"You forgot to press the floor button, coward!"

After saying this, Bei Sansan turned around and ran.

The man with the brim of the hat jerked forward, trying to rush out, but was grabbed by the arm by the middle-aged man.

"Xiao Han! Calm down! ”

Qiao Han stiffened, clenched his fists, and his eyes were red.

He knew that he, the little Shota who often stayed in Joan's house, was almost inseparable from her.

Even if he didn't see him when he went to her house to cook that day, I don't know if their relationship was like that, but the self-comfort in the past became ridiculous self-deception just now.

He called her master.

It's ridiculous again. Feeling. Interesting. Theme games?

Qiao Han tugged at his lips, this thought was like a thorn in his throat, so he couldn't spit out and couldn't swallow, he could only suffer it alive, and the blood was dripping.

He suppressed the turbulence in his heart, and took several deep breaths before saying, "Got it, Master." ”

Lin Hui asked, "Do you know him?" ”

Qiao Han nodded: "The people around Qiao Ling." ”

Lin Hui's eyes froze, remembering today's actions, he pondered: "Is it credible?" ”

Qiao Han thought for a moment and shook his head: "Not sure." ”

Lin Hui frowned: "Then control it first." ”

Bei Sansan took Lin Yanyan to room 1809, he didn't open the door, only pointed to the long gift box, and said, "Open it." ”

Lin Yanyan opened the gift box for some reason, and found that there was a room door card in the gift box, and there was a greeting card pressed under the room card, she took it out and prepared to open the greeting card.

Bei Sansan pressed the greeting card and said, "You open the door, walk in, enter the bedroom, and open the greeting card after seeing the gift, there will be unexpected surprises." ”

Lin Yanyan is just an eighteen-year-old girl no matter how she says it, and in the face of this carefully prepared mysterious gift, she unconsciously yearns for it, and she opens the door with the room card.

When you open the door, you will see pink petals scattered all over the floor, and the warm light illuminates the room with dreamy colors.

Lin Yanyan covered her mouth, her eyes burst with joy, she couldn't help but beat faster, walked into the room, and saw the layout inside.

The first thing I saw was a very large living room, with bright floor-to-ceiling windows next to the soft sofa, and you could see the clouds red by the setting sun outside.

Inside the house, lights, balloons, flower petals, cakes, and red wine complement each other to create the appearance of her dreams.

The corners of Lin Yanyan's mouth couldn't help curling, holding the greeting card tightly and covering her heart, she followed the guidance of the pink petals under her feet like a princess, and walked towards the bedroom step by step, as if welcoming her favorite gift, solemn and joyful.

Bei Sansan stood at the door and didn't go in, and when Lin Yanyan put his hand on the bedroom doorknob, he gently closed the door and hid his fame in his heart.

He's in a good mood right now.

Sure enough, copying the room arranged by the male protagonist Zhao Qing when he proposed to Lin Yanyan is still very lethal to the female protagonist.

Now just wait for Lin Yanyan to open the bedroom door, accept the gift he carefully prepared, and read the words on the greeting card, she can push all the plots to the ideal state.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he glanced at the time in a good mood.

4:56 a.m.

There are still more than two hours left before the time agreed by the host.

Enough is enough.

Lin Yanyan opened the bedroom door, the curtains on the window in the bedroom had been closed, the room was relatively dim, and she could only faintly see a huge waterbed, the white curtain with a warm small bulb hanging down, igniting the air around.

In the shadows, she faintly saw that there seemed to be something in the middle of the bed.

She resisted the excitement in her heart and approached cautiously.

She lifted the curtain and looked inside.