The two returned to the hotel and just pushed open the door of the room, and before the light was turned on, Mo Siyan suddenly shook Tong Lele's hand.

Tong Lele was also very alert, and then the light in the hotel corridor glanced around and instantly understood.

There was a change in the room, and there was another atmosphere.

Their eyes swept several places at the same time, and finally settled in the direction of the large cloakroom in the suite.

Mo Siyan pulled Tong Lele and hid her behind him, did not turn on the light, and put her footsteps so that she could hardly hear the sound.

In the rather dark room, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing, and although the pressure was very low and subtle, they could still detect it.

Mo Siyan has the habit of carrying a gun with him, a pistol the size of a black palm, delicate and accurate, and the lethality is also strong.

He took out what he couldn't say and put it into Tong Lele's hand.

The cloakroom was a door, and although it was closed at the moment, he could feel the sound of breathing inside, and there were more than one or two.

Mo Siyan silently patted Tong Lele's hand, and Tong Lele stood on the side of the door against the wall in understanding.

Mo Siyan stretched out his fingers, "One, two, three." ”

Then he slammed the door open with extreme violence.

Tong Lele didn't move, because if it was an enemy, they would have reacted accordingly at the moment when the door was kicked open, but the place where they were was was safe.

They need to wait for the enemy to react first and then judge the enemy's location, numbers, and weapons.

However......

There is no enemy.

Mo Simiao's noisy voice sounded, "Second brother and sister-in-law are happily married!" ”

Then the cloakroom light came on, followed by the crackling of streamer salutes.

A group of people were like two fools, and they were very excited to let the streamers float all over their bodies.

Mo Siyan: "......"

Tong Lele: "......"

"Happy newlyweds!" It was the voice of Ling Shuang Mobao.

"Happy newlyweds!" It's the big nursery rhyme of Mo, their voice.

Mo Simiao: "Hey, no, second brother, why did you kick it?" ”

Mo Siyan: "......"

Mo Simiao said and ran out like an eighth woman to turn on the light, and then saw Tong Lele.

Tong Lele: "......"

"I'll go to the second sister-in-law, what are you doing with a gun?"

Tong Lele rubbed his nose, "Oh, that, you, your second brother played with me." ”

Mo Simiao: "......"

Mo Simiao turned her eyes to look at Mo Siyan, and Mo Siyan nodded, "En." ”

Mo Simiao: "......"

I believe you're a bad old man, you're bad!

Everyone squeezed out, all in unison: "......"

"Playing with guns on the wedding night, brother-in-law, you're a bit of a bad little friend." Fairy tales are coming.

Tong Lele's face turned red suddenly.

Everyone laughed, "Second master, you are too good at playing!" ”

"The second master is so six, can you still hint like this! Learned, learned! ”

Mo Siyan: "......"

Can this group of people be a little bit more second?

Before Mo Siyan could speak, everyone went to ridicule Tong Lele.

"Oh, you two are really good at playing!"

Tong Lele was confused, we really didn't play!

You hide like this, hide in the shadows without saying a word, and you can easily get killed, do you know?

In fact, everyone knows why they are like this, but isn't this just taking the opportunity to deliberately ridicule the two, how can they let it go!

Seeing Tong Lele's face crimson, Ling Shuang said, "Le, do you understand my second master's crazy hint?" ”

Tong Lele: "......"

"That's right." Tong Meili said, "Hurry up, give birth to a few little children for us to play!" ”

Everyone is not taboo in every word, and the troublesome Tong Lele has become a big red face.