"Ahem!" The person who opened the door coughed.

Bai Qimeng stopped, feeling that the voice seemed somewhat familiar.

She took a step back and tilted her head to look at the people in the next room.

"You!" She was amazed, and all the words were too much to say because of the shock.

The person standing in the next room was actually Yan Weiming?!

It's the same hotel, but it's a coincidence that the room is next door, right?!

Yan Weiming chuckled, stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture, signaling Bai Qimeng not to be too surprised.

Yang Yi in front turned his head curiously because of Bai Qimeng's voice, but was suddenly forcibly pushed into the room by Bai Qimeng.

"Sister Qimeng, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yi looked at Bai Qimeng's somewhat abnormal appearance and wondered.

"Nothing!" Bai Qimeng immediately waved his hand to signal that he was fine, and walked into the bedroom with a dry smile and took out his mobile phone.

In the next room, Yan Weiming closed the door with a smile, and his mobile phone suddenly vibrate.

Tenant Xiao Jie: Why are you in the room next to me?!

Somehow, Yan Weiming seemed to be able to make up Bai Qimeng's panicked appearance at the moment through this news.

Mr. Landlord: Money can make ghosts grind.

Looking at the message sent, Bai Qimeng looked puzzled.

Yang Yi was packing his luggage and going to bed, Bai Qimeng thought about it for a while, and decided to go to the next room to find Yan Weiming.

"Yang Yi, I'll go find Yan Weiming, if there is something to call my mobile phone." After Bai Qimeng finished speaking, he planned to leave.

"Is Mr. Yan also in this hotel?" Yang Yi wondered.

Bai Qimeng nodded, stretched out his finger and pointed to the next room.

"It's in the next room." After Bai Qimeng finished speaking, before Yang Yi could recover from the shock, she walked out of the room.

She stood in front of the door of Yan Weiming's room, raised her hand and knocked on the door of the room for a few seconds, the door opened directly, her arm was pulled, and the whole person was pulled in by a powerful force.

"Hmm!"

Before Bai Qimeng could react, her breathing and words were blocked by the man's mouth.

After the last New Year, the two hadn't seen each other for another month.

Even if you can talk on the phone every day and fall asleep in each other's voices every day, you can't fill your heart with missing each other.

"I'm finally getting the benefits of being rich." At the end of the kiss, Yan Weiming held Bai Qimeng in his arms, patted her on the back to make her breathe steadily, and helped her fix her hairstyle.

"What's the benefit?" Bai Qimeng barely managed to steady her breath and said curiously.

"The good thing is that you can work with this hotel, you can book a room, and it's right next door to you." Yan Weiming said with a smile.

It was because of this that he was able to book a room.

Bai Qimeng chuckled, raised his hands and pinched Yan Weiming's face.

"I seem to be lucky to have found a rich and reliable boyfriend." Bai Qimeng said with a smile.

"It's not just boyfriends." Yan Weiming nodded contentedly and corrected her.

"What else can it be if it's not a boyfriend?" Bai Qimeng asked rhetorically, knowing the answer in her heart, but she was reluctant to say it.

Yan Weiming is indeed very reliable and loves her very much, but she is still timid in her heart.

People's lives are so long, now they are just because they get together less and leave more, so they have strong feelings, what if they have to face each other every day in the future?

Will Yan Weiming feel tired? Or do you feel that this relationship has faded?

"You know what I'm talking about, and you still have to play stupid?" Yan Weiming was slightly dissatisfied, grabbed her hand and kissed her lightly.

Bai Qimeng's gaze dimmed suddenly, and he just leaned on Yan Weiming's chest wordlessly.