Who the hell is it......

One of the main consequences of having too much debt is that when you dream of a grudge with a certain woman, you wake up and you don't remember which woman it is......

No matter, if you buy a watch, as long as it's not Song Lingling, no one cares!

When he woke up again, it was already dawn, Li Moyang opened his sleepy eyes, and saw Song Yiming wrapping the quilt tightly and shrinking it into a ball, like a mochi.

While smiling and getting dressed, Li Moyang pushed the hemp potato with his foot, \"Hey, hey, hey, get up, the sun is drying your butt...... You still think this is a country, and you can still wrap the quilt so tightly on such a hot day......\"

The hemp potato didn't move.

Li Moyang pushed him angrily and funny, and raised his voice, \"Hey, are you going to find a way to save me together?\ don't tell me you're going to plan with me all day in the quilt today!\"

After a while, a whining sound came from inside the hemp potato: \"Don't make a noise with me, there will be a wake-up call from the hotel waiter in a while......"

Li Moyang shook his head and looked at the mess on the ground, \"I said, then can you pick up the dirty clothes you threw on the ground first?\"

\"It's okay, there will be a hotel waiter who will come and get the laundry room directly to the ......\"

\"Can you throw your bedside instant noodle bowl in the trash?What if you drop the horn and the sheets get dirty?\"

\"It's okay, there will be a hotel waiter who will come and take it and throw it away......"

\"Uh...... Then you're going to clean up the toilet paper on the floor that you jerked off to last night!\"

\"It's okay, the hotel waiter will come to clean up the ...... for me in a while\"

"The waiter will get everything!I said can you have a little bit of interest??\" Li Moyang kicked at Song Yiming's bed, \"I said you are so lazy, sooner or later you will become as fat as Mr. Jiang!\"

As soon as Li Moyang's words fell, a head with a beard and unshaven hair like a chicken nest came out of the hemp potato, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You know the, if the waitress who comes in a moment is a beautiful girl, maybe I'll be okay...... Wahahaha......\"

"What else can you do? Let the house pick up your toilet paper for you?"

Li Moyang gave him a blank look, walked into the bathroom and began to wash, and said inarticulately: "Besides, if it's an African chicken that comes in a while, are you also interested in?"

Song Yiming also walked in with a towel, \"Haha, you still don't admit it, Brother Yang, I'll tell you, the waiters in their five-star hotels here are basically Asian, Asian women are more considerate and can do fine work than African women, this is an undeniable thing......"

\"Alright, alright, God's chatter...... Aren't you not going to get up?\" Li Moyang teased Song Yiming and washed his face indiscriminately, Song Yiming shaved his face and cleaned the shaving bubbles on his face.

"To tell you, I also think it's a bit rude for me to lie in bed to greet the waiter's cuties...... Haha, don't you guys get up and clean up. \"

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door, Song Yiming ran over with a happy face, \"Hehe, I'm coming~~ Let me see if it's a big beauty~~\"

Looking at Song Yiming's pouting ass on the cat's eye, Li Moyang really saw what it means to be a real ** silk. "Cut, Nima is a man......" Song Yiming kicked the door with a disappointed face and pulled the doorknob open.

\"Hey, I mean, don't you have a waitress here?...... to clean the room and send a man up."

Song Yiming's voice suddenly stopped, and there was no more. Li Moyang didn't care about wiping his face, looking at Song Yiming's watch, and he didn't know if the waiter outside the door was eating......

Li Moyang tilted his head and looked out the door, there was a man about 30 years old standing at the door, although his skin was dark, it was obviously the kind of Asian black skin, and his dark hair and eyes also proved his Asian identity.

In other words, this hotel is indeed a rough line, and it would choose such an Asian man as a room attendant...... Oh no, why can't the room attendant be such a big man...... Well, I'm making up for it again...... This also seems to be a kind of mindset, as if the room attendant in the hotel must be a woman......

\"I said, didn't you have enough fun last night?, the family is here to work, so don't you ......\"

Li Moyang wiped the water on his face and played a round field, but Song Yiming ignored his words, his eyebrows were all stirred together, and he said coldly: \"Yang Guoying?\"

The waiter at the door was stunned for a moment, then nodded, \"Yes...... It's me...... Pls sir, how do you know my name?\"

Song Yiming sneered, sneered again, and said in an extremely mocking voice, "What do you ask me? Why do you ask me to know your name?"

The waiter, apparently not understanding what was going on, pursed his lips, but as if suddenly he remembered something, he showed a hint of doubt, and then it quickly turned into surprise, and then deepened and became fear.

Li Moyang looked at the dramatic changes on the waiter's face, and before he could react to what was going on, the waiter suddenly threw down the things in his hand, turned his head and ran.

"Stop!Don't run!Dare to run again, you try!!\" Song Yiming suddenly rushed out angrily, pointing at the waiter and roaring.

It's strange to say, Song Yiming yelled like this, and the waiter really stopped, Song Yiming saw that he didn't run again, so he continued, \"You come over for me, finish what you have to do, or believe it or not, I'll tell your foreman to let you get out of here??\"

The waiter shuddered, lowered his head and slowly retreated to the door, cowering.

Song Yiming looked like he had lost his mind, pushed and shoved the waiter into the room, kicked him in the back again, and said fiercely: "Clean this place for Lao Tzu immediately, and clean it on your knees, hurry up!"

The waiter raised his head tremblingly, Song Yiming saw that he was unhappy, so he said, \"The carpet in Lao Tzu's room is a little dirty, don't you bring a vacuum cleaner, hurry up, wipe it on my knees! Hurry up!!"

Song Yiming's last few words were so loud that the waiter shrank back, but he didn't dare to raise any objections, so he knelt down obediently, wiped the carpet with a rag, and picked up the garbage all over the ground into the trash can.

Song Yiming made a "shhh" gesture to Li Moyang, signaling not to speak.