Before the waiter could ring the doorbell, the door was opened by Gu Tingcheng.

The waiter lowered his hand and smiled respectfully at Gu Tingcheng: "Miss, you just called, did you ask for clothes service?" ”

Gu Tingcheng's eyes were slightly red when Tang Shi was scolded, she saw the waiter, and quickly lowered her head, wanting to open her mouth to say to her and let her go in and get it herself, but finally found a mouth, and her throat trembled a little, Gu Tingcheng simply shook his head directly, brushed the waiter's body, and hurriedly walked outside.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, knocked on the door, she just opened her mouth and shouted, "May I ask anyone?" ”

There was a grumpy "Get out!" ”

The waiter was so frightened that he hurriedly raised his hand, closed the door, and fled.

In the hotel room, Tang Shi was the only one left in an instant.

The room was still filled with the beautiful atmosphere of the love he had just had with her.

Tang Shi leaned on the pillow for a while, then lifted the quilt, walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and washed away the fragrance of Chanel NO5 on her body.

He came out of the bathroom and stood in the bedroom, with his eyes closed desperately trying to sniff out of the room when he was against her neck, and inadvertently smelled the faint fragrance of Chanel NO5 from her body.

But after smelling it for a long time, Tang Shi found that the fragrance was like an illusion of his, and there was no trace of it.

He walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the cold night breeze slowly pour into the room, spreading the remaining Chanel NO5 aroma in the room.

After he took a bath, he didn't wipe the water droplets on his body, but just wrapped a bath towel at random, and the cold wind blew, and his body was slightly cold.

However, as if he couldn't feel it, he let the water on his body be dried by the wind.

Because, no matter how cold they are, they can't be cold in his heart.

Being remembered by your beloved, remembering all your likes, habits and dislikes is originally a very happy thing to make people happy.

However, when you know that behind those memories, there is a purpose, not a heart.

What you have is not happiness, not happiness.

What you have is just layer by layer, the despair and helplessness that engulfs you strongly.

Just like now, her knowledge, her gentleness and thoughtfulness, just to make him have a good impression of her, in order to make him feel that she is a good woman suitable for wife, let him marry her.

She was kind to him, not sincerely, never sincerely.

It's not sincere, he'd rather not!