Chapter 225

As soon as Shuxin had finished washing, Yang Ji came. This time was really accurate, as if he lived next door to her. He knew everything she did.

Shuxin wanted to ask Yang Ji how he knew she was staying in this hotel, but thought of his non talkative temperament stopped the idea, so he asked Song Li later.

When we arrived at the hotel, Song Li was waiting at the door.

When they entered the hotel together and took the elevator, they asked Song Li, "Secretary song, I didn't tell you the address. How do you know where I am?"

"Mr. five knows about Miss Shu." Song Li said with a smile.

Comfortable, "..." Again.

It wasn't until a long time later that Shuxin really realized the meaning of Song Li's words. It turned out that Huo Yanqian knew her better than herself.

Song Li stops at the door of Huoyan's room and says, "I hope Miss Shu has a good time tonight."

"Thank you."

Song Li turned around and left. After a few steps, he turned around again. "Miss Shu."

Shu Xin took back the hand that was going to ring the doorbell. "Is secretary song still busy?"

"Can you ask Miss Shu to stay with Mr. Wu tonight?" Song Li said sincerely, "after you came last night, the fifth master didn't wake up, and today's headache also eased a lot."

"But I......"

"Please Miss Shu, I won't be able to come up tonight." Song Li made a deep bow, turned around and walked away quickly. He was eager to step into the elevator.

Comfortable, "..." She hasn't promised yet okay.

He rang the doorbell and soon the door opened. Huo Yan leaned inside the door. The room didn't seem to turn on the light. The light was a little dark. His handsome features merged in the dark color and became more profound.

"Come in." He said.

Comfortable to enter the room, close the door, and block the light of the outer corridor outside, the room did not turn on the light, the light was dim, comfortable to think that maybe Huo Yan forgot to turn on the light, reached out to the porch to turn on the light.

"Don't drive." Huo Yan suddenly covers it with a big hand, pulls the comfortable little white hand down, holds it in the palm, "follow me."

Feel the warmth of Huo Yan's palms. His heart beat out of rhythm for a moment. Follow him.

Walking through a short corridor and entering the living room, I was stunned by the sight.

There is a round dining table in the center of the living room. On the table are western food, red wine, goblets, folded beautiful Western napkins, and two candles are placed in the middle. The lighted candles give off a faint yellow halo, rendering the whole living room. The light is hazy with an unknown ambiguity.

It's so beautiful. It's like a dream.

Huo Yan leans to detect nearby girl's footsteps to slow down, soft voice asks her: "like?"

"Like it." I think no girl can refuse the temptation of candlelight dinner.

In fact, it's a mistake to be comfortable. The person who accompanies her for the candlelight dinner is her favorite uncle Wu, so everything will be so beautiful.

Huo Yan tilts the gentleman to open the chair for comfort. He has practiced this action several times in advance, not because his eyes are not good at grasping the direction. In a strange place, if he is given half an hour to adapt, he can move freely.

It's because, for the first time, he wants to serve the girl he loves best.

"Thank you, Uncle Wu," he said

Huo Yan leaned over to sit down. "Do you want to drink?"

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