Chapter 3007: 3080 The sunrise that was late 11

Chapter 3007 3080 The late sunrise 11
Shanshan didn't respond: "Which room 8888?"
She fell silent immediately after she asked, Lan Ting leaned over and fastened her seat belt neatly, but Shanshan bit her lips tightly.
When he raised his head, when he spoke, strong male hormones sprayed on her face, itching slightly, making it hard to resist.
"What's the matter? I don't want to go."
Shanshan shook her head and said "Yeah", she really didn't want to go.
In the past, that was her favorite place, but after the age of eighteen, she tried to avoid thinking about that place by herself. If she had to pass the hotel every time she drove, she would never look at it. There were bad memories. Although looking back now, she understood that he was involuntarily involuntarily, but she still could not forget that she sprained her foot there alone, crying into tiring memories.
"Really don't want to go, and don't go with me?" Lan Ting pushed down the button of the seat belt, and his tall and long body sat upright, looking forward to her answer.
Shanshan murmured: "We can change to another hotel, or is it okay to go home? Look at me like this. How can I go to the hotel? I haven't changed my clothes. I want to go home.
Lan Ting raised her hand, covering her Qianqianyu's hand with a big palm, and smiled regretfully: "What should I do? I plan to watch the sunrise with you. The rooms are already booked. Tomorrow is 5320 days when we know each other. I want to watch the sunrise with you one day."
Lan Ting raised his other hand, clasped the back of her head, and pressed a close kiss on the center of her brow.
"Be with me, really reluctant?"
"Okay." Shanshan replied reluctantly: "It depends on your face."
Lan Ting immediately started the car, and the car went straight to the hotel parking lot. From the special passage of the hotel parking lot, the two people took the elevator directly to the highest building.
The elevator soared up, and the glass windows were printed with the night light of the entire city, like the sky full of stars scattered on the earth, magnificent.
Shanshan looked at it carelessly, and his eyes accidentally swept to a few large lines on the opposite building: "Remembrance 5320."
There was no head up, no ending, only these words, shaking on one wall of the building.
Shanshan looked up in surprise and asked the young man who was one head taller than her. Lan Ting lowered his head and smiled at her.
Shanshan's mouth is flat. Three years ago, she rented a wall in the same building and wrote the words on it: Happy 18th birthday to Miss Ben!
Unfortunately, she was the only one who appreciated it at the time.
Shanshan said: "I also rented the advertising space of that building before."
"I know." Lan Ting put her arms around her shoulders and rubbed her into her arms. "When you come next year's birthday, we will rent a larger advertising space and rent all the wall advertisements of every building. Come down, write all happy birthday to you."
"That's high-profile." Shanshan imagined the scene, and suddenly laughed: "Same as a nouveau riche."
The elevator door opened with a "ding", and Shanshan wanted to say that the nouveau riche would never do this, but suddenly she fell silent.
There was a faint floral scent, not too strong. The lights in the corridor were warm colors. On the light gray corridor stalls, there were a circle of neatly arranged lily love petals. She looked up and looked at Lan. Take a look at the court.
Lan Ting smiled and squeezed her hand, took her long legs and walked out.
I heard that she arranged this for her eighteenth birthday, but Lan Ting added more of her own thoughts, so Shanshan saw the wall of the corridor, and a pair of photo frames hung every two meters. , The photo in the frame is the two of them.
(End of this chapter)