Chapter 3 Wrong Room Number

Xie Jinsong looked at the door card and smiled coldly.

He took the door card and prepared to open the corresponding door, but he swiped it several times and it prompted an error. He frowned in displeasure, and then looked at the house number of the door next to him, and his brow furrowed even deeper—the house number did not match.

Xie Jinsong turned his head and saw that the house number on the opposite side should have been his, and his mind instantly understood that someone had changed the house number. He sneered, such a clumsy lie would definitely be discovered by the people who came up in a while, and he didn't want to be disturbed by the people who reacted inside. He changed the house number back.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he had no choice but to put aside his doubts for the time being and hurriedly opened the door. However, opening the door did not make him feel better, because on the carpet next to the door, there was a girl lying there.

Xie Jinsong's reason was already on the verge of collapse, and his mind thought about it for a while, and he probably figured out the matter of the house number. The only remaining sanity he had showed admiration for the girl. Yes, you can protect yourself in a crisis.

With the last shred of his senses, he carried the girl to the bed, turned on the air conditioner to the fullest, and covered the girl with a quilt. There were edible ice cubes for drinking in the suite, and he took them all out and brought them into the bathroom.

Xie Jinsong leaned against the wall of the bathroom, his eyes bloodshot. Reason had completely collapsed, and several times he opened the bathroom door, but finally forced himself to close it.

His innocence can't be given to an unknown woman for nothing. Even though the woman was stunningly beautiful.

His body sank into the swamp, and the mire resembled a black vortex, dragging him deeper into the darkness until it drowned him a little bit.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the ice cube he had brought in, and finally turned on the water in the bathtub. After pouring all the ice cubes into the water, he lay down in the bathtub. The biting chill stimulated the heat of his body, pulling him back from the swamp little by little.

In the opposite room, Han Jiang was still wearing revealing pajamas, lying on the bed waiting for Xie Jinsong's arrival.

Ruan Qing, who turned to leave, was afraid that Xu Sangtian's medicinal effect had not yet fully occurred, so after going downstairs, he persuaded Mo Zhentian to wait a while before going upstairs. By the time Xu Sangtian's medicinal properties were completely attacked, her whole body was his.

Mo Zhentian narrowed his small eyes in approval. For the prey that has already arrived, you should wait slowly, after all, apples will not taste good until they are ripe. And the pleasure of waiting is the most enticing.

Ruan Qing looked at Mo Zhentian's yearning expression and smiled gently: "Mr. Mo, please take care of me in the future." Your pastry should be ready, so I won't delay your meal. She stretched out a delicate hand towards Mo Zhentian.

Mo Zhentian held the sleek hand and felt it in his hand: "Of course, of course, Miss Ruan's business is my Mo business." ”

Ruan Qing said goodbye, and Mo Zhentian walked leisurely towards the elevator, looking like he was holding the victory.

This night, Xu Sangluan slept very deeply and peacefully. But in the opposite room, an indescribable drama was really staged.

That is, on this night, Xu Sangtian was completely hated by a woman named Han Jiang, and the road has been long since then, and Han Jiang is one of her many thorns.