ok, guest...
Wen Nuan was dazzled by the man's magnetic voice, and almost blurted out his answer.
"guest?"
Fortunately, Wen Nuan's reaction was not slow, and she keenly noticed something was wrong: "Excuse me, what did you say, guest? I didn't hear clearly just now."
In fact, there is no problem with Wen Nuan's hearing, but at this moment he still suspects that he has tinnitus.
"Room 404."
The man's voice is still pleasant to the ear, full of lethality against warmth. But there was a trace of impatience mixed in, and he said: "I need special service, come to my room."
"immediately."
Before the phone was hung up, the man stingily added two words.
"Beep beep—"
Wen Nuan held the black intercom phone, and there was only a busy tone left on it.
"Sure enough..." He couldn't help feeling: "In addition to the ghost stories, there are more strange guests in the hotel."
But this tricky and strange guest still lives in room 404.
Wen Nuan heard Aunt Cleaning mention Room 404 before. It’s not just that it’s evil. Room 404 is the legendary VVIP Emperor’s Executive VIP Suite. Guests who can live in this suite have a distinctive feature, that is, they are rich.
Before entering the job, Wen Nuan had read through the precautions for hotel internships. One of them is that all needs of VVIP guests must be met unconditionally.
If Nuan Nuan is complained by a VVIP customer on the first day of the internship, I am afraid I will start looking for a new job tomorrow...
As warm as Fan Liangda, he walked out of the front desk with his chest upright, got on the elevator and pressed the button for the 4th floor, and said in a low voice: "The guest of 404 has such a nice voice, and he should not be bad in appearance. It will definitely pay off if you go and have a look." .”
The hotel near midnight was extremely quiet, only the sound of warm footsteps echoed in the passage. Wen Nuan got off the elevator, and walked to room 404 familiarly.
He raised his hand subconsciously and rubbed his eyes, maybe it was rare to stay up all night, his warm eyes were a little dry and itchy, not very comfortable.
As soon as we turned the corner, room 404 was at the corner. He stepped forward and knocked on the door panel three times regularly.
Wen Nuan said: "Hello, guest, I am the front desk."
It took the third knock, and the warm words were finished, the door opened in response, as if it couldn't wait to open it.
The VVIP guests of 404 are standing at the door, one step away from the warmth.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
For a moment, I heard the sound of my heart beating faster warmly and clearly. His heartbeat was like thunder, beating irregularly on his fragile eardrums, making him dizzy, dazed and dumbfounded.
The VVIP guest was a man in his twenties and thirties, much taller than Nuan, with broad shoulders and long legs. The facial contour is deep, the nose bridge is high and straight, and the eyes are slightly long and angular. At first glance, it feels too cold and unreasonable, and it is definitely a model of being difficult to get along with. But the impeccable facial features still make everyone who has seen him have the urge to fly moths to the flame.
Such a cold face, but the man has long black hair. The black hair was gently blown by the night wind, which did not give the man an illusion of gentleness, but instead gave him a somewhat wanton and surly atmosphere.
The adjective that warms one's belly is now condensed into a ball, and it is not suitable for describing a man's appearance at all.
At this moment, Nuan Nuan has only one thought, this guest is too good-looking, with sharp and handsome looks. He has never seen anyone more handsome than Guest 404 in his life, and he probably won't have one in his next life.
Without speaking, the 404 guest just waved to Nuan Nuan to come in, then turned and walked back to the room.
Nuan immediately followed enthusiastically, and said with a smile, "Guest, what do you need?"
The guest still didn't answer immediately, walked into the living room, and sat on the single sofa. He raised his left hand, propped his elbow on the armrest of the sofa, and glanced sideways at Wen Nuan.
Before the 404 guests looked at Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan had actually carefully watched him up and down, back and forth, several times.
As a qualified face control, Wen Nuan feels that she is lucky today.
Of course, Wen Nuan didn't dare to look at the 404 guest frankly. He kept smiling and lowered his eyes slightly, making him look professional enough.
With a slight flicker of eyes, Wen Nuan noticed something "special".
On the coffee table in front of the single sofa, there are several books, which should be read by the 404 guest, and a bookmark is added to one of them.
"The Runaway Little Wife of the Ghost King"
"Eight ghosts fall in love with me at the same time"?
"Contract lover, domineering ghost tells me not to love me"? ?
Wen Nuan felt that her standard professional smile might have cracked, what kind of messed up book is this? Why does it feel a bit inconsistent with the temperament of the VVIP guest in front of me
Is it true that anyone who is rich or handsome must have some little-known "little hobbies"
Warm subconscious reflection, no wonder I have been doing nothing all this time...
"Knock knock—"
Guest 404 tapped the armrest of the sofa lightly, drawing warm attention, and said in a calm tone like stagnant water: "Take off your clothes."
"Take off... what?" Wen Nuan suspected that she had tinnitus again.
Undress…
This is the first sentence Wen Nuan said to himself after seeing the real guest of 404, and the first sentence was so deafening.
Inexplicably, the blood in his whole body boiled up. As a face controler, Wen Nuan was really afraid that his head would suddenly become uncontrollable, and he would do something strange to this VVIP guest.
But then again, appearance control doesn't mean being casual, Wen Nuan considers himself a principled and bottom-line appearance control person, and he never does one-night stands that lack connotation.
hard to say...
404 The guest fell in love with me at first sight
He likes me
Otherwise how could...
Nuan felt that this was the most reasonable guess at this moment.
But what are the three major illusions in life
The phone vibrates, someone knocks on the door, he likes me...
The news of the world came too fast, Wen Nuan stabbed Fan Liangda's knee just now, and stabbed himself back in the blink of an eye...
"what's on your mind."
The warmth radiating from his mind met the bottomless eyes of the 404 guest, and he felt guilty for a while, shaking his head hastily.
The 404 guest's tone was still calm, and he said calmly: "I mean, I dropped something in the bathroom drain, go and help me pick it up. It's inconvenient for you to dress like this, you can take off your clothes first Set aside."
"So that's how it is..." Wen Nuan blinked her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. She blamed the guest for being too careful about words before, which almost caused a huge misunderstanding.
It's just picking up things. Using the word "special service" is really easy to cause misunderstanding.
but…
Wen Nuan glanced at the inexplicable books on the coffee table, and it was not surprising in comparison.
Wen Nuan swiftly took off his uniform coat, hung it on the back of the chair next to him, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and said, "Guest, don't worry, I'll go and pick it up for you. May I ask the guest, what did you drop?" ?”
"Um… "
The guest's eyes turned around on the warm, clean and white arm, and he uttered a single sound with a long tail and a slight turn. From Wen Nuan's ears, it really contained endless hormones, and he almost knelt down when he heard it.
"have no idea."
Just when Nuan Nuan was indulging in it and dizzy, the guest said naturally.
What
Nuan Nuan almost asked out loud, what does it mean
The guest of 404 clearly said that his things fell in the bathroom drain, but he didn't know what it was
This answer is really inexplicable, but the 404 guest answered without feeling guilty because of his perfect appearance and charming voice.
"Ha... It's okay, guest, then I'll help you go to the bathroom first." Wen Nuan tried hard to force out a dry smile.
Wen Nuan was very helpless, feeling that it would be useless to say any more, so he simply turned around and walked into the bathroom in the suite, took out the flashlight to light up, squatted on the ground and probed into the sewer.
It was dark, as if there was nothing.
Nuan Nuan had a headache, and couldn't help complaining, this rich and good-looking guest, didn't he drop his integrity into the sewer? Then I really couldn't help him pick it up.
The guest in 404 was sitting on the sofa and never stood up. He watched Nuannuan enter the bathroom, leaned over to pick up the half-read book on the coffee table, and spread it on his knees.
The book "Eight Ghost Envoys Fall in Love with Me at the Same Time" is not a bookmark, but a piece of red-lined letter paper.
There are several sets of elusive words written on the letter paper.
warmth…
breath…
birthmark…
The 404 guest held a pen in his hand, poked lightly on the paper twice, frowned slightly and whispered: "The birthmark is not on his arm... where would it be?"
"Snapped-"
With a short crisp sound, the guest closed the book and snapped his fingers.
The warm man was in the bathroom, and the room was well soundproofed, so naturally he couldn't hear the crisp finger snapping. But almost at the same time, Wen Nuan heard the sound of "tick, tick".
"what sound?"
Nuan Xunsheng looked up.
"Tick tock—"
A few drops of water fell from the overhead shower and hit the tiles in front of Wen Nuan.
"Tick tock..."
There was another sound, and this time the water droplets happened to land on the warm and puffy cheeks.
Wen Nuan raised his hand, trying to wipe off the water droplets on the side of his face, but his arm was only raised halfway, and the movement could not be completed at all, and there was a "crash" in the next second...
The shower was inexplicably leaking, it was no longer dripping drop after drop, and it instantly turned the warmth from the beginning to the end into a drowned rat.
"Ho—"
Nuan gasped, and quickly stood up to avoid the overhead shower.
Strange to say, the shower just leaked suddenly. After the warmth escaped, the shower turned off instantly, as if the previous leak was just an illusion of warmth.
Warm and wet, he was stunned in place, just lamented that his luck was out of the box today, but now...
Wen Nuan wiped the water off his face, and when he turned his head, he saw the 404 guest standing at the door of the bathroom with arms crossed.
The warm white shirt was soaked in water, not only became ambiguous and translucent, but also stuck tightly to his body, vaguely outlining his waistline.
The guest looked him up and down twice, his eyes were very sharp, and he didn't shy away from it, as if he wanted to see through Wen Nuan completely.
But it was a pity that although it was so warm and wet, the texture of the shirt was rather thick. Guest 404 was obviously very dissatisfied with what he saw, and frowned in displeasure.
The chest and back can't see whether there is a birthmark at all...
"Guest, I'm sorry..." Wen Nuan was extremely embarrassed: "Maybe I touched the shower just now, I'm really sorry."
Although the guest frowned, he was unexpectedly easy-going: "You are soaked, here are clean clothes, you can change in my room."
"This..." Wen Nuan repeatedly waved his hands: "This is too much trouble for you, I can just go back to the staff lounge and change."
"Forget it. I don't need you here, you can go." The guest glanced at him again, and didn't force it.
"Good guest, I'm really sorry."
Wen Nuan left 404, but the door of 404 was not closed. The long-haired guest stood at the door with folded arms, his eyes as bright as falcons and beasts were staring at the direction Wen Nuan had just left.
The guest whispered to himself in a hoarse voice: "Warm..."
When Nuan Nuan walked a little further, he suddenly took a step and left 404 to keep up with...
Inside the staff lounge.
"Thankfully there are spare uniforms."
Wen Nuan first took a clean towel from the cabinet, and at least wiped his dripping hair.
There weren't many colleagues on the night shift, and the lounge was quiet at the moment, and there was no one else except him. The extra uniforms of employees are neatly stacked in the cabinets, which is convenient for employees when they need them.
I don't know who pressed a few magazines on the clothes. They should have thrown them away after reading them. They happened to be in the way and they were crumbling.
"This is..." Wen Nuan picked up the magazine, put it away, and looked at it casually, and was immediately surprised: "A guest from 404?"
The main character on the cover of the magazine is the guest of Room 404. The headline is eye-catching, with rich pictures and texts.
—The authoritative fashion of the underworld, Baili Wuchang was interviewed for the first time!
——Ghosts from the underworld make new Simei, Baili Wuchang tops the list!
——Won the "Most Wanted to Marry No. 1" in the underworld for 100 years in a row, the same hormonal fragrance as Mrs. Baili!
The author has something to say: Xiaotianwen, 1V1~CP don’t need to guess~ Baili impermanence x warmth
[small theater]
Welcome to [Hell Daily Breaking News], what to watch today:
1. The 100th session of "I want to be hugged by him" No. 1 favorite book of Master Baili - "The Ghost King's Runaway Little Wife" (now out of stock), "Hell Chain Hotel" (updating, no loss in shares! )
2. Hell National Husband Baili Wuchang Most Su Quotations Award - Undress.
3. Shocked! Master Baili, the highest ghost in the underworld, asked for special service late at night, but the other party was a cute little boy!
Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Tomb God Moxiu;
Thanks to the little angels who threw the grenade: Kongchenglei, Tomb God Moxiu, Bo Junyi Xiao Chenyu Luo Yan szd, Styx 1;
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 5 Tomb God Moxiu; 1 Yuexi, Orange Feiran, Original Goose Rice, and Sand Ware;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 154 bottles of tong; 30 bottles of weight loss for the face-based silly mother; 20 bottles of Mr. Xiong, who is the cutest, Yuexi; 15 bottles of fried eggs that are not cooked; 11 bottles of an old cake; 10 bottles of Liuyun Suiyue, Xiuxiuxiu; 5 bottles of Bananabu Nana, Kim Xiao, Geng 2007; 1 bottle of Xiaofeng Shiyu, Intangible, Venus' Tranquility, Xi Guangguang, Xia Xikong, and zhubao;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!