Wen Huaizhi's words were unexpected and reasonable.

They should be stuck here overnight until the impact of the typhoon subsides.

However, it is impossible for the two of them to spend the night in this Japanese restaurant, although there is a private room, and it is not a place to rest, so it is impossible to really stay here for a night.

Ginger Cha Cha thought about it for a while.

However, I don't know if it's her delusion, why does she think that his words are very ambiguous......

Wen Huaizhi's face did not change, his smile seemed to be carefully designed, and even the curvature of his muscles when he laughed was perfect, and he asked softly, "What does the teacher think?" ”

"There's still class tomorrow, so I don't think the teacher will choose to stay up all night."

Seeing that she was silent and didn't respond, Wen Huaizhi's deep voice was like a cello, intoxicating, "Teacher, I don't want to stay up late, I'm still growing my body......"

His tone was half-joking, obviously his voice was still very gentle, but it seemed to have an extra layer of coquettishness.

Jiang Chacha wants to say that she, a high school student, still has to grow her body.

She didn't want to mess around, but after thinking about it, she still agreed with him.

You can't really stay here all night tonight, it's better to stay in a hotel than to wait here.

Booked two suites, although the hotel where Wen Huaizhi wanted to stay must be expensive to death, he had to suffer a lot of bleeding and endure the pain for one night.

But Jiang Chacha didn't expect God to be so fond of joking with her.

"I'm sorry, because of the typhoon weather, the single room is gone, and only one presidential suite remains......" The waitress at the front desk said apologetically.

Jiang Cha laughed angrily, feeling that his IQ had been insulted.

This game is deliberate! If there is no single room, forget it, how can it just be so coincidental, there is only one presidential suite left!

With one toe, I know that the honorable male protagonists must live in the presidential suite when they live in hotels!

The young lady at the front desk saw that Jiang Chacha's face was a little dark, and looked at them, "Excuse me... Have you thought about it? ”

Wen Huaizhi said gently: "Then this one." ”

Seeing that he was checking in, Jiang Chacha didn't speak.

Wen Huaizhi turned his head and said softly, "Teacher, did you bring your ID card?" ”

Jiang Chacha had a heart attack to death, do you really want to share a room with him?

I want to die.

She pursed her lips, pinched the strap of her bag, and finally took out her ID card, "Bring it." ”

This ID card is forged by the system, and there is her information in the citizen database, so she doesn't have to worry about it.

Wen Huaizhi closed his eyes slightly, still smiling, "Okay." ”

Fidgety, or irritable.

Listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, she was even more upset.

Bad luck is secondary, what should she do with him in the same room?

She never thought about it.

The information for staying in the hotel was quickly finished, and when he saw Huaizhi turning sideways, Jiang Chacha lowered his eyes resignedly.

"Teacher, here you go."

His slender fingers reached out and handed her ID card, as well as a dark gold room card.

This is......?

Jiang Cha Cha continued, looking at him in confusion.

His sense of warmth has long been soaked in his bones, but this face is superior and extravagant, as if he is destined to be linked to power. He looked at her through the lenses, his long eyes were bent, with a little tenderness, "They'll take the teacher up." ”

Guests staying in the Presidential Suite are treated to a high standard of benefits.

The guest service manager was already smiling and waiting, and another waiter stepped forward and took her bag to help her carry it.

Jiang Chacha turned around, the person was stunned, she looked at Wen Huaizhi again, and asked, "Xiaohuai, don't you live together?" ”

"It's good for the teacher to live." He smiled.

This is true that Jiang Chacha did not expect, I did not expect this hypocrite to have such a gentleman's day......

Could it be that his hypocritical attributes are only aimed at her, the vice president?

Impossible!

She didn't have to live with him, she should be happy, and that's what she was looking forward to.

However, looking into his gentle eyes, Jiang Chacha had an indescribable taste in his heart.

She opened her mouth, "And where do you live?" ”

Wen Huaizhi's face did not change, and his voice was still gentle, not like the violent wind and rain outside, like a spring water, "I will go back to the private room of the Japanese restaurant, I know the owner of the store, and the teacher does not have to worry about me." ”

The more he said this, the more unpleasant ginger tea felt in his heart.

"Then how do you sleep, do you want to stay up all night? How can I go to class all night......"

Wen Huaizhi didn't interrupt her, and listened to her patiently.

In the end, his dark eyes stared into her eyes, which seemed to have gentle and resolute strength, and were softened by the lenses of the glasses, more like looking at people affectionately, "The teacher is a girl, if the teacher lives with me, I won't feel at ease." ”

Jiang Chacha clenched the room card in his hand.

Regardless of whether he is hypocritical or not, he is scheming and wants to set up a good character in front of her, but Jiang Chacha wants to say that he succeeded.

Seeing him standing there talking to someone, he was about to hold an umbrella and return to the Japanese restaurant next to him, seeing him take a step with long legs, looking at his back, Jiang Chacha couldn't hold back, so he opened his mouth, "Wait......"

As soon as she said the words, she regretted most of them.

Wen Huaizhi's handmade leather shoes just landed, he was stunned, and then slowly turned around, his eyes under the gold wire glasses looked at her tenderly with a smile.

Ginger Tea Tea: ......

Is it too late to regret it now?

Because they booked the presidential suite, there was a special waiter to take them to the exclusive elevator to the top floor.

The waiter opened the room for them, smiled and said a few words, and then left.

The door slammed shut, and there was a slight noise.

Her heels were on the soft carpet, and her eyes didn't know where to look.

Because a man and a woman stay in the hotel, it's too ambiguous......

When the door is closed, can you be in the same room without being ambiguous?

Wen Huaizhi in front of him turned his back to her, put his schoolbag on the sofa, and came back to see her.

"Teacher."

The Presidential Suite has everything you need, with two bedrooms, one is the presidential room and the master bedroom. Not only a kitchen, a restaurant and a small bar, but also a small cinema.

Sure enough, it's the world of the rich.

She had only seen such scenes on TV.

Now she just wanted to run away, and she was so embarrassed that she slammed her toes at the ground.

As if guessing her thoughts, Wen Huaizhi smiled, and then pointed his finger, "The teacher's bedroom is over there." ”

"yes, okay." Jiang Cha Cha's voice is now tense and cramped to death.

The lights here are bright, illuminating the vintage furniture here with a jeweled look, and it feels like a drunken gold fan.

Jiang Chacha also put down her bag, and then sat on the sofa, her hands slightly restrained on her knees, her calves contracted, and her heels pressed against the sofa.

Her not-so-smart brain was racing.

Since you're going to spend the night here, you have to take a shower and change your clothes.

Wrong.

Jiang Chacha suddenly had a nervous pain and her pupils contracted.

She clenched her hands, letting her sharp nails sink into the flesh of her palms.

She forgot one of the most important things.

Do not leave makeup overnight.

What should she do when she removes her makeup?

She stiffened her head.

The man didn't know how she was feeling stormy at the moment.

He stands in front of the bar, his figure is long and noble, the stiff white shirt fabric outlines the outline line of his upper body, and the dark suit pants outline his straight long legs.

He turned his face a little, and the light fell under his glasses, looking a little cold.

Aware of her gaze, he turned his head, as if he didn't know how attractive he was, and the corners of his mouth were faintly hooked, and he smiled at her.

Ginger Cha Cha was in a worse mood.

(End of chapter)