Until getting off the plane, Ji Zhiyao didn't watch the cartoon again, nor did he give Mo Huaifeng a good face.
The days in Los Angeles are a bit dry, not as humid as in S City. The two took a taxi and went to the hotel they had reserved before.
After about half an hour's drive, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Mo Huaifeng took out his wallet and gave the fare and tip. When getting off the bus, the driver smiled at them and said: "Haveanicetrip! (Have an ice trip!)"
Mo Huaifeng nodded, "Thanks."
He got out of the car, walked to Ji Zhiyao who got out of the car early, and took a box, "Go in."
Ji Zhiyao said "Yes", and entered the hotel side by side with Mo Huaifeng.
The receptionist is a beautiful white woman. She wears a uniform that is too small. She looks very curvy and seductive.
However, Mo Huaifeng reported his name calmly, and then took the room card with his ID. He turned his head and saw Ji Zhiyao whose eyes were erratic and didn't know where to look, he almost laughed out loud.
He coughed, and then said, "The reserved room is on the third floor, let's go up."
Hearing this sentence, Ji Zhiyao instantly seemed to have received an amnesty order, pulled the suitcase, nodded and bowed and took the room card in Mo Huaifeng's hand, "Captain, I will open the way for you."
Mo Huaifeng: "Tsk."
The two took the elevator upstairs.
The rooms they booked are next to each other, single rooms. Ji Zhiyao's English level is only good enough for simple daily conversations. For this reason, Mo Huaifeng specially told him that he must go with him when going out.
Of course Ji Zhiyao agreed.
The captain of his family is a versatile translator, and he feels at ease when he takes the captain out.
At the door of the room, Ji Zhiyao dragged his suitcase into his room, saying goodbye to Mo Huaifeng.
The room is not particularly big, but there is nothing missing, and the layout is more European and American. Ji Zhiyao didn't care much about the decorations, he just sat on the mattress, which felt very soft, so he had no complaints about the room.
If you want to stay here for three days, nothing else matters, as long as you sleep comfortably.
Ji Zhiyao simply packed his luggage and felt that everything was almost ready. He took the room card, put on his schoolbag and went to pat on Mo Huaifeng's door.
However, he took pictures for a long time and no one opened the door, Ji Zhiyao couldn't help being a little strange. But it was impossible for Mo Huaifeng to leave him and go out alone, so after waiting for a while, he approached the cat's eye in the room and quietly looked in.
Although he couldn't see anything, he persisted in looking at it for a long time.
A few minutes later, just as Ji Zhiyao took his eyes away from the cat's eye, he heard a "click" and the door opened.
"Team… "
Ji Zhiyao's elated voice stopped abruptly.
He took a step back, looking in horror at the dripping six-pack abs in front of him.
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
The two stared at each other speechlessly for a while, and Mo Huaifeng turned around first, with a hoarse voice: "Come in first, I just took a shower, and it's a bit cold with the door open."
Ji Zhiyao swallowed, entered the room with great difficulty, and closed the door.
He subconsciously tightened his schoolbag belt, and laughed dryly: "Captain, what are your habits? Why do you take a shower first when you arrive at the hotel?"
Mo Huaifeng was still brushing his hair, so he glanced at him when he heard this, "You just got off the plane, don't you feel bad if you don't take a shower?"
Ji Zhiyao thought it was nothing at first, but now that Mo Huaifeng said it, he suddenly felt itchy all over. He twisted his back awkwardly, and he didn't even care about his hunger, and ran out quickly: "Captain, I'll go back and take a shower first, and I'll come to you later."
Mo Huaifeng was speechless.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, he lowered his head, glanced at his abs, and the towel covering it, and smiled quietly.
…
After taking a shower, Ji Zhiyao came out of the bathroom wiping his hair. Walking to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, he paused, and looked at his flat belly in the mirror.
The complexion is very fair, but there is no beauty in the figure of a boy.
... So the captain is obviously an Internet addict like him, where did he get his abs
Hi, so angry.
Ji Zhiyao walked away from the floor-to-ceiling mirror in grief and indignation, and stood beside the bed to get dressed.
After changing into a suit of clothes, he picked up his schoolbag again, went out, and knocked on the door of Mo Huaifeng's room.
This time Mo Huaifeng quickly opened the door.
Thinking that Ji Zhiyao scanned Mo Huaifeng's body up and down secretly, especially at the lower abdomen, he couldn't help but linger for a few more seconds. After reading back and forth, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, and said at the same time: "Captain, I'm starving to death. The plane meal is so bad, I'm not full at all."
Mo Huaifeng quietly concealed the smile in his eyes. He picked up the wallet and mobile phone on the table, took out the room card and put them in the bag, and said lazily, "Let's go, go eat."
Because they were too tired from flying here on the first day, the two of them didn't plan to go out, so they didn't go far, and directly ate at a nearby western restaurant.
After eating, they went back to their rooms.
Ji Zhiyao slumped on the bed and played with his mobile phone.
[Little Prince of the Northeast: Today, I miss you just like the sky in Los Angeles.]
[K is too handsome: Damn it, Da Nuo dog, shut up for me. You sat next to me with a dignified face, how did you come up with such flirtatious words?]
[Manager Yuan Wei: I'm about to be nauseated.]
[Little Prince of Northeast Controlling Tyrant: You are clearly jealous of Lao Tzu's handsomeness and wit. —Have the captain and Wuji seen the one above? Can you bring me some perfume back, okay?]
[Xiao Fei can't fly: Perfume...]
[Xiao: Perfume?]
[Melon skin: Perfume? Brother, what are you doing? You haven't won the championship yet in the national qualifiers, and no one will talk to you even if you flirt with a girl, so you should wake up quickly.]
[Ah Heng: Hahahahahaha Wuji, are you a devil! ! !]
[The little prince of Northeast China: I'm dizzy, when did I say that I use the perfume myself! ! Mother's Day is coming, do you have any conscience, my friends?]
[DB.MHF: It's good to have this heart. But I suggest you think about what gift to give me before Father's Day.]
[Little Prince of Northeast Control: Captain, do you still have a few cubs? Don't take advantage of me.]
[K is too handsome: @guapi [taunting] Wuji, someone called you here]
[Xiao: What do you want to do to my cub? Go away quickly.]
[Guapi: Am I lying down?]
[Xiao Fei can't fly: Danuo reminded me, brother, when you bring perfume for Danuo, please help me bring a bottle too. I haven't bought a present for my mother yet.]
So the entire wechat group, which was almost crooked, was abruptly broken back by Xiaofei.
Everyone in the group started to discuss what gifts to give for Mother's Day military training. Ji Zhiyao saw them arguing to the death and almost fighting, twitched the corners of his lips speechlessly, and decided to cut out and browse Weibo and Post Bar. Come back later and remember what to buy for them.