Chapter 217: Chapter 65 Confusion

Aimei Clock Hotel.
Looking up at the doorway inlaid with red and green characters, Lin Ziyan swallowed his saliva and walked in.
"one night."
A small old man at the counter glanced at him and looked back behind him.
Lin Ziyan blushed and said, "Old man, key, fast."
"Young man, don't worry." The old man said slowly: "It's going to be long until 12 o'clock tomorrow."
What is this and what! Lin Ziyan smiled and said, "Brother, key, please hurry up!"
At this time, a young woman came out of it and saw that they did not raise their eyelids. "ID card, deposit 300."
"Beauty, can you help me?" Lin Ziyan told the woman.
The woman came out of the counter, Lin Ziyan put down Susan, the woman grabbed it, Susan groaned, Lin Ziyan frowned, "Be careful, you hurt her."
The woman hummed slightly.
Lin Ziyan was distressed, and he couldn't pay for the money. He took Susan back to his arms, looked around, and put her on a sofa next to him before looking for a wallet.
"I can't see it" The woman gave him a slight glance.
Seeing nothing she did not say, but it should be righteous.
Lin Ziyan touched himself for a while, then suddenly remembered that wallet and cell phone were left with Gu Yebai.
He patted Susan's face lightly, "Have you brought your money and ID card?"
Susan opened her eyes, stared at him blankly, and slept again.
Lin Ziyan smiled bitterly.
"Ye can't see it." The old man was speaking this time.
This time is not a good thing. Shame on this, Lin Ziyan couldn't control much anymore. He gritted his teeth, kept doing it, and reached for the pocket of susan's clothes.
fortunately!
He took out his ID card and picked out a few banknotes from the wallet. The old man's hand was jammed, and regardless of whether the other party checked it, he grabbed the ID card and the key from the other hand, and ran back to the sofa to get a bar Escape also ran to the second floor.
"Now young man." The old man's voice came from behind. "There is in that drawer."
Lin Ziyan stepped under his feet and almost fell off a dog.
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The hotel is small but clean.
Put Susan on the bed, Lin Ziyan sat on the edge of the bed and panted.
"I've lost your face!" He bent his fingers, and he tried to slap her on his forehead.
The light shines on the girl's beautiful face, and the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the white skin.
He could no longer handle her facial features, but it wasn't delicate, but it looked good together. It was a kind of beautiful beauty. It was foreign and gorgeous. He carefully touched her cheek.
His heart was beating. He didn't dare to watch it. He dimmed the bedside lamp and was about to walk away. She came over and grabbed his hand. He couldn't walk anymore and sat down again.
She darted into his arms consciously, "Why did you provoke me?"
"I can't control myself." He smiled slightly and stroked her hair.
She choked and rubbed her face against his palm.
His hands were tender and smooth, like feathers fluttering across his palm, and his heart also caught.
He couldn't help but hold her face and shivered and kissed her eyelids.
She breathed slightly, raised her face, and rubbed the corner of her lips inadvertently.
Reason was running at this moment, and the feeling of breathing by the pool came to his heart. His lips fell all the way, kissing her fiercely. The jealousy and pain in his heart turned into a thin stream of heat, and he lifted her lips , Tangled with her tongue, swallowed her body fluid. She deceived him with the scent of wine and turned him into a wolf. As beautiful as he imagined, she might be better.
She was breathing more and more quickly, and he was persevered but had to let go of her, and she hugged him around his neck.
"Fang Ying, why did you come to provoke me?"
Lin Ziyan was shocked. It turned out that she thought he was "he." There seemed to be someone beside him, and she seemed to have done something unforgivable, but she always thought of him.
She's drunk, Lin Ziyan, but you're still awake, isn't it shameful to take her advantage so grandly?
But in the end he just helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt.
"Sleep well, tomorrow is another day." He smiled softly, lay down on the sofa, and closed his eyes again.
"Zi Yan?"
Her voice was a little vague, and he pretended not to hear.
After a long time, there was a sigh in the air, "I'm sorry."
It was his illusion or her nightmare that he suddenly couldn't tell.
Years later, when he and her experienced many stumbling trips, when he was broken, he no longer cares about her crying, and hugged others away from her, he would still remember this evening.