Chapter 2680

"Okay, okay, I'm not going, I'm not going."

Enron said along with the words of jiangfengming. Then, he sat by the bed and let jiangfengming hold her hand.

"I'll bring the soup." Said the servant.

"Well, go ahead." Enron nodded.

The servant turned and left Jiang Fengming's bedroom. After a while, he came in with a bowl of steaming sobering soup.

"Put it there first. I'll feed him later." Enron said.

"Yes, Miss Enron. Young master, he is easy to sweat when he is drunk, and he is also easy to step on the quilt. When you go to bed later, please call me, so that I can take care of him at night." The servant said respectfully to Enron.

Enron nodded, "OK, I see."

The servant stooped, then turned and left the bedroom where the river was blowing, and closed the door by the way.

Enron listened to the footstep of the servant from near to far, determined that there was no one, and then gently called the jiangfengming.

"Brother..."

Jiang Fengming didn't respond and closed his eyes.

But when Enron tried to take out her hand, Jiang Fengming grasped her hand like a reflex.

But people are still tightly closed eyes, there is no meaning to wake up.

Enron had to let him grasp, at the same time saw the key chain on his bedside table.

Enron took the key chain and carefully found the key to the electronic door of Phoenix apartment.

Quickly find the logo on the key, Enron heart a joy, did not expect to find so smoothly.

Because one hand was tightly held by Jiang Fengming, Enron had to take out the rubber box in his pocket with one hand and open it.

Press the key against it. The front and back sides were pressed to make sure the mark was clear, and then the lid of the box was closed.

Put the box back on the body, Enron put the key back on the bedside table, as if nothing had happened.

I don't know how long later, Jiang Fengming grabbed Enron's hand and released it automatically.

Enron took the opportunity to break free of his hand.

But the hangover soup on the bedside table is cold.

Enron with wake-up wine soup, out of the bedroom of jiangfengming, went downstairs.

He handed the bowl to the servant. "The soup is cold. Reheat it."

The servant looked at the sobering soup in the bowl, "didn't you drink it, young master?"

"He has been holding my hand, can't feed him, this is not, just let go of my hand."

Enron said, and then pinch hands, feel a little sour.

"I'm going to heat it up." Servant should way, then carrying sober soup toward the direction of the kitchen.

Enron turned upstairs and went back to his room.

He quickly took the box out of his pocket and put it in his bag, so that when he went to the company tomorrow, he could give it to Shen Qingqing.

After a while, the servant warmed up the soup and served it again.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he walked out of his room safely.

"Give it to me! You go to rest. " Enron took the sobering soup from the servant.

After returning to Jiang Fengming's bedroom, it took Enron a long time to wake up Jiang Fengming.

"Brother, get up and drink the hangover soup. Wake up."

Enron's tone is gentle and persuasive.

Jiang Fengming has the spirit of getting up. If he is drunk, even if the servant cooks the soup, he doesn't dare to get up to drink.

Jiang Feng Ming frowned, opened his blurred eyes, and his face was very unhappy.

But when he vaguely looked at the people in front of him, he couldn't believe it, "Xueqing?"

Jiang Fengming thinks he is in a dream.

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