Song Mangmang was speechless, this was clearly her line!

"No..." Seeing Assistant Zhou saying he was about to leave, Song Mangmang hurriedly stopped him, "Assistant Zhou, shouldn't you stay and take care of Jiang Wu? He is your boss!"

Assistant Zhou retorted, "But Miss Song, Mr. Jiang, your husband!"

"..." Song Mangmang retorted silently.

She is truly worthy of being the assistant of the dog man Jiang Wu, and she can choke her in just one word.

"What's more, Miss Song, I am a big man with thick hands and thick hands, and I am definitely not as careful as you and a girl. Therefore, it is always the most suitable for you to stay and take care of Jiang! Thank you for your hard work!"

Without waiting for Song Mangmang to speak, Assistant Zhou quickly left the suite as if he had oil on his feet, leaving only the sound of closing the door.

He was relieved only after Assistant Zhou entered the elevator.

If he hadn't guessed the wrong intention, the boss would definitely hope that Miss Song would stay and accompany him. After all, when he asked Miss Song to get in the car just now, the boss agreed. When he said he wanted to find a woman, the boss gave him a murderous look!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt reasonable. Since that was the case, he wanted to add another strong assist. When he thought of something, he curled up the corners of his lips.

Walking out of the hotel, he walked towards the big shopping mall opposite.

…

In the room.

Song Mangmang moved. She wanted to leave. She had followed her here. She was so kind to Jiang Wu. After all,... they are not real couples!

She has no obligation to stay and take care of him.

Song Mangmang raised his foot, but for a long time he couldn't take a step forward.

She clenched her hands, gritted her teeth, and finally walked back to the bed.

Forget it, she is a kind person! After all, when she was sick, Jiang Wu took care of her all night.

After convinced himself like this, Song Mangmang would not be confused.

Jiang Wu had already fallen asleep, but she didn't sleep very well. I don't know if it was because of the pain in the wound or the uneliminated effect of the medicine. Cold sweat was always oozing his forehead and his eyebrows were also frowning.

She walked to the bathroom, twisted a towel out, sat by the bed, first wiped him off sweat, then looked at his forehead, compared her own, and did not have a fever, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She applied the towel to his forehead, turned her eyes to his frown brow, and unconsciously tapped her fingertips, smoothing the frown little by little.

She rarely sees Jiang Wu so pale and fragile, which makes people feel pity for themselves.

The door of the suite was suddenly knocked, interrupting Song Mangmang's thoughts. She came back to her senses and walked towards the door while confused.

So late, who?

She opened the door and saw Assistant Zhou standing at the door and returning.

Song Mangmang raised his eyebrows, "Assistant Zhou, why are you back? Have you figured it out and you have to take care of your boss yourself?"

"No, no, no, don't get me wrong." Assistant Zhou handed the big bag in his hand to Song Mangmang, "Miss Song, there is no woman's stuff here. I bought you some essential items and changing clothes, and I specially sent it to you!"

"Assistant Zhou, you are quite considerate." Song Mangmang received the love, and she took the big bag, "Thank you."

"It's OK! Miss Song, then I'll leave. If you have any questions, call me again, good night!"

"Good night."

Song Mangmang looked at Assistant Zhou's back as he strode away. For some reason, he always felt like he was running for his life.

Could it be that she is afraid that she will catch him and stay to take care of Jiang Wu again?

Song Mangmang closed the door and returned to the house with a big bag.

She opened the bag and wanted to find her sleepyness to take a shower, but when she saw the pajamas inside... she was stunned.

There are several pajamas and skirts inside, but they are all that kind of passionate pajamas, different textures and styles, the only thing that is the same is... short, transparent, exposed!

Song Mangmang's hand holding his pajamas couldn't help but clenched into fists.

Assistant Zhou was indeed considerate, but he was not considerate of her, but his big boss Jiang Wu at the top!

No wonder he ran so fast just now, it turned out that he had done such a bad thing! He took a step slower, and she insisted that he put on everything one by one!

It was too late now. She wanted to go out to buy it herself, and the store was closed, and she had to stay here to watch Jiang Wu.

She is wearing a dress now, and she can't wear it all the time. It's not comfortable. This pajama... is better than nothing.

Anyway, Jiang Wu was sleeping and wouldn't see it.

Song Mangmang tried to pick out the relatively less wild ones from these pajamas and carried them into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she put on the pajamas and skirt awkwardly, put on the bathrobe outside, and then walked out.

She turned off the headlights in the room, leaving only the wall lights at the head of the bed, and then half lay on the sofa beside the bed, getting up every two hours to measure Jiang Wu's body temperature.

At first she could hold on, but in the end she was a little confused. After taking her body temperature, she fell asleep directly by the bed.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky quietly lit up.

Jiang Wu's eyelids moved and slowly opened his eyes. He was confused for a few seconds, and his memory quickly surged into his mind, and his eyes quickly became deep and sharp.

His last clear memory was that Song Mangmang told him to find another woman. He stabbed him and then asked Assistant Zhou to pick him up.

The memory afterwards became vague. He knew that someone was taking care of him, so he should be Assistant Zhou, right?

Feeling something pressing on his arm, Jiang Wu turned her face and looked over.

The long black hair first caught my eye, followed by the pretty and delicate facial features of the woman. She was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed. Outside the window, a few strands of naughty sunlight shone on her cheeks, and there was an inexplicable illusion that the years were quiet.

The heart lake of Jiangwu is like a huge rock thrown into it, causing infinite ripples.

Is it her? She stayed to take care of him?

Is he dreaming or is he reading it wrong?

Jiang Wu's hand moved gently, and his movements were very, very light, as if he was afraid of breaking everything in front of him. His fingertips gently touched Song Mangmang's eyebrows.

She is actually true.

As if he had noticed something, Song Mangmang's long curly eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

It suddenly met Jiang Wu's sight.

She saw the gentle gaze that she hadn't seen for a long time in his eyes.

Song Mangmang was also stunned. Did she sleep in a daze?

When she blinked, she wanted to see clearly, Jiang Wu's eyes had returned to normal, as if it was just her imagination just now.

Song Mangmang felt a little undetectable loss in her heart. She coughed lightly, stood up directly, and said, "You are awake, are you feeling okay now?"

However, Jiang Wu did not answer her, but looked at her steadily, and suddenly aroused an evil smile, "Song Mangmang, what are you implying when you dress like this?"
Chapter completed!