting her to involuntarily walk forward.