Luxurious Presidential Suite, Yi Yuanao. The male protagonist reported his reserved room and name, and his voice was cold, like an emotionless machine.

"Yes, sir, please show your ID." The front desk lady couldn't help swallowing her saliva, a man with such a posture was willing to stick to her.

Handing her the ID card, the male master's slender fingers were more beautiful than the pianist's fingers, but his eyes didn't look at her at all.

The heroine has been covering her head with her hands, covering her face with one hand, at the critical moment, blocking her face is the right choice, hiding behind the male protagonist, her cheeks are still crimson.

"Okay sir, this is your ID card, please keep it, is the young lady in the back with you?" The front desk lady glanced sideways at the heroine with a complicated expression.

"Yes, what's the problem?" The male protagonist didn't look at her, and said suspiciously, I felt like a waste of time, and it was really troublesome to check in by myself for the first time.

"That's right, two people move in together, and they have to show their ID cards, so please show that lady so we can register." The front desk lady has a gentle voice and a standard smile that makes it impossible to find fault.

"ID card." The male protagonist turned to her and shouted, stretching out his hand to take it.

The heroine put down the hand covering her cheeks, and said helplessly: "I came out in a hurry, I didn't take it, besides, I don't do anything bad, why do I have to bring my ID card, it's the same as you." ”

was stupid by the person in front of him, the male protagonist was stunned, too lazy to argue with her, and discussed with the front desk lady: "She didn't bring her ID card." ”

That's too straightforward, isn't it? The front desk lady looked at the domineering man in front of her in surprise, with an unnatural expression: "I'm afraid this won't work." ”

"I'm your Diamond member, what will happen to your manager if you lose a guest like me because of you." The male protagonist's naked coercion makes people's teeth itch, but he can't hate it, he just feels handsome.

"This." The front desk lady looked tangled, bit her pink lips, and then smiled, "Sir, I wish you a pleasant stay." ”

The customer is God, let alone the God of God, and if there is a conflict, she believes that the manager will never defend her in the first place.

After completing the check-in, the female protagonist followed closely behind the male protagonist with her head down, and she was not relieved until she arrived at the hotel room.

"Let's go wash up." The male protagonist couldn't help but admonish, looking at her with ridiculous movements and behaviors funny.

"I don't need you to say it." The heroine looked around the environment of the presidential suite, and ambiguous feelings arose, she couldn't help but remind, "Although we are here, it doesn't mean anything, I advise you to look at your phone honestly, otherwise I will not be polite to you." ”

It can sit on two or three large beds, which are very soft and ethereal, and can overlook the night view of the whole city, as if the whole city is under control.

"What do you think? I found out that you are really narcissistic now, with a shriveled body like yours, you are not attractive at all, what is the difference between you and a man. The male protagonist complained mercilessly, his eyes deliberately stopped on her chest, scum mouth, at this time silence is better than sound, everything is self-evident.

"Shriveled? Want to have it yet? I don't know how to appreciate it, and I laugh at others. The heroine deliberately straightened her chest and abdomen.

"What's so nice about the airport, if you don't wash it again, you won't be able to wash it off." The male protagonist reminded him that his body relaxed, lay down on the bed heavily, and buried his head in the quilt.

Only then did she remember the things on her head, and immediately rushed to the bathroom, adjusted the hot water, heated it quickly, and she untied her collar, which was a bit cumbersome.

Her neck suddenly cooled, like a pair of hands, and she was about to turn her head to look.

"Don't move, I'll help you." The male protagonist spoke lightly, and turned the collar of her shirt outside, revealing a white and smooth neck.

"I don't need your help, I'll do it myself." The temperature of her cheeks rose, and the heroine stammered a little when she spoke, she was very nervous, and she was a little puzzled why this stinky man suddenly came over.

"Shut up." The male protagonist said domineeringly, with a commanding tone, there is no doubt, the tall nose bridge is like a perfect handicraft, and every stroke is finely crafted.

The female protagonist sits on a stool with her head down, and the male protagonist holds the shower head with one hand, and caresses her soft and smooth hair with the other, like seaweed.

After washing her hair, the male protagonist dried her hair little by little with a towel, naturally picked up the hair dryer, and began to help her blow her hair, and the fragrance of shampoo spread.

During the whole process, the two of them were silent, as if they were enjoying this rare quiet time, and some people stayed together, even if they didn't speak, they wouldn't feel embarrassed.

Simple and beautiful.

"Let's go." The heroine lowered her head and wanted to leave quickly.

"You go first, I still have a lot of work to do, and this is a good place to go." The male protagonist doesn't want to go back and face that woman, so it's better to find a hotel casually and excuse himself to work.

"That's right, okay." The heroine nodded unexpectedly, opened her mouth, and wanted to speak, but then closed her mouth again, "Then I'll go first." ”

Something seems wrong with him today, but what does it have to do with her.

When I got downstairs, the heroine remembered a date with a volunteer, and hurriedly looked for her mobile phone, but found that she seemed to be in the bathroom when she washed her hair, which was really careless.

Turn back and knock on the door.

"Who?" The male protagonist was wrapped in a bath towel, and as soon as the hot bath was washed, it was interrupted.

"Me." The heroine didn't say a word.

When he opened the door, he left only a slit, and with one hand propped up on the door frame, he spit out hot air: "What's wrong?" ”

"Why don't you get dressed? Stinky rascals. From the perspective of the heroine, I could only see his naked upper body, and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, and my adrenaline soared.

"Who said I didn't have any clothes on." The male protagonist opened the door, revealing a bath towel covering the lower half of his body, trembling and trembling, and it would fall down at any time.

"Stinky and shameless." The heroine spit out four words speechlessly.

"What are you doing here?" The male protagonist asked speechlessly, swallowed his saliva, and pulled her in.

Frightened and panicked, the heroine was at a loss, and her hands were messy.

The lower body lit up, and the two of them converged in horror at the same place.

The bath towel was ripped off!

"Woman, you're playing with fire." The male protagonist roared, his voice was dry, revealing desire, and it seemed to have a magical power, which made people intoxicated.

"Put it on." The heroine shyly covered her eyes and bit her lip, angry and annoyed.

"You got it off, you put it on for me." The male protagonist played a hooligan, but he had already bent down to pick up the bath towel and re-tie it around his waist.

The breeze outside the window blew, the curtains were rolled up, rippling layer by layer, and the white screen window was beautiful.

Sitting on the couch, the TV is playing commercials on a loop, forgetting to change the channel, and the host's voice is very model, thinking and thinking.