Chapter 277 Fruit Delivery
Cui Changjia bought anything he thought looked good that he had tried.

Not only clothes, but also bags, shoes and so on. In just one hour, Zhou Qingyan paid for dozens of orders for her. If the mall was not about to close, Zhou Qingyan could have booked the entire mall.

Because he bought too much, Zhou Qingyan asked the store clerk to deliver it directly to Jinzhou Hotel.

After leaving the mall, Cui Changjia said, "You must be hungry too, let's find a place to eat."

Zhou Qingyan hummed, yes, he was very hungry and thirsty.
It was too late, so the two of them found a random restaurant to drink some porridge and eat some dishes, and then went back to the hotel together.

When I got back, I saw a pile of bags of clothes, shoes, etc. at the front desk.

"Mr. Zhou, this is your stuff. I'll send it to your room later."

Cui Changjia said, "Just send her to room 306."

Zhou Qingyan said, "Wrong, it's not 306, it's 808."

Cui Changjia smiled and said, "306 is my room."

As soon as she arrived, she booked room 306, which was Zhou Qingyan's room. Otherwise, how could she find out Zhou Qingyan's room number?
Zhou Qingyan froze. His wife wasn't going to live with him tonight.
The clothes and other items were finally sent to Zhou Qingyan's room. He said that with so many things, he was afraid Cui Changjia might not be able to take them with her when she returned, so he would bring them back to her when he returned.

Cui Changjia thought it made sense, so he followed Zhou Qingyan upstairs to pack up their things.

With so many things packed in boxes, it was difficult to carry them when she left. She had to unpack them and take out some clothes to change into.

The two receptionists watched Zhou Qingyan and Cui Changjia leave and whispered, "This man is so rich. He has so many things, all from big brands, costing tens of thousands."

"They live in a suite, how can they not have money?"

"God is blind. Why do all the handsome guys belong to others?"

“But I think they are a good match.”

Zhou Qingyan helped Cui Changjia squat on the ground to unpack the boxes.

Cui Changjia said as he sorted out his things, "Why did you buy so many for me? If I take these back, my dad will definitely scold me for being useless."

"Don't be afraid," Zhou Qingyan said calmly, "Go to the mall and buy some for them when you get back, and you won't be scolded."

Ok.

After packing up, Cui Changjia packed the things he would wear tomorrow into a separate bag, took it in his hand, and said to Zhou Qingyan, "It's too late. I'm leaving first. You should also go to bed early. We'll have breakfast together tomorrow morning."

Zhou Qingyan was reluctant to leave, but he didn't say anything, nor did he see Cui Changjia off.

Cui Changjia returned to her room, put down her clothes and bag, and went to take a shower first.

It was hot and the train was stuffy. She was sweating all over and felt uncomfortable all over. She felt much better after taking a shower.

I had just finished taking a shower and was putting on a bathrobe and preparing to blow dry my hair when I heard someone ringing the doorbell.

Cui Changjia asked while wiping his hair with a towel, "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Qingyan's voice came from outside the door, "I'll bring you some fruit."

"Oh, wait."

Cui Changjia hurriedly changed his clothes and went to open the door after he was dressed neatly. Then he saw Zhou Qingyan standing outside with a fruit plate.

He had taken a shower and his hair was still wet. He changed into casual clothes from the shirt and trousers he wore during the day, making him look like a boy next door.

He came in smiling and said, "You are pretending to send me fruit, but I am really sending you fruit." But when he walked in, he frowned and said, "Your room is too small. We don't want to stay here. I'll change your room." Cui Changjia booked an ordinary room with a big bed. The room was indeed not big, but it had everything it needed and it was quite clean. That was enough.

Such a room was too small in Zhou Qingyan's eyes, but it was much better than the small hotel where Cui Changjia and Cui Chengze lived in early winter last year.

Cui Changjia said, "I'll only stay for one night, there's no need to waste it. In order to get your room number, this room is registered under your company's account."

"From now on, everything that can be put on my account will be put on my account."

Cui Changjia laughed, "Not really. Sit for a while and eat some fruit. I'll go blow dry my hair."

She had long hair, which was wet and hung on her neck, making her feel uncomfortable.

Zhou Qingyan put the fruit plate on the table and said, "I'll blow it for you."

Cui Changjia felt a little embarrassed and was about to say no, but Zhou Qingyan had already gone into the bathroom and taken out the hair dryer.

He asked Cui Changjia to sit on the chair, plugged in the hair dryer, turned on the switch, and the hair dryer started to buzz.

Zhou Qingyan imitated a barber, stroking Cui Changjia's hair while blowing her hair...

Neither of them spoke, and for a moment the only sound in the room was the buzzing of the hair dryer.

Zhou Qingyan was distracted. Cui Changjia was wearing a black dress with a cross collar. The skin below the collar was dazzling and seductive. It wasn't that he was a hooligan. He was standing and Cui Changjia was sitting. If he lowered his head, he could see...

Zhou Qingyan couldn't blow any more, so he handed the hair dryer to Cui Changjia, "You blow it yourself."

Cui Changjia breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, unplugged the hair dryer, and went to the bathroom to blow dry his hair.

Zhou Qingyan is not cut out for this kind of work. Asking him to blow dry his hair is no different from torture. He might as well do it himself.

Zhou Qingyan followed Cui Changjia to the bathroom and stood at the door, leaning against the door frame to watch Cui Changjia blow dry his hair. For a moment, he felt as if he had experienced this scene before...

Cui Changjia couldn't help laughing at his silly look, "Look at you, silly, what are you looking at?"

After saying that, she turned off the hair dryer. Her hair was already half dry. Her hair was falling out a lot recently, so she decided to let it dry naturally.

Zhou Qingyan saw her coming over and followed her footsteps, then surrounded her when she came out of the bathroom.

Zhou Qingyan's depressed mood affected Cui Changjia.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly.

"It's a good thing you're here."

He really didn't expect that she would take a seven-hour train ride to see him. As she said, how could she not care about him?

Cui Changjia reached out and rubbed the head that was knocked on his shoulder, and whispered, "Okay, let's go eat some fruit. It's getting late. Let's go back and rest early."

Although she rested on the train, it was still seven or eight hours after all. She was also busy all morning and was very tired.

Cui Changjia remembered, walked to where his bag was, took out a small box from the bag, and handed it to Zhou Qingyan who was sitting on the chair.

"what?"

Zhou Qingyan sat on the only chair in the room, and Cui Changjia could only sit by the bed. He said, "This time I bought the land thanks to the help of our factory employees and everyone. I ordered a batch of gold medals and asked the gold shop for a small gadget. You can hang it on the phone."

Zhou Qingyan opened it and raised his eyebrows. It was a small pendant with a painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains. The back was made of gold and the front was painted with enamel. It was very beautiful.