Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 108 Wiping Dry
As a girl herself, Qi Shuangxue could naturally understand Han Qi's behavior and emotions after getting drunk, and therefore she was also very worried.

However, since the other party has been resisting his approach, he might as well let the boss try. He can't really let her stay wet forever, can he?
Although it's May and quite hot outside, this high-altitude hotel has air conditioning running everywhere.

Even if I turn off the air conditioning now, the indoor temperature will be hard to rise in a short time, and I will definitely catch a cold and get a fever in the long run.

Zhuo Tong took the bath towel and clothes from Qi Shuangxue and said:
"Assistant Qi, you can go home for the day."

"But Boss..."

Zhuo Tong smiled:
"Alright, even though I'm single now, I'm very good at taking care of girls."

Qi Shuangxue nodded and quietly left the presidential suite.

However, in order to be able to drive Zhuo Tong on time tomorrow, she chose to book the cheapest single room at the same hotel.

In order not to upset Han Qi, Zhuo Tong slowly walked into the bathroom, trying her best to suppress the sound of her footsteps and not make any unnecessary noise.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Even the thunder and rain outside the window were completely inaudible thanks to the hotel's excellent soundproofing.

Upon noticing someone approaching, Han Qi slightly raised his head.

At this moment, her entire face, including her eye sockets, was a deep wine red, exuding a helpless yet subtly alluring charm.

When he walked up to her, Han Qi visibly shrank back, and his expression became even more awkward.

However, compared to the obvious disgust and resistance he had shown towards Qi Shuangxue just now, his mood was much better now.

It seems that changing to someone else has been much more effective.

Zhuo Tong slowly knelt down on one knee and placed the towel in her hand in front of Han Qi:

"Shall I help you dry off?"

Han Qi remained silent, staring intently at Zhuo Tong, his eyes flickering with hesitation, before finally nodding slightly.

Zhuo Tong gently draped a towel over her head to absorb the water droplets on her hair, then separated them into bunches and wiped them individually.

After most of the water droplets on the surface were wiped away, he began to rub her head with a towel.

The force was very light; Han Qi kept his eyes fixed on Zhuo Tong without moving an inch.

A moment later, she suddenly raised her hands, went around behind Zhuo Tong, and hugged him tightly, burying her head deeply in his stomach:

"Don't leave, okay?"

"Okay, I promise I won't leave. I'll stay here."

"Ah."

And so, the two remained in a somewhat awkward position, but Zhuo Tong still managed to dry her hair and neck smoothly.

"Why don't you take off your clothes and wipe yourself down?"

"No."

Han Qi burrowed his head into Zhuo Tong's arms:

"I need you to wipe it for me, otherwise you'll run away in a bit."

"OK then."

Zhuo Tong sighed, pinched the hem of her shirt with both hands, and slowly pulled it up.

Han Qi was wearing a thin, close-fitting tank top today, and since it was wet, it was easy to take it off.

With one hand, Zhuo Tong tossed the wet clothes into the laundry basket next to her, and with one hand, she skillfully unhooked her bra.

Well, there's nothing special about it, it's just a matter of practice.

"Pants……"

"You take it off."

"it is good."

Zhuo Tong silently thought to himself, "I'm sorry for the offense!"

Then he helped Han Qi take off all her clothes that were soaked by the rain. Fortunately, they hadn't been in the rain for very long, and at least the bottom layer of her clothes wasn't wet, so he didn't need to help her change.

"I'm so tired, let me lean on you for a bit."

Han Qi sat up and rested his head on Zhuo Tong's shoulder. He fell asleep the next second, making soft snoring noises.

But she still held tightly to Zhuo Tong's waist, showing no intention of letting go.

The two of them were forced to wipe their bodies in this position, facing each other and embracing.

The smooth back was fine, but the area in front of her body was mostly pressed against her skin, and Zhuo Tong had to reach in with difficulty to wipe it off.

Of course, this inevitably leads to encountering those well-trained, sporty headlights.

What stands out from the overall wheat-colored paint of the car is that the front of the headlights has a pink lens that exudes a girlish charm. The lights should look very nice when the headlights are turned on.

For a sporty coupe like this, comparable to the BMW 8 Series, the surface of the car cover will inevitably undergo prolonged and intense friction with the air, causing the paint to become dull.

It's truly a stark contrast.

Every time Zhuo Tong wiped the headlights with a towel, her body would tremble slightly, her waist would suddenly tense, and she would let out a soft moan.

I never expected to hear such a delicate voice from Han Qi.

But Zhuo Tong forcibly restrained his playful nature, deciding to wait until he had finished his serious business before doing so.

Furthermore, it's unacceptable to take advantage of her while she's drunk without her consent throughout the entire process.

I'm a respectable person, and I always treat girls with utmost respect.

After drying her off, Zhuo Tong quickly dressed her in the clothes Qi Shuangxue had just bought for her—a loose-fitting, pure black T-shirt.

Just as they were about to pick up the sleeping Han Qi and put her to bed so she could rest, she suddenly woke up.

Han Qi shoved Zhuo Tong to the ground, then pounced on him like a cheetah, rubbing his head against Zhuo Tong's chest.

Luckily, I braced myself with my hands when I fell, otherwise I might have passed out from the impact.

She's quite strong; after all, that muscular physique isn't something she built for nothing.

"Didn't you promise to stay with me? Why are you leaving now..."

"I didn't plan to leave, I just wanted to help you to bed so you could get some rest."

"Huh? Go to bed? Why do we need to go to bed? Can't we sleep here?"

Han Qi raised her head, tilted it slightly, and blinked at Zhuo Tong. If it weren't for her slightly slurred speech, it would be impossible to tell whether she was drunk or not.

"Be good, listen to me. The floor is cold, let's go to bed and sleep, okay?"

"No, no, no!"

She shook her head desperately, like a child throwing a tantrum at their parents.

“Saki doesn’t want to be obedient, and Saki doesn’t want to be a good child.”

She pouted and pressed her cheek against Zhuo Tong's chest, near his heart, as if trying to feel the heartbeat that proved her existence.

"Saki just wants someone to keep her company."

That last sentence, tinged with a slight sob, almost melted Zhuo Tong's heart.

I grew up in a harmonious family. Although my life was relatively simple, I was very happy and content before my father passed away.

A reliable and dependable father, a loving and gentle mother.

The mischievous and willful younger sister, and the cute and clingy Gu Yao.

In addition, his outgoing personality meant that he never lacked friends, starting from kindergarten.

Therefore, I have never experienced what loneliness is.

(End of this chapter)