So she paid attention.

"Then put it on the coffee table." Jing Qingge looked around and pointed to the glass coffee table next to the sofa, which was also placed on it with ashtray and a vase with roses.

...

"Okay." The waiter responded, pushed the dining cart to the coffee table, bent down, placed the ashtray and vase on the coffee table aside, and made a larger place. Then he took the red date and tremlin soup and took a delicate porcelain bowl to serve a bowl.

It seemed that everything was normal, but Jing Qingge suddenly frowned and was stunned for a second. Ordinary hotel waiters delivered food to the guest's room, didn't they leave after delivery? Why did he help him serve soup?

Could it be that she knows that she is the big boss’s wife, so her service is particularly five-star?

"Please use it for young lady." The waiter looked up and took a step forward. The respectful lowering voice was nothing special.

Jing Qingge was thinking about the problem, but was suddenly shocked, a little scared, and subconsciously took a slightly step back.

...

Looking at Jing Qingge's move of half a step back, a trace of almost invisible dimness flashed through the waiter's deep lofty gaze. The fist hidden beside him, which had been clenched tightly, couldn't help but tremble, and the veins that were jumping on the back of his hand were covered in silence.

For a moment, the air stagnated.

Jing Qingge felt even more confused. She closed her eyebrows and thought to herself why the waiter hadn't left yet. She was inexplicably panicked. Recently, she was also a little nervous and took a step back. However, she thought again, Xiaoyin and Xiao Tie were both at the door, so why were she panicked?

She cleared her throat immediately, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

The meaning is very obvious. If the work is completed, you can withdraw it.

The waiter seemed to see Jing Qingge's nervousness, and suddenly he pulled the corners of his lips lightly and smiled faintly.

...

Jing Qingge was stunned again, but she didn't expect that this person would suddenly smile at him. And she could see that his smile was sincere, a smile that overflowed from his eyes. It was said that eyes were the windows of the soul, which was not without reason.

I don’t know if she was infected by the smile on his face, and the faint panic in her heart was suppressed.

"I think the young lady looks bad." He said, as if explaining his actions to help her serve soup.

Jing Qingge subconsciously touched her face and murmured, "Is it so ugly?" No wonder Ji Yicheng just glared at her hard.

When she realized what she was mumbling, she realized that the smile on the man's face in front of her had magnified. There were deep and shallow fragments floating in her eyes, as if she was laughing at her just talking.

Jing Qingge was slightly embarrassed. She almost thought she had read it wrong. Why did she feel that her smile was a little... gentle?

It must be hungry.o(╯□╰)o

...

"Ahem..." She was about to speak, but the man smiled and said, "No."

Jing Qingge was confused, nothing? No? She slapped her eyelashes and slapped her eyes lightly, blinked, with an indescribable expression on her face. After thinking it through, she blushed slightly. He was answering what she had just said to herself.

Jing Qingge naturally didn't know how cute she was in such an innocent look. She looked like the brightest pearl in the eyes of a man, almost shaking his eyes. Slowly, a hot tide surged in the bottom of her eyes, constantly rich, even more intense...

He almost used all his strength to suppress it, suppressing the urge to take a step forward, and hugged her tightly...
Chapter completed!