When Ying came out of the tavern, Murong Jihua was shocked.
Mr. He Aotian, how many experts are hiding around you
Who can tell me how you, a little girl who is less than 1.6 meters tall, run with one shoulder against a drunk man who is 1.8 meters tall? !
Xueru walked all the way to Murong Jihua who was staying in the shadow of the street corner, and threw He Junle on his shoulder to him with a coquettish drink.
Murong Jihua couldn't defend himself, he staggered and almost threw He Junle to the ground, only to get Xueru's bright white eyes.
"You have to know how difficult it is to steal my brother out during the Junle gang's assembly. If it wasn't for my brother's gang of brothers drinking too much, I might have to do it for a long time."
Drunk and boneless people are hard to support, Murong Jihua managed to make He Junle lean on his shoulders so that he would not slip—
In his heart, he looked at this strange girl with admiration.
This milk tea is worth the money!
261.
etc,
What's the use of giving me a man who's drunk to death
This confession cannot be confessed and cannot be discussed,
Do you watch him sleep and count his eyelashes
262.
Seeming to know what President Murong was thinking, Xueru gave him a reassuring look and explained:
"Don't worry, brother, I understand too well, he will wake up and get sick in a while—ah no, Ye Lai is the real me, don't worry, and—"
"Hold it well~!"
Let's roll the floor together~
263.
Q: How do the hotel staff think of the couples who open rooms
Answer: Don't ask, don't listen, don't look, serve warmly and keep smiling;
Question: How do the staff of the love hotel treat the couples who open the room
Answer: No surprise. Of course, if you are lucky enough to arouse their interest, you may get better service~
Yan Jihua, 20 years old, a virgin who did not graduate, died at an early age.
Now I am fortunate enough to try the correctness of the answer.
264.
At this moment, against the blazing eyes from the hotel staff, Murong Jihua, who was drunk and stuck to himself, was carrying Long Aotian: mmp
Is there really such a hotel nearby
Xueru, you are probably not from Uncle Pit!
265.
The proprietress of the largest LOVE HOTLE (Love Hotel) on the entertainment street in the North District is a little bored today.
Tired of watching the men and women going to and from the hotel, tired of smelling the smell of tobacco and copper on greasy uncles, she really has no fun to do except counting banknotes.
A new gang leader who came to and from my house a few days ago was cute and amiable, but unfortunately he was a young boy named Zhiqiang, who didn't come to the hotel often recently, which really made the proprietress very bored.
Just thinking about catching that little new gang leader next time, I must get him a few water spirit girls to stuff into his arms, no matter how old he is, it's really embarrassing to spread the word that it's a gangster in the North District... Mmm!
The proprietress who was thinking this way saw Murong Jihua staggering into the hotel in a blink of an eye.
Isn't the soft guy who is so drunk on him the cute little boss that he has been thinking about!
Are you here to open a room
Is the reason why Dare Lover is still a virgin is that his sexual orientation is different from us ordinary people
Thinking of this, the corners of the landlady's mouth rose frantically.
—Good boy, if you don't let you be stimulated and feel the might of the adult world, you still dare to play wild on the head of your predecessors
266.
From the moment Murong Jihua entered the door, he felt several hot eyes sticking to his body, this feeling made him very uncomfortable.
But what could he do
What can the humble, weak and helpless Mr. President do now
Shouldn't he have to put on a poker face and carry his love rival to open a house
"He Junle, when will you wake me up!"
Murong Jihua's scalp was numb.
267.
Murong Jihua didn't know how he walked stiffly to the front desk of the hotel. When he regained consciousness, he heard himself say in a hoarse and cold voice:
"...a room with two beds."
"Sorry sir, we are here at LOVE HOTLE, there are no vacant rooms with two beds."
The lady at the front desk rolled her eyes politely, and added a sentence naturally: "Please rest assured, the size of our bed here is sufficient, and it will definitely make you and your partner have a pleasant night."
- The happiness you mentioned is the last thing I want to see is unpleasantness!
Murong Jihua twitched his eyes, he must have misunderstood: "That's fine."
The young lady was about to register, when a gust of fragrant wind blew by, and the charming proprietress floated in front of their eyes, blocking the movement of the young lady at the front desk with the paper in her hand.
She smiled and showed the paper in her hand to Murong Jihua: "Okay dear, please choose your favorite room theme~"
268.
Fuck, there are still themes to choose from
Murong Jihua, who has only been exposed to a little bit of hotel culture from a yellow magazine, falls into the sweet trap of the proprietress without hesitation.
Just choose an ordinary one, after all, I have to wait for He Junle to wake up tonight to discuss important matters... Hmm!
269.
Dungeon holographic themed room: Iron locks, whips, candles—burn, love. Desire the universe!
Ancient jungle themed room: pebbles, vines, beasts—shiver, primitive romance!
…
In addition, what are the two-dimensional themes, marine ecological themes, school themes, palace themes...
Only there is no "normal" theme within the scope of Murong Jihua's requirements.
Murong Jihua: Fuck.
270.
How the hell do I choose!
Imagine, He Junle wakes up, wow what is this, dungeon whip candle high heels wow perverted, don't come here to help—
Ahem, sorry, ooc.
What should we do then? How else can I discuss the matter of hiring him as a girlfriend
After thinking for a long time, Murong Jihua's brows were almost frowned into macaroons—he finally clicked on the palace theme, that's all.
Solemn and solemn, suitable for discussing politics, yes.
271.
Murong Jihua's room was on the second floor. After taking the room card, Murong Jihua supported He Junle, who was limp on his body, and made trouble at the bottom of the stairs.
...so high.
Such a tall staircase, such a tall He Junle.
How humble me.
272.
After thinking over and over again, Murong Jihua, who didn't want others to help, rolled up his sleeves and did it again like a princess hugging He Junle last time—
It's a pity that last time He Junle passed out, but this time he died of drunkenness.
The difference is that one is very obedient and the other will make trouble for you.
After walking more than ten steps with He Junle in his arms, He Junle was awkwardly held by Murong Jihua's clumsy holding position, and he began to struggle uncomfortably in his sleep.
Before Murong Jihua could say "Don't move around", in the restless movement of the big cat in his arms, he was delighted to hear it,
The foot slipped.
Happy to hear.
273.
The elders are not as good as the fragrant and soft girls!
—Murong Jihua in the first third of a second;
At this time, should I take the initiative to lay under him and wait for a wave of misfortune to win sympathy
—Murong Jihua in the first two-thirds of a second;
That's right, I should take the initiative and lay under him!
—Murong Jihua in the last third of a second.
Thus, President Murong, who completed the difficult movements of one-handed fishing-rollover-body spin 780° in the air-
He successfully fell to the ground with He Junle.
274.
No one is holding on to anyone, and no one should dislike anyone, they all fell down in the same way.
Fortunately, the stairs are not high, and the two of them are fine except for heartache.
275.
"... Yes, hello, I am Mr. Yan who just registered."
"Ah yes, here in stairwell No. 1, we have a small situation, please send a few people to help, and help my drunk partner back to the room..."
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Thanks to Archangel Carrot for Leiwuwuwu I'm really flattered...
And the nutrient solution for all the angels! I don’t know how to see who sent it, woo woo woo
There are two updates a day on Ching Ming Festival, if there is no accident, hehe!
I unilaterally declare
276.
The efficiency of the hotel is very high, the proprietress' eyes are very coquettish, and the configuration of the themed rooms is very complete.
But why do I feel so...? !
President Murong, who has already sat on the big bed in the hotel, still hasn't come out from the shadow of his partner's failure. jpg
"Fortunately, the lighting is ambiguous and dim, and the sunglasses are not broken, so I shouldn't be able to tell."
Murong Jihua brushed up the broken hair on his forehead, and thought a little self-destructively:
"... If it is revealed that Murong Jihua took his partner into the house tomorrow and fell all over the place, then I, the domineering president, should stop doing it. How can I face Su Xiaomo?"
277.
He sighed and looked up.
Not blowing, this theme room is really exquisite.
The interior scene of the royal palace full of oriental elements...
Dragon chair, jade table, bookshelf, four treasures of the study;
Diaolan Yudong, West Window Candlelight, Supreme Sapphire Night Pearl (pseudo)
It seems that it really has such an antique feeling
Murong Jihua turned around, his eyes drifted for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, and he was firmly nailed to He Junle who was lying on the bed and sleeping sprawled.
This person fell into a daze for a short while after falling from upstairs, and then fell asleep again after occupying the bed... Is it a kind of talent
the bed.
Eight feet of red gauze was placed on the hibiscus bed, red and yellow, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be used for...
of.
Now He Junle is wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers and lying on it. While it feels a little out of harmony, what falls into Murong Jihua's eyes is more of the bright red and white color tension.
——He Junle's skin is getting better and better