I patiently went to see the front desk lady and what I was going to do.

I took out my phone and texted Fang Luyao, asking her to bring me a piece of clothing to save me time for talking nonsense. As for whether Fang Luyao comes or not, it depends on her appearance.

"Miss Fang, I'm sorry, because there is no room today, so ......" The front desk lady could have said it confidently, but I couldn't.

My face was dissatisfied, and my brow furrowed slightly.

The front desk lady looked stern, and after a while, it seemed as if she had received some notice, or thought of something. He smiled.

"Miss Fang, Mr. Yan has a permanent room here, and he can make an exception for you, but it's only for three hours." The front desk lady will please me, knowing that Yan Shaocheng is the son-in-law of the Fang family, she should let the Fang family say anything.

What a clever woman, it's just that she opened the back door to me like this, and before I even mentioned it, she had already solved it.

But I'm curious, which is more important to offend Yan Shaocheng in order to please the Fang family? Or she wouldn't blame her for being fair to me, so she really didn't have any fear of doing this?

I was confused, puzzled by such a strange reaction. She was so clever that I was puzzled and even felt wrong. I'm overly sensitive, so I'm always wondering if there's a problem.

"Thank you then." Everyone likes smart and clever people, but I prefer loyal ones to me, and I can trust them not to betray me, but I am afraid that I can't find such a person in this world, because I naturally don't like to trust others, and I don't trust others.

I took the room card and turned around and walked towards the elevator, I looked at the room card in my hand, and suddenly remembered that Yan Shaocheng was also holding such a room card when he threatened me, and I suddenly wondered if what Yan Shaocheng gave me was here?

If that's the case, it's interesting, I don't know what kind of scene his dear fiancée Fang Luyao will see when she sees it? What kind of mood is it?

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It was only when I walked in that I took a closer look at this suite. I looked at this room that looked like it was very retro. It's like the way it was renovated in the 80s, and it does have a strange feel at this time. I looked carefully, and I couldn't see anything special, let alone understand why Yan Shao would have to stay in a suite for so long.

Yan Shaocheng has his own villa, so he can't live here. So this suite is not often frequented by Yan Shaocheng, but why is he so idle? He is not the kind of person who has a lot of money to send out, although it is under the banner of Founder, but Yan Shao has become a business-like attitude, and he will naturally pay.

So I feel that Yan Shaocheng must have a reason, and there is a reason why he often books a suite. I walked and looked carefully at the configuration in the room, it was all sparse and ordinary, nothing unusual.

I'm wondering if I'm a little too suspicious, or maybe Yan Shaocheng really just simply ordered a suite, but I don't like to change rooms all the time?

Thinking of this, I walked to the closet and took out a yukata. In this case, the impact is not very good.

Of course, there are Yan Shaocheng's clothes in the closet, but there are not too many scattered clothes, which should be Yan Shaocheng's spare clothes. Of course, there is a smell exclusive to Yan Shaocheng on this yukata, and I was not familiar with the smell of Yan Shaocheng, but I had no choice but to get too close to him, and I unconsciously got used to the smell on his body.

The smell on Yan Shaocheng's body is not the smell of simple cologne, he doesn't seem to like men's perfume too much, there is too much of a clean and refreshing smell on his body, but it is unique, and he can distinguish it lightly as soon as he smells it.

Of course, maybe it's because I'm thinking too much about myself, so I'm here with Yan Shaocheng's yukata and thinking about it, if someone else sees it, they think I'm seeing things and thinking about people, smelling and knowing men.

I turned around and walked to the bathroom, everything was available, of course, Yan Shaocheng would not like to use disposable things, so what was placed here at the moment was his own preference.

Of course, I don't think it's the cleaning done by the hotel staff, because I know very well the normal placement of the hotel, the habitual golden section, and not such an almost morbid neat placement.

From large to small, from light to dark in color, it seems that his standard is very strange.

I ignored his habits and completely messed up his neatly arranged things.

There's a demon living in my heart, so I see everything as bad as it gets.

After being disturbed by my carefulness, I smiled wickedly and went to release the water with peace of mind. I like to take baths, so I usually stay for a long time. I looked at the slight sawdust on my clothes, thinking that it was still too easy, it must not be counted like this, I would not feel comfortable without fixing her.

Before I knew it, I felt like I had been soaking for a long time, and my fingertips were white, and it seemed that I was going to drown in the bathtub one day.

I picked up the shower gel on the table and wiped it on my body, very strictly.

It wasn't until I wiped it on my body that I knew where the refreshing smell on Yan Shaocheng's body came from, and I really couldn't forget this smell. I glanced at the bottle of shower gel in my hand, it was a French brand, I really didn't pay that much attention to shower gel, I just knew that buying high-end products in large quantities like a nouveau riche, there was nothing to love at all.

But it seems that Yan Shaocheng loves this kind of taste very much, and Yan Shaocheng has always had this refreshing taste. You can only smell it up close, but now I have it all over my body.

I remember hearing a saying that husband and wife are shared with the same taste.

I had a wicked laugh in my head. Husband and wife? It's simply a derogatory term, in my Jingxian's life world, my parents' marriage only tells me one thing. The so-called love is a trick of interests, the so-called marriage is all a money scam, and the so-called relationship is a senseless gamble.

Never believe in marriage, never put all your own qiē on a man's body, never believe in feelings.

I smiled and got up and put on my yukata, thinking that it should be coming soon, and Fang Luyao should come and deliver clothes to me.

I looked at myself in the mirror and gave myself a bad smile. It's better for people to have no heart and lungs, so that they won't get tired when they live. Women should not rely on men, but should learn to rely on themselves.

I think I should go to the living room and wait for her at this moment, after all, I can't stay in the bathroom all the time.

Yan Shaocheng's yukata was so wide that I tightened my belt a little tighter, and then went to open the bathroom door.