1738 Good Things for Bad People
Concubine Ye's gaze gradually softened, she always knew that happiness was not easy to come by, not only needs to be cherished, but also needs to be protected, because there is always wind and rain in this world, and there is always a sinister heart.
So, if he gets lost, she will definitely take him home, as he did countless times when he took her hand, like countless times he saved her from danger.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, Concubine Ye slowly withdrew her gaze, and her hands gradually tightened.
Su Mohan is hers, and no one can ruin her happiness!
The car slowly stopped in front of the hotel, the hotel is not big, and compared with the dazzling Dynasty Hotel not far away, it really seems a little too ordinary.
Concubine Ye let out a sigh and got on the elevator of the hotel with Chu Zheng.
The number of words on the elevator kept changing, but Concubine Ye's hands and feet were getting colder and colder.
Her figure is reflected on the wall of the elevator, and it can be seen that her face is a little pale.
Without giving her more time to prepare, the elevator door had already opened, Chu Zheng turned his head and looked at her with some concern, and couldn't help but say softly: "Why don't we come back at another time." ”
Concubine Ye walked out of the elevator door, shook her head slightly, looked at the house number in front of her, and then walked towards room 1888.
The floor of the corridor is covered with a red carpet, and every foot on it feels weak.
But even so, she still walked resolutely and resolutely, and finally stopped in front of the glaring door.
Concubine Ye stared at the house number 1888 on it, and didn't knock on the door in a hurry, because she didn't know what she would see after the door opened, was the two entangled together? Or a warm whisper? Or is it ......
The image in my mind flickered and changed, and finally turned into a pulp and became hazy.
Concubine Ye shook her head, simply stopped thinking about it, let out a sigh of relief, and finally raised her hand and knocked on the door.
The sound of knock knock sounded, and it was very crisp.
After waiting for a while, there was no reaction in the room, so Concubine Ye increased her strength and knocked again.
There was a constant knock on the door, and it wasn't until five minutes later that the door suddenly opened from the inside: "It's endless..."
Jin Yuwei was wearing a pink brocade nightdress, walking with the wind, and after opening the door, her eyes fell on the faces of Concubine Ye and Chu Zheng, and the very impatient pretty face turned into a mocking chuckle: "Heh, why did you come here at night, it's really a bad thing." ”
Listening to her careless words, Concubine Ye's heart throbbed a little more uncontrollably.
Meddlesome?
In the middle of the night, what good things can be?
Concubine Ye's eyes fell on Jin Yuwei's pajamas, a gorgeous pink brocade, a low-chested suspender belt inside, and an untied robe outside, embroidered with large red and yellow peonies, extremely gorgeous.
Sensing her scrutiny, Jin Yuwei leaned against the door with her hands in her arms, and brought a burst of fragrant wind: "What's the matter?" Is there something going on here? ”
Concubine Ye forced herself to retract her gaze, no longer paying attention to what Jin Yuwei was wearing, and said softly, "What about Su Mohan?" ”
"What do you want him to do with me?" Jin Yuwei looked at Concubine Ye contemptuously, as if she admired her pale face at the moment.
"I knew he was in there." Concubine Ye spoke again.
"What?" Jin Yuwei was dismissive.
Concubine Ye raised her eyes and said slowly: "Jin Yuwei, he just has amnesia, and your ability to stay by his side now can only prove that you are a weak person who takes advantage of the situation, but don't forget, he wouldn't fall in love with you when he didn't have amnesia, and now even if he has amnesia, he won't fall in love with you either." ”