In the past, when I saw her, I felt very disgusted, even with some nausea.

Rong Che frowned slightly, dividing this into the reason he had drunk.

"Dingdong——The system prompts that Rong Che's favorability rating for you +10, now 40. Favorability rating for Xue Mengyao is 80."

Zhao Qingming sat on the sofa in the corner, holding a goblet in his tender white hands.

She turned slightly, and the red wine inside was also turning in the glass.

In her black pupils, it seems as if they have been stained with a coquettish color.

The reception was over, although Zhao Qingming restrained a little, he was still a little bit drunk.

Fortunately, there is a hotel upstairs.

While she was drinking, the secretary had booked a hotel upstairs for her.

She took the room key and walked into the elevator. She was just about to close the elevator door. At this moment, another person walked in.

Zhao Qingming looked at the person in front of her, and she quickly stood aside.

Rong Che's face also had a touch of surprise.

If not, Zhao Qingming came in ahead of him, and he must have thought that she had inquired about him.

Thinking that Rong Che came in, he looked at the floor above the elevator, and she happened to press the floor he was going to press.

He raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and the elevator door closed slowly.

Two people, one standing aside, neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere seemed very embarrassing.

Zhao Qingming looked at the elevator floor and kept increasing.

At this moment, the elevator suddenly made a loud bang, and the elevator no longer moved.

The lights in the elevator were also turned off at this time.

Zhao Qingming's body was swaying, and she grabbed one of the handrails. After a few seconds, she stabilized.

In the past few years, too many things have happened in elevators.

When the elevator stopped moving, Rong Che walked aside again and dialed the phone.

"There was an elevator accident, we were trapped in the elevator, um... two people!"

After hanging up the phone, Rong Che walked to Zhao Qingming's side again.

His hand also grabbed the armrest where he reached out.

His gaze flashed past Zhao Qingming's posture, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"Your posture is pretty standard!"

Probably just before the meeting, the two of them had already talked about it, and now Rong Che didn't have the feeling of disgust for Zhao Qingming, but he started to talk to her.

"I'm afraid of death, I must learn it!"

Zhao Qingming's gaze was on his body again, and stopped for a moment.

"Your posture is also very standard!"

"I'm afraid of death too!"

The two smiled at each other.

"Even though it is such a big hotel, I didn't expect that the elevator maintenance is really not in place."

Zhao Qingming couldn't help but complained about this matter.

Domestically, it is really very negligent.

"Well, this is really bad!"

Rong Che also agrees very much.

The two of them were in the darkness, in this kind of claustrophobic space, and you started talking every word.

The voices of the two people talking are very slow.

After all, in this place, oxygen is very limited.

Both of them had studied abroad. After such a small chat, they discovered that they all had a lot in common with each other.

They stayed in this elevator for about two hours, and they stopped talking.