Verse 7: Are you declaring war on me with this attitude now?
He raised an eyebrow, "What then, now that the entire hotel is fully booked, why don't you let me sleep on the street?" ”
"How do I know, you are the dignified young master of the Mu family, you have to let the girl be, there are so many hotels nearby, so little money, it's a drop in the bucket for you Mu Da Shaolai, could it be that you are still beating my idea, don't think about it! I arrived at the hotel before you. She deliberately spoke loudly.
"Are you declaring war on me with this attitude now? As I said, if you compete against bad men, you'll only lose more. He asked casually.
"What do you mean, I'm going out to find a hotel?" She glared at him softly.
"Or else?"
"I said Mu Dashao, do you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!" He is so hateful, Wang Xiaoman, such a person, do you still praise him as your male god?
Wang Xiaoman couldn't help but shake his head, and a smile flew over his handsome face.
In the room, I suddenly felt that there was a fragrant fragrance blooming silently.
Suddenly, Mu Shaoqian put down the room card in his hand and raised his eyes to stare at her, "It's a little hot, do you think?" ”
"Is there one?" She blinked, she felt hot too, but in order not to let him catch her handle, she could only prevaricate.
"I'll turn on the air conditioner, don't you mind!"
"Don't mind, you can tune it."
Mu Shaoqian nodded, got up and walked to the position of the air conditioner, picked up the remote control and adjusted the temperature in the room, there seemed to be an inexplicable restlessness in his chest, but he couldn't tell what it was for a while.
Head, slightly drunk.
He inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wang Xiaoman, who was wearing a snow-white nightgown, her curvaceous body swaying back and forth under the bright light, and her gestures revealed a charming and delicate atmosphere.
Inky dark eyes roamed unconsciously over her delicate figure, and reason told him that he shouldn't stare at her like this, but ...... His brain seemed to be a little dull, and he didn't listen to commands, as if there was a passion surging in his veins, not only burning his heart, but also burning his body.
He went to the refrigerator again and took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips with his head up, hoping to eliminate the abnormal heat in his body.
What's the matter, he didn't drink, why did he think he was drunk?
Maybe the perfume sprayed by the hotel was too strong, he thought.
He continued to take another sip of water, and the cool liquid slid down his throat and into his stomach, but the restlessness in his left chest became more and more obvious.
Wang Xiaoman also suddenly felt that something was wrong, she pulled the collar, the hair that was scattered on her shoulders became messy, the two blushes set off a pretty face even more cutely, and a thin murmur escaped from her lips, "I don't think it's getting hotter and hotter......"
She turned her head and looked in the direction of the air conditioner, the remote control was still in Mu Shaoqian's hand, she walked over and said, "Turn it down a little more." ”
Grabbing the remote control, he inadvertently touched his palm, and a surge of electricity surged between the two of them.
The two of them looked at each other, and the air surrounding them suddenly became a little more ambiguous.
She raised her eyes to stare at him, her lips slightly opened, as if she was making a sweet call to him.
His eyes darkened, and he looked down at the bewildered little face, and the riot was about to stir up.
"Tune into...... 17 degrees ......" Her voice was obviously hoarse, her eyes were a little confused, and her red lips were fatally confused, he was really about to explode