Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

In the past, I felt extremely disgusted and even nauseous whenever I saw her.

Rong Che frowned slightly, attributing this to the fact that he had been drinking.

"Ding-dong—System notification: Rong Che's favorability towards you has increased by 10, now at 40. His favorability towards Xue Mengyao is 80."

Zhao Qingyou sat on the sofa in the corner, holding a wine glass in her fair hand.

She turned the glass slightly, and the red wine inside swirled within it.

Her dark eyes seemed to have been tinged with a bewitching luster.

The party ended, and although Zhao Qingyou tried to control herself, she was still slightly tipsy.

Fortunately, there is a hotel upstairs.

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

She took the room key and went into the elevator. Just as she was about to close the elevator door, another person walked in.

Looking at the person in front of her, Zhao Qingyou quickly moved to the side.

A hint of surprise also appeared on Rong Che's face.

If Zhao Qingyou hadn't come in before him, he would have assumed she had inquired about his affairs.

As Rong Che walked in, he looked at the floor number on the elevator. It just so happened that the floor he was going to press was also the floor she was going to press.

He involuntarily raised his eyebrows again as the elevator doors slowly closed.

There were two people, one standing on each side, and neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was quite awkward.

Zhao Qingyou watched as the elevator floors kept increasing.

Just then, the elevator suddenly made a loud bang and stopped moving.

The lights inside the elevator were turned off at that moment.

Zhao Qingyou's body swayed unsteadily. She grabbed the handrail on one side and it took her a few seconds to stabilize herself.

There have been far too many things happening with elevators in recent years.

Once the elevator stopped moving, Rong Che walked to the side and dialed a phone.

"The elevator malfunctioned, and we're trapped inside... um... there are two of us!"

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

His hand also grasped the handrail he had reached out to.

His gaze swept over Zhao Qingyou's posture, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"Your posture is quite standard!"

It seems that the two of them had already started talking at the meeting. Now, Rong Che no longer felt that disgust towards Zhao Qingyou and even started talking to her.

"They're afraid of dying, so they definitely have to learn!"

Zhao Qingyou's gaze lingered on him for a moment.

"Your posture is perfect!"

"I'm afraid of dying too!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Even though it's such a big hotel, I didn't expect that the elevator maintenance was really inadequate."

Zhao Qingyou couldn't help but complain about this matter.

Domestically, this has been a serious oversight.

"Yes, that's definitely not good!"

Rong Che also strongly agreed.

In the darkness, in this confined space, the two began to talk, one after the other.

Both of them spoke very slowly.

After all, oxygen is very limited in this place.

Both of them had studied abroad, and as they chatted, they discovered that they had a lot in common.

They stayed in that elevator for almost two hours, and then they stopped talking.