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Not to mention that Xiao Moqing didn't believe it, even Song Chujiu himself felt it was a bit far-fetched.
It¡¯s far-fetched, but these are indeed facts.
Song Chujiu didn¡¯t explain anymore, and the explanations only became darker and darker.
She barely stabilized her body and stepped back from the man's arms.
The elevator was dark. After being caught off guard at first, Song Chujiu gradually calmed down.
Song Chujiu took out his mobile phone and was about to call the person in charge.
However, at this moment, the mobile phone has no signal at all.
Song Chujiu frowned, is there still a signal in the elevator now?
Song Chujiu¡¯s mobile phone had no signal, so Song Chujiu could only ask the man who was also standing in the darkness.
"Mr. Xiao, can you check if there is a signal on your mobile phone?"
Xiao Moqing took out his phone and turned on the screen.
"No."
There is no signal even for his mobile phone, so it is impossible to call someone. He can only wait for the power to be restored and rescue as soon as possible.
A man¡¯s voice came from the darkness.
"When it comes to this entertainment club, they are all praised. However, the real situation is that there is a power outage and there is no signal in the elevator. It seems that Miss Song is really good at marketing."
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How could Song Chujiu not hear such an obvious sarcasm?
Song Chujiu stood silently in the elevator.
She thought that the power would be restored soon, but after standing in the elevator for more than ten minutes, there was no movement at all, not even rescue.
Song Chujiu was so dizzy that he didn¡¯t even bother to go back and was going to stay upstairs for the night.
¡°As a result, the power went out before I could return to my room, and now I don¡¯t even have a place to sit.
Song Chujiu could hardly stand, and felt that as long as he closed his eyes, he would fall asleep immediately.
Xiao Moqing stood calmly in the elevator. Although the surroundings were dark, she could still feel the man's ubiquitous aura.
Song Chujiu leaned against the corner of the elevator.
The darkness can easily make people drowsy, and her head was extremely dizzy. When she was about to fall asleep, Song Chujiu fell to the side again.
A strong arm held her up.
Song Chujiu sobered up a little, "Thank you."
Even she began to feel that she was really throwing herself into his arms.
She rubbed her temples and could only say: "I'm going to rest for a while. Someone or a call will come later. Please call me, Mr. Xiao."
Not in the mood to think about what Xiao Moqing thought, Song Chujiu sat against the wall of the elevator, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She hasn¡¯t felt so tired or sleepy for a long time.
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Song Chujiu¡¯s eyebrows trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
What catches the eye is the elegant ceiling and the exquisite crystal chandelier.
Song Chujiu was stunned for a few seconds.
Many times, when she opened her eyes in the morning, she didn¡¯t know where she was. She always felt that everything that happened before was all a dream.
Song Chujiu rubbed his aching head and remembered what happened yesterday.
Yesterday, she drank two glasses of wine, and then she got so drunk that she decided to book a hotel room for one night, and then
The elevator seemed to have a power outage. She was so dizzy that she didn't care about her image, so she sat down and rested for a while.
And then, was she sent back to the room?
My chaotic mind finally woke up slightly, but there was still some pain. It didn¡¯t feel like the pain after a hangover, but rather like exhaustion without a good rest.
Song Chujiu calmed down, and after he regained consciousness, he was about to lift the quilt and stand up, when he suddenly found that his waist felt a little heavy. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com