It was an hour later when I returned to the bedroom.

Tang Mi'er sat on the bed with her hands in her knees, her pale little face buried between her legs, motionless, and her unstoppable tears wet her body with a women's bathrobe that was the same as Ji Feng.

The bathrobe is very wide and large, making her look petite and delicate and pitiful.

Ji Feng was full of pity and took the hair dryer to dry her hair, put down the hair dryer, held up the fluffy and fragrant smell of her hands, and her voice was soft, "Three years ago, I thought that you must be beautiful when you have long hair, as expected."

Tang Mi'er in silence couldn't help but shrank for a moment.

"Don't be afraid, we meet again. You only ask for help from me. It is the fate that God deliberately arranged." Ji Feng put down her hair, hugged her from behind, put his chin against her shoulders and neck, rubbed her gently, and said in a tempting manner: "Mi'er, have a good rest, leave me with the rest."

"I want to go home! I want to go home!" Tang Mi'er kept repeating.

She doesn't want any fate!

God is blind, there is no fate between her and Ji Feng!

Recognizing the trembling and resistance of the person in his arms, Ji Feng pondered for a moment, but did not continue to object. He told himself not to hurry and take it slowly, "Okay, okay, when Secretary Wan buys the clothes you wear, I will send you home!"

As soon as he talked about Secretary Wan, Secretary Wan came to knock on the door.

Ji Feng tied up his belt in his bathrobe, and went over to open the door with slippers.

Looking at his radiant face, which was completely different from usual, he looked a little younger. Thinking that he had received a call from him asking him to buy clothes after staying in the hotel last night. Secretary Wan, who had been following him for many years, sneered in his heart. It seemed that the little girl had not escaped from the clutches of their boss.

The men are indeed very dedicated.

When I was twenty, I like girls of the same age, at the age of thirty, forty, or even fifty or sixty, I still like girls of the age of twenties.

Ji Feng glanced at Secretary Wan indifferently, his eyes as sharp as a knife. Secretary Wan felt a stern and quickly handed over large and small packaging bags. It was the best clothing she could buy, all of which were the top international brands.

"The capital is windy and sandy, and it's dry and cold. I think Miss Tang doesn't bring anything around, so she bought a set of skin care products on her own initiative."

Ji Feng said appreciatively: "Not bad."

Secretary Wan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "All the underwear is washed and dried and disinfected at high temperature before it is sent here. The gentleman can tell Miss Tang to wear it with confidence."

"knew."

"Sir, there is no work arrangement today. I will arrange for the waiter to deliver breakfast to the room half an hour later. Is it OK?"

"Call the hotel to provide Su's special breakfast." Ji Feng said.

Secretary Wan was surprised and immediately realized, "Yes!"

According to the information provided by Assistant Chen three years ago, Tang Mi'er is from Gusu. She has the beauty and gentleness unique to Gusu beauties, and is as crystal clear as pure water. She has been studying in Gusu city since middle school and went to a private high school. Finally, she was admitted to Beijing University, and could not find any trace of growing up in the countryside.

Maybe she has never enjoyed the love of her father and mother, and Tang Mi'er has an independent and stubborn personality.

She didn't want to stay for dinner, so she changed her clothes and was about to leave.

However, she overestimated her physical strength. She felt weak as soon as her feet touched the ground, and her legs looked like vinegar noodles. If Ji Feng had not been standing in front of her, she would have fallen to the ground on the spot.

"Let go!" Tang Mier reached out and pushed him.

With the warm and soft jade in my arms, which man is willing to let go?
Chapter completed!