Chapter 1071

Zeng Mingyue looked at Jiabei with chagrin and felt that his little mind seemed to be seen through by him.

"Fu... Why is Mr. Fu here?"

Jiabei looked at Zeng Mingyue and felt that the times they met today were too many for him to remember her.

"Miss Zeng seems to like this ice bag very much?"

Jiabei didn't answer Zeng Mingyue's words, but picked her eyebrows and looked at the ice bag in her hand.

It seems that he bought this ice bag.

"Ha ha, ice bag, I still need to use it. After all, my face hasn't been detumescence. Ice compress seems to be quite effective. Well... After all, this is a professional medical ice bag. I think it's more professional than those in the hospital."

Zeng Mingyue said solemnly and nodded in order to increase credibility.

Gaby raised her eyebrows again. Is that right.

But he didn't think any more. He turned away and asked the receptionist.

"Can you check Zhou Jin'an's room number for me?"

The receptionist stared at Jiabei with glowing eyes. Now she was swept by Jiabei's eyes and her face turned red.

"No... sorry, it's inconvenient for us to disclose customer information."

Jiabei didn't say anything. He opened his wallet and took out his ID card and a black card. "Open a room and ask Zhou Jin'an to the door."

The receptionist was stunned, and Gaby's slender finger tapped twice on the counter.

"This also violates industry regulations?"

"No, no, I'll open a room for Mr. right now. Please wait a moment."

The receptionist got busy, quickly opened the room and handed the room card to Jiabei.

Jiabei took the room card, nodded slightly to Zeng Mingyue and walked to the elevator.

"Miss, your ice bag... If you have to put it in the refrigerator, you can give it to me. I'll send it to you for freezing. When it's frozen, I'll give it back to you. Do you think that's ok?"

Hearing the question from the receptionist, Zeng Mingyue quickly smiled and handed the ice bag to him, said thank you, and hurried to the elevator.

But she was in a hurry, and the elevator door closed slowly when she arrived.

Zeng Mingyue was disappointed and frustrated, holding the wall to breathe, but at this time, a bony hand blocked the gap to be closed at the last moment.

The elevator door slowly opened again and a sound sounded.

"Can't you come up?"

Zeng Mingyue raised her head fiercely and looked at the man standing in the elevator.

He was bathed in the light of the elevator. He was handsome and dazzling. The high bridge of his nose reflected the light, setting off his dark eyes more and more deep and clear.

"Up! Up!"

Zeng Mingyue's eyes lit up and ran to the elevator.

As a result, he tripped in a panic and threw himself in.

"Be careful."

The waist was firmly supported by one hand. The man's nice voice came. Zeng Mingyue hasn't responded yet. The hand has been taken back.

Polite never stops for another second.

Zeng Mingyue was sweet and lost. He lowered his head, thanked the urn, and stared at Jiabei's hand hanging on one side.

How could anyone look so good everywhere.

Jiabei stood there, his back to Zeng Mingyue, and he could feel the burning eyes from behind.

He glanced at the elevator door. The girl probably forgot about the reflection on the elevator wall and looked obsessed.

In fact, Jiabei is no stranger to this kind of vision. After all, his appearance inherits the advantages of Fu Yichen and Su MI, and is indeed very outstanding.

He has been used to this kind of vision since he was young. But today I don't know how, but I think my eyes can burn.

Jiabei thought that maybe the appreciation in the girl's eyes behind her was too warm and obvious, and her eyes were too clear and bright.

He put his hand quietly into his pocket. The girl's eyes moved with his hand, and then his face showed undisguised regret and disappointment.

The expression is very rich and fresh.

Jiabei felt a little funny and gently pulled her lower lip, which turned her head.

"What floor does Miss Zeng go to?"

"Ah! I... 17th floor."

Zeng Mingyue regained her mind and remembered that she was stupid when she came in. She forgot to press the elevator.

She answered, took a step forward, raised her hand and found that the 17th floor of the elevator had been lit.

Zeng Mingyue looked at Jiabei in surprise. "Mr. Fu also went to the 17th floor?"

"It's a coincidence."

Gabe smiled.

Zeng Mingyue's heart was filled with inexplicable sweetness. She felt that she might really have a fate with Fu Jiabei.

Maybe heaven was moved by her years of secret love?

Would she like to take the initiative and grasp it?

Just thinking, the elevator stopped on the 7th floor, the elevator door opened, and a drunken man staggered in holding the elevator wall.

"Burp..."

The man was obviously drunk, bent over, burping, and pulling his clothes. He looked a little dangerous.

Zeng Mingyue instinctively left him and took a step behind Jiabei.

"Oh, beauty, what are you hiding from!"

The man seemed to be aware of Zeng Mingyue's evasion and suddenly looked up at her with scarlet eyes and terrible expression.

He said, reaching out drunk to catch Zeng Mingyue.

But without touching Zeng Mingyue, Jiabei kicked him. The man shouted, and then knelt on the ground.

"You fucking..."

The man was still swearing. Jiabella took Zeng Mingyue one step back and stepped behind the drunkard. Then she kicked her feet out like the wind.

"Ow!"

With a scream, the man was kicked on his ass by Gabe and rolled out of the open elevator.

It's really rolling out.

Jiabei stepped forward and pressed the door close button. Before the man got up from the ground in a daze, the elevator door had been closed and continued to go up.

Zeng Mingyue was stunned and recovered after half a ring.

"You... You just kicked him out?"

"Otherwise?"

Gaby raised her eyebrows.

It's too clean. The man was cleaned out like garbage less than a minute before and after he came in.

And the man didn't even mess his clothes.

The male god is indeed a male god.

"Very... Very good, just thank you."

Zeng Mingyue apologized to Jiabei. Just now, the drunkard clearly wanted to hold her hand.

She now solemnly thanked her and found that her arm was still held by Gabe when he moved his feet to kick the drunkard, and he seemed to forget that he was still holding it now.

Zeng Mingyue's heart pounded and his face became hot again. He couldn't speak at once.

Her embarrassment reminded Jiabei. Jiabei loosened her hand and put her hand back into her suit trouser pocket.

But there was an idea in my heart.

Are the girl's arms so thin? I feel that the big arms are not as thick as his wrists. They seem to be very soft. Gee, I almost couldn't help pinching.