When Liu Xiaohan saw that Xia Zizhu was still standing aside, holding her chest with both hands, trembling, Liu Xiaohan gritted her teeth, rushed to Xia Zizhu, raised her slap, and fanned down-

Xia Zizhu trembled with fright, and a wave of fear mixed with chills hit his body, hitting all over his body......

"Ahh Ahh Sneeze ......"

Xia Zizhu half-squinted his big eyes with some hot pain, and sneezed several times in a row.

Three consecutive shots, someone must be worried!

After finishing, when he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Xiaohan blocking his eyes with his hand, and then, Liu Xiaohan slowly lowered his hand and glared at Xia Zizhu fiercely.

What's wrong? Hee-hee......

Xia Zizhu looked innocent, met Liu Xiaohan's unfriendly eyes, and accidentally saw Liu Xiaohan's face full of snot foam.

The snot foam on Liu Xiaohan's face dripped, as if she had just made an inferior mask, don't be too disgusting.

Xia Zizhu seemed to slowly begin to understand, and just accidentally, when he sneezed, he sprayed Liu Xiaohan in the face.

Xia Zizhu seemed to realize that he should apologize, and immediately nodded.

Xia Zizhu hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, my snot ...... No, no, I shouldn't have taken advantage of the time you were going to hit someone, that-"

When Xia Zizhu said this, he actually found that his logic was wrong.

"Humph! Slut! ”

"Bang!"

Depend on! Where are the girls?

Liu Xiaohan shook his hand and kicked the door of the room against the wall heavily, making a loud noise, and then, as if crazy, he strode out.

Poor walls!

Poor baby......

"That-Liu Xiaohan, don't get me wrong-"

Xia Zizhu probed, looked at the direction Liu Xiaohan was running, shouted loudly, and explained loudly.

However, Liu Xiaohan had already rushed away, and Xia Zizhu wanted to explain that she and that Ji Mingwei didn't know each other at all, had nothing to do with it, and had nothing to do with it......

Xia Zizhu was sure that she didn't know Ji Mingwei in the first three lives, and she didn't know Ji Mingwei in the third life.

However, Xia Zizhu looked down and saw that he was still wearing a nightgown, hey......

The little face is so delicate, and the figure is so good, I am embarrassed to run out, the weather is dry, I am afraid that the beautiful boy will have a nosebleed when he sees my Xia Zizhu's face and slender body.

We are Buddhist girls, and we advocate Buddha.

People are good, although blessings have not come, disasters have been far away.

The Buddha said: The most precious thing for people is kindness!

Amitabha...... Xia Zizhu folded his hands and prayed——

"Let her misunderstand!"

It was at this moment that a deep, magnetic voice rang out.

Big brother, do you want to be so elusive?

Xia Zizhu was taken aback.

She immediately turned around and saw Ji Mingwei standing behind her, neatly dressed, Ji Mingwei was carrying a guitar, so artistic!

Velocity! That's it, is Ji Mingwei already dressed?

Ji Mingwei is an extremely beautiful man, with long eyebrows like willows and a body like a jade tree.

The pure white shirt on the upper body is slightly polished, and the full muscles seem to seep out through the shirt, making the original excellent body even more exquisite.

Beautiful things are like what the prince of pleasure said, "The rain girl has no melon".

Xia Zizhu swallowed his saliva.

Xia Zizhu had some regrets, he didn't appreciate Ji Mingwei's muscles all night yesterday.

For a whole night, I didn't see or touch Ji Mingwei's muscles......

Xia Zizhu seemed to feel a little regretful - no!

Xia Zizhu, don't you be like a lemon essence......

No, did you have a little skin-to-skin relationship with Ji Mingwei?

Hey, forgot! It's all alcohol!

I saw Ji Mingwei rubbing shoulders and walking outside-

Xia Zizhu had some inexplicable reluctance.

"That, Ji Mingwei-"

"Miss, I'm going to sing, and the tip is on the bed. Is that the level of service in your hotel? Hey—"

After Ji Mingwei finished speaking, he strode out of the hotel room.

Tip?

Is that the level of service in your hotel? What does this mean?

Xia Zizhu was stunned.

A cold rain, an autumn, a frightening and a puzzle.

Xia Zizhu mechanically returned to the hotel room, closed the door, and looked at the quilts and pillows all over the floor-

No!

What is "tipping"?

What do you mean by "your hotel's service is at this level"?

Xia Zizhu slapped his elm head twice, "Du, Du", and suddenly realized!

Oh! I see!

Hum! Ji Mingwei, what kind of cookie are you?