In the bathroom, Xinlu heard the waiter's voice and immediately called her in. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info waiter stared at Ji Momo suspiciously, and walked into the bathroom with a smile.

The sound of water spraying in the bathroom rang out.

The bathroom spraying stopped, and there was a rustling sound.

The bathroom was smoky, and as the waiter opened the bathroom door, the mist drifted out. The waiter walked up to Ji Momo, and Ji Momo took out three hundred-yuan bills and handed them to her. The waiter looked at him strangely and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, there was a quarrel." You young people, you must know how to cherish, you must know how to love, and you must not be too strong for a while and hurt each other. The waiter seemed to come over and admonished him. Ji Momo wanted to defend himself, but he wanted to get darker and darker, so he simply didn't respond.

The waiter left, and Ji Momo also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Xin Lu, who was wrapped in a bath towel.

Xin Lu's hair was wet and not dry, and she stood in front of the door of the room, looking at Ji Momo, making him uncomfortable. After a short silence, Xin Lu suddenly said, "Help me blow my hair." Ji silently agreed, and then walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was filled with smoke and the fragrance of the bath was like the fragrance of heaven. Inadvertently, seeing Xin Lu's changed underwear on the hanger made him blush and hot. I grabbed a hair dryer and walked out of the bathroom. Seeing Ji's silent and shy crimson, Xin Lu also woke up to the underwear in the bathroom, and she was silent. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, Xin Lu sat in front of the sofa, quietly watching the TV soap opera, and Ji stood behind her silently, blowing her long black hair seriously.

Blowing dry his hair, Ji Momo called the front desk again and asked for an expedited change of clothes. When everything was arranged, he took his leave and left.

In room 5018, Ji Momo looked relaxed, lying on his back on the bed, looking at the white roof of the dome, and fell into deep thought. Set off tomorrow, go to Hailuogou, all the way to the scenery, all the way unknown, I don't know whether it is joy and passion, or the dangerous road.

Muma Hill International Villa, Peng Tan's home.

Peng Tan stood in front of the kitchen door, looking at the kitchen, Wen Xin's busy figure, a kind of sweetness, a kind of happiness, lingering in his heart.

Thick mushrooms, tomato stew, three-silk fried vermicelli, and sauce-flavored pork ribs can be described as exquisite, and Peng Tan is dazzled. Set the table, light the candles, pour the red wine, turn off the headlights, and suddenly, the room becomes flickering and romantic. The two raised their glasses and collided, a crisp sound sounded, and a candlelight emitted a bright light, reflecting on the faces of the two, illusory like a dream.

"Tan, do you love me?"

Peng Tan was stunned when asked: "I, of course I love you." ”

Wen Xin asked again: "Do you owe me?" ”

Peng Tan replied, "Yes, I owe you." In my last life, I owed you a life, and I will pay it back with my life in this life. In this life, I owe you a debt and want to repay it with uniqueness. From now on, I will only love you alone, and if you ruin this, you will die without a place to be buried. ”

Peng Tan's confession of love will always make her difficult to help herself, and she can't help herself. Looking at the candlelight, Peng Tan's brilliant appearance is like in a dream. She looked at him as if she was babbling, but she could hear every word in her mouth, all from the bottom of her heart, and they all hurt in her heart.

"I always thought that there was no true love in the world, and it had nothing to do with money and interests. I always thought that my hatred, my blood hatred, might not be able to achieve it for the rest of my life, until I met you and made all of this possible. It is you who make me believe that there is still true love, love, and pure love in the world. It is you who make me feel that my hatred, my blood hatred, can be avenged. (To be continued.) )