"Is there anything wrong, swallow?" Wang Bo welcomed the girl standing at the door into his room. He noticed that Zheng Yan seemed a little nervous, and the redness on her face after drinking had not completely faded. "Did you really drink too much?" Wang Bo thought to himself.

"Mr. Wang, I... I'm here to ask if you have any clothes to wash." Zheng Yan said stutteringly.

"Doing clothes? Oh, I took a shower just now. There are indeed clothes that you need to help me dry clean. Please wait, I will pick them up for you immediately." It turned out that I came in to help me wash my clothes. It seems that I, a beautiful assistant, are getting more and more knowledgeable and know how to care about my boss's daily life.

He walked into the bathroom, took out the T-shirt and jeans he had changed not long ago, and handed them to Zheng Yan, saying, "There are services for customers to wash clothes in this kind of hotel. You call the front desk and ask them to send waiters to pick them up."

"Okay, Mr. Wang." Zheng Yan nodded, took the clothes handed over by Wang Bo, saw that there was only a T-shirt and jeans, and asked again, "Is there anything else, Mr. Wang?" When asked this, Zheng Yan's heart couldn't help but jump up faster, and she felt that her face was getting hotter and hotter, so she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Wang Bo's face.

"Other?" Wang Bo was stunned, and then he saw Zheng Yan's pretty face with his eyebrows lowered and his head down, and his blushing face suddenly realized:

In love, the other party really remembered the words he teased her during the interview!

Wang Bo was suddenly happy, and wanted to tease the pretty secretary in front of him, and said with a smile: "Yes, I forgot that there are two small things. However, Swallow, that is my personal belonging, and it is not convenient to take it out for dry cleaning. Are you sure you are willing to wash it with my hands?"

Zheng Yan's head was lower and lower, and there was a crack on the ground to let her get into it. She stammered: "It's okay, Mr. Wang, you... give it to me, I... I can wash it for you..." Zheng Yan was so embarrassed that she felt the sound of her speaking was trembling.

In Wang Bo's eyes, the calm and calm sister Zheng Yan and Zheng, who was calm and calm, disappeared, was replaced by a young woman with a flushed face and a shy face, just like a newly married woman.

The room suddenly became very quiet, as if you could hear each other's breathing. Staring at Zheng Yan, who lowered her head, was a little at a loss, and under his gaze, the pretty face full of blushing, and the flush on her pretty face was constantly spreading towards her ears and neck. At this moment, Wang Bo only felt very happy because he saw the expression that the other party had almost never shown in front of outsiders.

"I guess my Senior Sister Zheng is both nervous, shy, and extremely embarrassed at this moment, right? It's really hard for her!" Wang Bo thought a little badly.

Seeing that Zheng Yan's pretty face became redder and seemed to be getting nervous, Wang Bo couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so he put his hands on the other party's shoulders and pushed the other party towards the door:

"Okay, senior sister, do you really want to wash my socks and underwear for me? Last time I was just kidding you, don't take it seriously. Just take the T-shirt and jeans for dry cleaning."

Wang Bo's words made Zheng Yan's heart, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly fell to the ground, feeling a sense of relaxation that he had never been before, thinking, he was indeed not wrong. He was a little boss and junior brother, indeed, a kind-hearted gentleman who was good at considering others.

Moreover, after Wang Bo refused, the hurdle in her heart seemed to be relaxed, and she no longer felt that it was embarrassing and embarrassing to help the other party wash their clothes. Thinking of the other party's meticulous care for her from work to life, all kinds of careful guidance, teaching, and hearing about her, but she failed to help him solve his problems in a substantial way. Zheng Yan suddenly felt an impulse in her heart. She stood up, turned around, then looked up at Wang Bo and said bravely:

"Mr. Wang, it's really okay! You...you let me wash it for you. I'll wash it in two or three times. Then, I'll bring it to you tomorrow night with the clothes on my hands."

Zheng Yan's sudden courage made Wang Bo stunned, thinking, what was wrong with his pretty secretary tonight? Are you really drunk? Seeing the girl insisting on helping him wash his socks and underpants, regardless of the expression on his face or the expression in his eyes, he looked determined. Thinking about the scene when his "stinky socks" and "dirty underpants" were pinched in the hands of the other party, and the soft and soft-wisted pair of slender, fair and neatly trimmed nails, Wang Bo's heart jumped and he immediately wanted to nod and agreed.

However, although he saw the sincerity and determination of Secretary Qiao, he still felt a little unbelievable. Wang Bo swallowed his saliva and wanted to test it out for the last time:

"Senior sister, you... are really fine? Don't mind?"

Wang Bo's rhetorical question made Zheng Yan's heart plucked up like a ball poked by a needle, and it was wilted again. However, the words had already been spoken and it was hard to stop the water, so she had to bite the bullet and persevere. Zheng Yan lowered her head again and said in a low voice:

"No... it's okay. I... I often help my mother wash clothes at home." She lied, but in fact, it was her mother who washed her clothes.

Wang Bo thought to himself, is it the same thing to help your mother and help me? I am your boyfriend.

Since he didn't think anything was wrong as a girl, he was a big man and was embarrassed to be embarrassed, which was really too pretentious. So Wang Bo nodded and said that since his senior sister wanted to help, he would thank his senior sister. He also touched the back of his head and added a little embarrassedly, saying that he had never washed his clothes in his life, and he didn't know if he could wash them clean. When he was in his hometown, his mother and his god sister would do it for him; when he was in Rongcheng, his former assistant, Miss Cheng Wenjin, helped him; while in Shuangqing, the one who helped him wash clothes became his girlfriend; when he returned to the city on weekends, Mr. Jiang would sometimes come to help.

Wang Bo explained with a smile, and asked Zheng Yan to wait. He went back to the bathroom to get his pants and socks.

Wang Bo's explanation made Zheng Yan, who had been nervous and shy, completely put her heart on the ground. She thought, since the boss had never washed clothes before and wouldn't help him wash, wouldn't that be a big deal? Moreover, since his former assistant and Mr. Jiang didn't mind washing his socks and underwear for him. They were all humans, and they were all women, so why were they pretentious there?

"Get money and eliminate disasters for others. Zheng Yan, Zheng Yan, you must be worthy of the salary and benefits paid to you!" Zheng Yan finally found a reason to convince herself completely.

Wang Bo returned to the bathroom and picked up the off-sole and pants from the ground, took them to his nose and sniffed them, but they didn't smell at all. He felt relieved. If it was smelly, even if he was the boss, he would be embarrassed to let Zheng Yan wash it for him. Now, because he was influenced or supervised by the girls around him, he changed his clothes every day, and in winter, every two or three days, and he was extremely diligent in taking a bath. He was no longer a "stinky man". He was fragrant all day long, full of shampoo and shower gel. Sometimes he even learned from French men and handsome Italian men to spray some high-end perfume on his clothes, which was fragrant and fragrant.

However, in order to avoid embarrassment and embarrassing Zheng Yan, he still used two plastic bags to pack his clothes separately before handing over his close-fitting clothes to the other party.

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Chapter completed!