Vol 2 Chapter 2522: immersion

Chapter 2522 Immersion
Everyone got off at the commanding voice of Xia Jinjin, but Ye Jian was prevented from getting off the train by Xia Jinyuan.
He slammed the door on the side, then ran around the front of the car to the co-pilot. When he ran, he took out a pair of sunglasses to wear it, opened the door, and extended his left hand. The action was a gentleman's movement, and the squat behind the sunglasses. His eyes were cold and he said: "Ms. You should be helped by me."
With the gentleman's camouflage action to cover his fierce temperament, Ye Jian knows that he is pretending to be himself.
The head wrapped around the big flower towel and covered the face with a circle, wearing sunglasses, the high and fierce look is really not like a Chinese man, not like the summer team she knows.
Looking at the left hand that stretched out, Ye Jian was very well matched, showing the woman's arrogance. She only matched her words and demeanor, but her body did not cooperate. "So a gentlemanly manner? Unfortunately, I am not the princess, sorry. You don't need your support." While talking about the left hand that Xia Jinyuan stretched out, he got out of the car.
He doesn't look like holding his own hand, but he will hold her down at any time!
The thin leaf Jane knows that this is a camouflage fit, but she can also choose between a man and a woman who naturally shows a woman's arrogance.
Just like now, take his hand and cross him, his chin slightly raised towards the hotel door.
This change is a bit spirited. The comrades who watched it all thought that the bluebird would definitely follow the disguise of Q King. How do you know that with a better way of cooperation, let them see the appearance of Q King?
In front, Ye Jane said: "What are you doing, don't keep up." Very pure American accent
Z7 finally did not hold back, and the low and heavy haha ​​laughed.
Xia Jinyuan, who was eating, took a clap and said freely. "Well, you pay attention to the surrounding area. I and Ye Jian are advanced." Then I quickly caught up and took Ye Jian's hand and walked to the hotel entrance.
This time, Ye Jian did not shoot his hand again. He cooperated with Xia Jinyuan to perform so many tasks outside. When can he jok, when should he cooperate with Xia Jinyuan to make a disguise? In this respect, Ye Jian still grasps the sense of proportion. Accurate.
No one noticed it, she did not cooperate. Now she broke into the sight of some people and naturally cooperated.
She looked around the hotel and was surprised to find that there was no standard waiter at the door.
Because it is a war-torn country, even the waiters are not invited?
Ye Jian, who thought about it in the brain, walked through the glass and polished the bright door together with Xia Jinjin. He walked into the hotel lobby filled with the rough style of Maso.
The front desk of the hotel is a tall, blue-eyed, white-haired handsome guy with a blond hair. It is indeed rare to see a white man in a country like Damascus.
After seeing Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian, the guy did not greet him with Maso language. He asked a standard London cavity: "Excuse me! Do you have any need for me to help?"
I can do it in English, and Xia Jinyuan, wearing sunglasses, leans against the front desk, raises his hand, and gracefully removes the sunglasses. He smiles with a pure American accent: "Do you have a suite here? We want the most Good suite."
A young black man wearing a sports suit, like a waiter, and not a waiter, came in from the outside and went straight to the front desk. He spoke a few words with the white handsome guy at the front desk in Arabic.
Maso, Ala... Ye Jian can't understand.
(End of this chapter)