The badger took a bath until sunset. When the sun went down and the sea outside the window turned golden, he opened the bathroom door.
The people who had discussed Australia's climate five times and its cultural traditions three times in the living room were all waiting with their eyes wide open. As soon as Wang Ping's bedroom door was opened, they all stood up impatiently.
A badger was wrapped in a towel, with another towel on his head, and wearing a pair of oversized children's disposable slippers. He ignored the security guard who was stunned on the spot and walked out in slippers. Behind him was a hair dryer provided by the hotel, which made a "clang" sound on the floor.
“A-choo!”
"sneeze!"
"Ah, sneeze!"
As the badger approached, a strong and outrageous jasmine scent quickly evaporated, and the three people and the "dog", including the only security guard who was wearing perfume, could not help but sneeze wildly. If the scent had a color, then it would be like someone threw a pink smoke bomb into the living room at this moment.
Perhaps because he had never seen such a "slutty" badger, the security guard's eyes almost fell to the ground. Gu Lang urged him three times before he turned his head back and walked towards the badger's bedroom. However, within 5 seconds after entering, a loud sneeze stopped Gu Lang in his tracks. The sneeze was so exaggerated that the salted fish was afraid that he would see the scene of him sneezing out his brain.
Wang Ping walked to the TV cabinet, plugged in the hair dryer, and was about to "undress" to blow dry his hair when it became dark in front of him. He turned around and saw Wang An squatting behind him, looking at his hairy face with suspicion.
"Why are you looking at me?"
A certain badger felt a little guilty, glancing at the floor with his little eyes, not daring to look her in the eye.
"Where did you get the perfume?"
Someone asked with a smile on his face.
It was no wonder that Wang An was suspicious. Neither she nor Gu Lang had the habit of using perfume, and neither of them had any perfume in their luggage. It was even more impossible for a certain badger to have any perfume in his room. He only had a tiny bag filled with clothes.
"Well..."
Wang Ping's feet unconsciously drew circles under the towel, with his little paws leaning back. He looked up and saw Wang An squinting his eyes and said with his cherry lips: "Yuan Xiaoxiao gave it to you, right?"
The reason for asking this question is that this smell is strangely familiar. In the morning at the hospital, someone's hair had this smell. But except for Wang An, probably no one else remembered this detail.
"Huh? You also know Yuan Xiaoxiao?... Oh, yes, you heard Old Han talk about her."
Thinking of this, the "towel monster" under the TV cabinet nodded with his paws behind his back, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the figure in front of him stood up.
He just ran for nearly three kilometers without stopping, and finally found the perfume in someone's room. He didn't waste any of it and sprayed it all in the bathroom.
Although Yuan Xiaoxiao is still in the hospital as a mummy, I don't know if her perfume has been ruined again. But even if she is in the hotel, she will not refuse such a small request... right? In this way, it seems correct to say that she gave it.
"Yes, that's it!"
Wang Ping clapped his paws, and the towel wrapped around him suddenly fell off, scaring Wolf Xiaosi, who had just come close to him and sneezed and turned away.
A badger subconsciously reached out to pick it up with shaking claws, and then stopped.
"That's not right. Why should I feel guilty? I just sprayed some perfume!"
Lifting his foot to kick the towel away, Wang Ping turned on the hair dryer and stuck his butt out to blow his hair under the TV cabinet. His neck was still stiff, and he was going to give a cold shoulder and an uncooperative attitude to anyone who asked him questions next time.
But the badger was obviously overthinking. Not everyone would associate a badger with so many things. The security guard sneezed and made his head buzz. He almost forgot his name. He only took a quick look around and left in a hurry.
Gu Lang walked him to the door. Just as he closed it, he turned around and saw Wang An approaching, rubbing his wrist.
"Didn't you swear that you didn't know the woman in the hospital?"
"ah?"
A salty fish scratched his head and replied in confusion: "I don't know him! Didn't you ask about this at noon?"
"You can do it! You're pretty amazing!"
Wang An sneered, his little white teeth flashing coldly: "I used to think you were a very honest person, not the kind of playboy who has red flags flying at home and colorful flags flying outside. I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. You almost got away with it!"
"Hey? You..."
Gu Laosan was indignant. Because his expression changed too quickly, he tore the wound on his face. He bared his teeth and said angrily: "Are you still being reasonable? Haven't I analyzed this matter with you? There is no condition for her and I to know each other. My..."
A half-dried badger head suddenly stretched out from behind the TV cabinet and looked at the salted fish at the door with curiosity.
Gu Laosan's attitude at this moment was very similar to the method he had just decided to adopt, rolling meat, resisting and not cooperating. But telling such an obvious lie, did he really think Wang An's fists were vegetarian
After just a moment's thought, the badger suddenly realized.
He once saw an e-book titled "Ten Minefields in Talking with Girls" on Gu Laosan's computer. It said that if a girl asks you about your relationship with a girl she is hostile to, saying "you don't know her" is obviously the safest answer compared to "you are not familiar with her."
I remember that when Gu Laosan first started pursuing Wang An, he hid in the study every day to study these things, and even a certain badger wrote down a lot of them.
"I'm unreasonable? Fine! Don't say I didn't give you a chance, just come in now!"
Wang An grabbed someone by the collar, dragged him into his bedroom, and slammed the door.
“Tsk tsk…”
A badger shrugged his shoulders and turned around, blowing the hair on the back of his head, with a sigh on his face. Now it seems that the author who wrote that book is destined to be a single dog. Or he is illiterate and doesn't know how to write the word "death".
Turning around again, the hairless area on his belly felt a little hot from the blow dryer, and at the same time, he felt a sore and itchy sensation. Wang Ping looked down and was stunned.
From waking up till now, the experience was too indescribable, and it was only now that I had time to pay attention to the wound on my belly. However, apart from a shallow "米"-shaped red mark, there was no sign of injury on my belly.
"Damn it! I told you not to shave!"
Wang Ping glanced at someone's bedroom, and his little paws moved, but he didn't lift them. The absent-minded badger didn't notice that the two people who had entered the room to "reason" hadn't even screamed until now, which was simply unscientific.
In the bedroom, two figures stood by the window, kissing each other deeply behind the curtains blown by the wind.
Canada is still that old manor.
The old man held the phone to his ear, silent for a long time. There was murderous intent in his cloudy eyes, and the muscles under his eyelids were shaking unconsciously.
On the laptop in front of him, an audio clip was playing. It was the recording of his recent phone call with Luke.
After a long while, the old man slowly said: "I can give you one chance! Remember, just one time!"
Someone laughed on the phone, and then the call was hung up. The old man silently put the phone into his pocket, raised his hand to straighten his collar, slowly opened the drawer in front of him, and took out a unique revolver.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
"boss!"
The door was pushed open and several men in suits rushed in, shouting nervously.
"I'm fine!"
The old man put down his gun and pointed at the smashed computer in front of him: "Go get me a new one!"