Chapter 2940: 3012 A long-cherished wish 13
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Passionate Devotion
- An Ying
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- 2021-03-03 11:19:03
Chapter 2940 3012 Achieved long-cherished wish 13
Tingjun turned the steering wheel, kicked the accelerator, and hummed the car at the door of the hotel.
Shanshan squinted her drunken eyes and looked at the opened passenger seat door. She raised her puzzled head: "What are you doing? You send me home."
Tingjun was too lazy to talk to her, pulled her up, put her on her back, and carried her into the hotel.
He slammed his back: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"
Tingjun carried her on his back, walked to the front desk, and took out his ID card from the wallet with great effort: "I want the roof, what room number?"
Shanshan mumbled: "8888" remembers very clearly.
Ting Jun snorted, "I want room 8888!"
After opening the room, Tingjun wiped the room card in his jeans pocket and entered the elevator with her on his back. Shanshan complained again: "Everyone else is holding the princess sideways..."
"You are not my girlfriend, why should I hug you princess? If you want the princess, let that stinky boy Lan Ting give it to you!"
Shanshan thought for a while and said that she was carrying her on her back, and her stomach turned overwhelmingly like vomiting.
Tingjun noticed and warned: "If you dare to throw up on me, I will throw you on the ground and ignore you."
"Then you hurry up, I can't help it anymore."
Tingjun was also afraid of her vomiting, and she ran wildly after she got out of the elevator. Shanshan felt sick in her stomach more and more. She covered her mouth and endured it. When Tingjun brought her room card to the door, she immediately jumped off Tingjun. Rushed towards the bathroom.
Ting Jun threw the room card on the bed, did not take a break, and went away. He only called Leng's family and told his aunt Shanshan where he was, and drove out of the hotel and went home.
Shanshan packed herself up and walked out of the bathroom. Tingjun was no longer there. She lay down on the bed and hugged the quilt to sleep.
She woke up early the next morning. It was noon. The sun was shining in from the outside. She blocked it with her hand. The voice of a domestic servant came from her ear, making her not know where she was.
"Miss Shanshan, did you invite you?"
Shanshan felt a splitting headache: "Um...Wang Ma, where am I now?"
It's not like home, but the servant who takes care of her is beside her.
"What about the hotel, the wife said you were in the hotel and asked me to take care of you. You were drunk last night. How do you feel now? Come and have a glass of milk to warm your stomach."
Shanshan remembered, Ting Jun opened the room, left her alone in the hotel, this bad guy left her in the hotel alone, she is still underage! What if you are bullied by bad guys She wants to call and scold him.
Upon receiving the call, Ting Jun took out his ears: "Awake?"
"Why do you leave me alone in the hotel?"
"Why, is it possible that you still plan to let me stay with you in the hotel for the night? A lone man and a widow, if you slander me for plotting against you, didn't I suffer a big loss if you want me to be responsible?" Ting Jun sat on the sofa in the living room of the Presidential Palace Go up, with Erlang's legs tilted: "Okay, this young master has nothing to do to listen to you yelling, hang up!"
The big bad guy! At least she should be sent home!
Shanshan was hung up and snorted, but she opened the familiar and unfamiliar floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the white and elegant veil, and suddenly couldn't complain. She sat on the bed in a daze, imagining the morning a few years ago. When she woke up, Brother Ting was in the picture next to her.
She recalled over and over again, as if she had an obsessive-compulsive disorder. In every memory, even if Lan Ting's expression was slightly deviated, she had to start again like a director making a movie, until the most realistic memory was restored in her mind.
(End of this chapter)