Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 20 The CEO's Secret Lover 19
The hot water sprayed from the shower head poured on Xia Ling's fair body, and the mist that gradually grew up tightly surrounded her graceful body.

The warm water seemed to pass through every pore of her skin, desperately sending warmth into her cold body.

Xia Ling, whose eyes were closed with wet hair, suddenly opened them.

This is a bit too comfortable. If it continues like this, I will finally feel like I am going to catch a cold.

She gently rotated the golden circle that controls the water temperature with her hand, and rotated the circle to the far left. The warm water suddenly turned into biting cold, and then raised her hand to open the large window beside her.

The cold wind carried the cold raindrops and poured into the bathroom, instantly dissipating the heat in the room.

It lasted like this for 10 minutes, until Xia Ling felt that the coldness on his body was replaced by the unstoppable heat, his head was swollen, and his nose was sore, so he turned on the hot water again.

Sure enough, as soon as the water vapor came up, Xia Ling began to lose his footing, and began to feel dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

This trick was something I figured out by myself when I was acting in order to express weakness more realistically.

She leaned on the wall, gasping for breath, staggered and pushed open the shower door, knocking her whole body against the bathroom door.

Pei Jing, who was watching her sort out the notes downstairs, heard a crash from upstairs and raised his head in confusion.

I thought I had heard it wrong, but then there was another heavy crash.

"Xia Ling?!" He got up and shouted towards the stairs, but she didn't see her answer, so he could only step up the steps in two steps at a time, ran to the bathroom door and knocked, "Xia Ling?"

There is not even the sound of water in it, it is deadly quiet.

"I'm in! Xia Ling!" Pei Jing swallowed and pressed the door handle, but as soon as he opened the door, he felt something blocking the door.

"Don't..." Xia Ling, who was lying on the ground, pressed her hand against the door and said feebly: "Don't come in, I have no clothes on..."

Upon hearing Xia Ling's powerless voice, Pei Jing raised his heart, "What's wrong with you? Did you fall? Where did you fall?"

Xia Ling responded: "I'm dizzy..."

If she had some other problem, Pei Jing didn't care too much, "I won't look at you, I'll go in and carry you out first."

As he spoke, he pushed the door slowly, fearing that he might hurt Xia Ling.

Until the door was all pushed open, he saw Xia Ling with wet hair and body lying on the ground with his eyes closed and pale face, water droplets were still hanging on his snow-white body, and there was nothing else on his body except underwear.

In this case, Pei Jing had to watch it, and he had to watch it if he didn't.

He quickly picked up Xia Ling, who was wet and looked like a mermaid that had just landed. Even though he tried to calm down, his heart still trembled when his hands touched her smooth and delicate skin.

He walked out of the bathroom quickly, opened the quilt and put Xia Ling on the bed. He pulled a T-shirt from the closet and put it on her, then wrapped her tightly in the quilt.

"Lie still and I'll call the doctor." Pei Jing blushed but looked nervous and wanted to leave, but Xia Ling held his hand.

"No need." She shook her head and said in a low voice: "I should have caught a cold and took a shower. This happens often abroad. I just need a sleep and it will be fine."

This is often the case abroad.

These words seemed to hit Pei Jing's heart heavily.

How does she, who is usually pampered like a princess at home and in front of him, deal with situations like this when she is abroad?
Do you want to lie on the ground and wait for the cold air on the floor tiles to come up and wake her up?
How on earth did she take care of herself abroad?
Could it be that when she has a cold, she is uncomfortable alone in the dormitory, and no one can care about her, so she has to grow up these few years?
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When Ruan Ning was about to leave, he received a call from his younger brother.

He came to ask her for money again.

Rong Ting was sitting on the sofa, looking at Ruan Ning who was standing at the door, blushing and yelling at the phone: "I said I have no money, are you going to kill me? Why do you go out to gamble because you know what your mother is like?" ! You know you have no money at home, so I’ll sell your blood to pay you back?!”

Rong Ting checked Ruan Ning and only knew that she lived with her seriously ill mother. She didn't expect to have such a younger brother.

He got up and walked in front of Ruan Ning, raised his hand and took Ruan Ning's phone and put it next to his ear. Under Ruan Ning's surprised gaze, he asked into the phone, "How much do you need?"

The man on the phone cursed: "Who the hell are you? I want to talk to my sister!"

"Give it to me." Ruan Ning stretched out his hand, but did not touch the phone because of Rong Ting's sudden turn.

Rong Ting's posture was straight, with one hand resting on the sofa, and his tone was unhurried: "Just tell me how much you want. I'll call you how much you want."

The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a long time and said, "Two, 230 million."

"Well, wait a minute." Rong Ting walked to the coffee table, picked up the phone, and swiped twice, "Tell me the card number."

Seeing that Rong Ting really wanted to send money to his younger brother, Ruan Ning rushed in front of Rong Ting, held Rong Ting's wrist with both hands, and looked desperately: "No, I can't ask for your money."

Rong Ting gently rubbed the top of Ruan Ning's head with the hand holding the phone, and smiled at her, "Don't worry, I'll help you solve it."

"The call has been made." He glanced back at the successful remittance page on his phone, and continued to the phone: "My name is Rong Ting, and this money is lent to you for your sister's sake. You can share 40 Pay it back to me every year, but I have to pay back the principal of no less than [-] every month."

The person on the phone responded quickly: "Okay, don't worry, there's no problem."

Rong Ting nodded and threatened Ruan Ning on the other end of the phone in a low voice, "Also, don't ask your sister for money. I will arrange a job for you, and the money will be deducted from your salary card every month. What? When to pay off the money, when can you leave the job. I hope you can remember my name, I am far more terrifying than those debt collectors, understand?"

"Here, it's done." He handed the phone to Ruan Ning, lowered his eyes, and smiled as harmlessly as a sunny boy.

Ruan Ning was stunned.

This is nothing like the gloomy and terrifying debt collection look just now.

"Thank you." Ruan Ning looked at Rong Ting who had helped him solve the trouble so easily. His heart warmed and he said softly: "I don't know how to repay you..."

Rong Ting approached Ruan Ning, took her slender hands gently, and looked at her eyes full of affection, "If you want, you can marry me."

"Marry, marry you?" Ruan Ning blushed, and slowly raised her eyes to meet his.

She has been with Pei Jing for a year, and Pei Jing has never done anything to her other than kissing and hugging normally.

Sometimes she would wonder if Pei Jing had no intention of marrying her at all, so he was so distant and measured towards her.

In a year, only Pei Jing made an engagement promise.

But Rong Ting, who briefly existed in his youthful fantasy, said that he wanted to marry her.

(End of this chapter)