Paris France......

As soon as the plane was off, Lu Xuyao went straight to the PC Group branch to preside over the meeting.

During this period, Gu Ruofeng was cleaning the room in the hotel.

In Lu Xuyao's words, she just came to be a dog leg for him. As for why she didn't take her to the branch office, I'm afraid she would disturb him at the meeting.

She raised her watch and glanced at the time, wow! Unexpectedly, it's seven o'clock in the evening, isn't he only holding a three-hour meeting? Why haven't you come back yet? It seems that this man's body is stronger than she imagined. From boarding to getting off the plane, he didn't even get drool, and his iron body couldn't stand him tossing, right?

Suddenly I remembered his assistant's explanation before leaving. Anyway, there was nothing to do now. Instead, ask the assistant about the man's usual preferences. She avoided the minefield and catered to his preferences.

The assistant passed an email to her mailbox, she clicked on the email, and read it roughly.

Lu Xuyao is 1.86 meters tall and 30 years old. He loves golf and likes silver, black and pink.

Seeing the two words pink, Gu Ruofeng took a sip with no image. Isn't pink the color that little girls like? This man actually likes pink.

She couldn't help dragging the mouse further down. The following is about his great achievements, so you don't need to look at it. Below is what he is allergic to.

The most typical of these are dogs, milk and wine.

liqueur? The most successful businessman, he can't even touch wine. What if he meets some banquets?

In the thoughts, the sound of opening the door came from the security door. Gu Ruofeng quickly shut down the computer and stood up.

The man's face did not look particularly energetic. He tore off his chest tie, took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa.

"Mr. Lu, I've ordered dinner for you. Do you need to bring it now?" Gu Ruofeng also knew that the man had a meeting and a plane, which made him look very tired.

So she tried to prepare everything for him in advance according to his preferences, which is what he should do as his personal secretary.

The man lowered his hand on his forehead and said loudly, "Pour me a glass of water."

"it is good."

When she entered the kitchen, she couldn't help looking back at him, knowing that he had stomach problems, and she poured him hot water on purpose.

The man's long fingers stretched out, took a sip of water from her cup, and the chapped lips were instantly moisturized.

"I'll go to bed first, don't disturb me."

"Ah? But you haven't had dinner yet? Besides, you've been hungry for a day!"

Lu Xuyao frowned, and said impatiently, "Shut up! There is nothing to disturb me."

Gu Ruofeng shut up and shut up. Should she be so fierce, she is also good for him, but she has no good intentions.

But from the moment he entered the door until now, his face seems to have been a bit wrong, wouldn't it be sick?

The door of the man's room wasn't closed. She stood boldly at the door and asked carefully, "Where are you uncomfortable, Mr. Lu? May I see you for a doctor?"

The man in the room didn't say anything, and the quilt rising high looked a little weird. Gu Ruofeng got closer again: "Mr. Lu, are you all right?"

She walked in front of him and found that the man closed his eyes tightly, his forehead exuded cold sweat, and his lips were as white as a piece of paper, looking like he was sick.

Gu Ruofeng couldn't take care of that much, squatted down, put his hand on his forehead, and frowned: "Does the stomach hurt?"

He was about to withdraw his hand, but his wrist was clasped by the man. Gu Ruofeng exclaimed, and then she was dragged into the bed and pressed on the man.