Chapter 1240 You Are so Hypocritical

Chapter 1240 You are so hypocritical

Zhao Jianhui and Zhou Wanyi were originally in charge of Chen Zhili's hotel, but for the convenience of work, since taking over the case, the two of them stayed at the Huanghai Hotel, the provincial government guest house, according to the arrangement of Province S and Commander Du.

Nowadays, in order to reduce the financial burden, guest houses in various provinces and cities are generally open to the public, and Huanghai Hotel is no exception. However, Buildings 1, 2, and 3 of the hotel are reserved internally for entertaining superior leaders. These two-story buildings are located on the northeast side of the hotel, hidden among the shade of green cypresses. In front of the building, there is a rockery fountain, colorful The lights flicker, it is elegant, quiet and gorgeous, it is as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.

"You two have been tired for the whole day. What are you going to do if you don't go back and rest?" In Zhao Jianhui's room, two girls were sitting on the sofa bored, flipping the remote control back and forth in their hands. He had nothing to say and no intention of leaving. Zhao Jianhui looked at his watch and looked at the two of them a little funny and asked.

Geng Xiaomin lowered his head, his face a little red.

However, Zhou Wanyi turned her head and looked at Zhao Jianhui and smiled. Her waterfall-like long hair floated from her left shoulder to her right shoulder as her head moved. She raised her dark-colored eyebrows slightly, looking at the slightly dim light. down, highlighting her big eyes. At this time, she was obviously not really trying to find any good TV, but was waiting for Zhao Jianhui to take the initiative. This can be seen from the way she sat crookedly on the sofa with her obviously artificial casualness.

Now that Zhao Jianhui finally broke the silence in the room, Zhou Wanyi asked with a gentle smile: "You just let us go? Don't you want to praise or criticize us?"

Zhao Jianhui looked at her playfully, with a thoughtful smile in his eyes. He waited until she finished speaking and then asked casually: "Would you like some water?" He already had a bottle of juice in his hand and handed it to her.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Wanyi took it in confusion and stared at Zhao Jianhui.

"I want to ask you what you mean? If you are fine, go back to sleep. If anything happens, tell me now... Forget it, I'm going to take a shower first. Everything on my body is sticky and moldy..." Zhou Wanyi didn't want to stay. It's normal to leave, but why do you have to drag Geng Xiaomin along with you today? Could it be that she already knew the little secret between herself and Geng Xiaomin? Do you want to succeed between yourself and Geng Xiaomin? Isn't this a bit unreasonable?

This woman never plays her cards according to the rules. She can't find out anything no matter how much she asks, so just let them be. As Zhao Jianhui spoke, he stood up and walked towards the ### room.

"Sister Wan, there is no good TV, let's go?" Looking at Zhao Jianhui's figure, Geng Xiaomin said a little shyly. She also vaguely knew Zhou Wanyi's intention of bringing her to stay here, and she knew in her heart that she was doing this. It was a little inappropriate, but her legs were very unruly and she followed Zhou Wanyi to Zhao Jianhui's room. But what does this man mean about him? She couldn't help but feel a little distressed. She reached out and touched the ring on her finger. She really wanted to take it off and smash it into his face.

Although it was me who took the initiative at the beginning, if you didn't have the intention, why didn't you refuse sternly? I was left with a fantasy, and it would be very painful to kill this feeling now. Don't you know that girls' hearts are made of glass? Is sentimentality fragile and breakable?

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself after hearing her words, thinking to himself, did you really come to my room to "borrow" the TV? There's no TV in the room you live in?

But I knew in my heart that this was not the case, but I couldn't tell the truth. I had no choice but to turn around and smile as I walked: "You don't even look at what time it is now. Many channels have no screen, so what are you watching? I’ll take a shower, and you guys should go back and rest.”

Seeing Zhao Jianhui walking into the ### room, Zhou Wanyi unscrewed the bottle cap and took a small sip. She turned to look at Geng Xiaomin and lowered her voice and said: "Hey, success or failure depends on this. He never closes the door when taking a shower. I'll go out now, and you can go in later... Hehe, sister, I've helped you so much, and you'll have to thank me properly when the time comes."

"Ah?" Geng Xiaomin's face flushed with embarrassment, and she stood up suddenly: "No... no... I'll go with you..."

"Are you coming with me? I'm going to sleep next door, where are you going?" Zhou Wanyi asked deliberately.

"I...I'm going home..." Geng Xiaomin took two steps forward and said in a low voice.

Zhou Wanyi deliberately exaggerated and said, "My eldest lady, don't look at what time it is now. It's okay to get robbed of your money if you go out late. Who do you want me to answer to if you get robbed of your sex?" Geng Xiaomin turned around and said calmly: "I'm not afraid..."

"You're not afraid, I'm afraid. Let me tell you, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. That's how his real-name wife relied on him..." In order to encourage Geng Xiaomin, Zhou Wanyi opened her eyes and told lies. Geng Xiaomin was really frightened: "Sister Wan, stop talking nonsense. That's...how could this happen?"

"What's wrong? Don't believe it. Isn't she, Long Lingyun, the daughter of General Long? In terms of wealth, how much worse am I than her? I think back then, my sister was also the eldest lady of the Zhou family, so she was just one step behind Long Lingyun. Well? Let me tell you, inside That man is a sullen type. To be his woman, you have to take the initiative. Otherwise, you should stop thinking about it. He will never take the initiative with you in this life, as long as you can afford it and let it go. , now my sister won’t stop you when you go out..."

"Ah?..." Geng Xiaomin thought to herself that what Zhou Wanyi said really made sense. When he confessed his love to her, wasn't it because the ring on his hand "couldn't be taken off" that he succeeded in achieving his goal? Could it be that I have really contacted him too little in the past two years? But he didn't even get a call. Who knows what this person is thinking?

Zhou Wanyi looked at her with a gentle smile, and whispered in her ear: "You have to think about it, if you live in this village, there will be no store like this. I also think that we sisters are destined to help you like this. If he knew it was our Lord's attention, I'm not sure how he would handle it. You're chasing me. I'll hide first, you can figure it out yourself..." Zhou Wanyi said as she walked out. The moment she opened the door, Geng Xiaomin followed her: "Sister, it's such a late night. Yes, it’s quite scary for me to be alone in the room..."

Zhou Wanyi giggled and said: "Where are you alone? Isn't there another person in the bathroom? What are you afraid of? Could it be that he can eat you?" She said disapprovingly, reaching out and pushing back. Geng Xiaomin gently closed the door.

Listening to the sound of the door closing, Geng Xiaomin's heart suddenly trembled. She looked back in the direction of the bathroom, and could still faintly hear the sound of rushing water coming from there. Reason told her that she should open the door and go out at this time. But her hands and feet were a bit unruly, and she was only less than two meters away from the door. More than ten minutes had passed, and her steps hadn't moved at all.

"Wanyi...Xiaomin...Oh, they're all gone at last. I didn't know what was going on with my brain just now, and I didn't know how to get underwear when I took a shower..." With a gentle push of the door, there was a sound coming from inside the room. Zhao Jianhui called out softly. After hearing no response, Zhao Jianhui walked out wrapped in a bath towel.

"This Zhou Wanyi, I don't know what I'm thinking about tonight." Zhao Jianhui said as he took a can of drink and sat on the sofa. When he raised his head, his eyes widened in a daze. Looking at Geng Xiaomin standing at the door of the room, his mouth was open so much that he could almost stuff a goose egg in it: "Ah? You haven't left. Why are you standing there? Where is Zhou Wanyi?"

"I, I...she, she...she left, she asked me to stay here..." Geng Xiaomin didn't know what to say, and betrayed Zhou Wanyi before he could do anything.

"Huh? Did she ask you to stay?" Zhao Jianhui asked back. Geng Xiaomin nodded desperately, not knowing what was going on. Tears were rolling around in his eyes, and he was about to cry.

"Then come over and sit down. I just want to chat with you." Zhao Jianhui said and stood up. Not long after entering the inner room, he came out wearing a nightgown. Seeing that Geng Xiaomin was still standing there without moving, he patted the sofa next to him and said, "Come and sit down. I know what you are thinking, but I can't..."

"Yes, I understand." Geng Xiaomin had been standing quietly by the door, listening to Zhao Jianhui emphasize those reasons. After he finally finished speaking, he gave a faint hum. Then, the two of them remained silent and said nothing again...

Looking at Geng Xiaomin who had been standing there motionless, Zhao Jianhui didn't know what he was talking about, but it was obviously inappropriate to help her sit down, so he could only sit on the sofa and look at her without saying a word. .

Finally, Geng Xiaomin smiled sadly, stretched out her hand and opened the door. Before walking out, she slowly turned around with her eyes. He said something that made Zhao Jianhui feel very ashamed.

"You are so hypocritical..." This was the first and only sentence Geng Xiaomin said to him tonight. Then, Geng Xiaomin turned around and ran out. The lotus green dress on her body was like a floating green leaf, flashing past the door. Zhao Jianhui did not get up and close the door. He picked up a cigarette from the coffee table and lit it. He took a deep breath and let the light smoke envelope him inside.

Maybe Geng Xiaomin is right, he is very hypocritical. At this time, he felt that he needed a tight shell to surround himself tightly.

Seeing that the vacation is almost over, I haven't even had a day of fun yet. It's really pitiful. Too many flowers have been dropped. That buddy still has some in his hand. Can you throw some over?