When Yan Mo packed up and went downstairs, she happened to see the waiter give Mr. Zhao a room card.

Yan Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and when she went downstairs, Lu Yao said to her, "Yan Miao found someone to get the card in your room just now and gave it to the fat man, and she will definitely design it for you to go to the room again." ”

"yes, got it."

Yan Mo nodded, took a glass of wine and walked towards Yan Miao.

"Sister, I respect you."

Yan Mo suddenly raised the wine glass in her hand to Yan Miao.

Yan Miao suddenly looked confused, she hadn't made a move yet, this slut came to the door by herself?

It's just that the next moment, Yan Mo's feet suddenly crooked and hit Yan Miao hard, and the two fell to the ground at the same time, spilling red wine on the ground.

Yan Miao suddenly felt that the room card in her hand had been drawn, and she looked down anxiously only to find that the room card had fallen next to her skirt, and immediately picked it up in a panic.

"Momo, it's okay."

"Miaomy."

The two were helped up by their respective friends.

Yan Mo glanced down at the wrinkled skirt and pouted helplessly, "It seems that I have to go up and clean it up again." ”

She went upstairs again with her room key.

About three minutes later, Yan Miao glanced at An Qiuling and said, "Mom, I'll go change my clothes." ”

She brought two sets of clothes, one for dancing and one for a donation meeting.

"Go ahead."

An Qiuling looked at her baby daughter gently, and sighed slightly in her heart.

His two daughters are better than Yan Mo's little slut, why does the son of the Sheng family want to protect Yan Mo and Li Beicheng......

"Madam, Second Miss, let me tell you......"

"What?"

An Qiuling looked at the waiter who came to deliver the letter with a stunned face, and looked upstairs anxiously, it was already late.

Yan Mo clenched the card in her hand and went directly to the third floor.

The third floor is the VIP area, all of which are luxury suites, although she took the card, she didn't know which one it was, so she could only plan to try it one by one.

I didn't want her to be very lucky, so I chose a random door and opened it.

Looking at the open door, Yan Mo took a deep breath and walked in.

The sound of footsteps that followed was thin and urgent, and Yan Miao took the card and looked at it with a confused expression, "Which room is it, I forgot the room number." ”

So, the next moment, Yan Miao took Yan Mo's technique, and began to try one room after another, and it took three attempts to open the door.

"Brother Beicheng ......"

Yan Miao jumped in excitedly.

"Beauty, you're here."

However, the man who reached out to hug Yan Miao, the short and chubby man was not Li Beicheng at all, but Mr. Zhao who Yan Miao found to design Yan Mo.

"Ah, let go, how are you, let go ......"

"Dead fat, let me go."

Yan Miao panicked and struggled desperately.

However, how could she be a thin little girl, how could she be the opponent of Mr. Zhao, who weighed several times her weight.

Mr. Zhao was drugged and had lost his mind, so he directly dragged Yan Miao and threw him on the bed.

"Help, help......"

The soundproofing of the suite is excellent, and Yan Miao's shouting cannot be heard outside.

In the next room, Yan Mo probed her head and looked, and there was the sound of bathing in the bathroom.

She glanced quietly, and through the glass of the bathroom, she saw the man's sturdy waist and cold and hard lines.

Yan Mo's cheeks flushed, she quietly exited the bathroom, glanced at the big bed sprinkled with rose petals, and couldn't help but sneer.

It seems that Yan Miao has already arranged it.