The Doomsday Hotel is so big that it would take three days to visit in detail.
So Ye Hanzhi and Tang Zhixi just looked around.
But when I went upstairs to rest, it was still past eleven o'clock.
The two went to the top floor. After stepping out of the elevator, Tang Zhixi said, "Is there another floor above?"
"Yeah." Ye Hanzhi said, "Chu Qingge and Chu Qingyan's room."
Tang Zhixi said: "Just the two of them?"
"Yeah." Ye Hanzhi said, "Qing Ge likes the Doomsday Hotel very much. When it was renovated, it was almost all based on her preferences. She even specially reserved a room upstairs."
Qingge
Tang Zhixi raised her eyebrows. Ye Hanzhi had never called Chu Qingyan that way.
At the door of the room, Ye Hanzhi swiped the room card and opened the door. The two entered the room together.
This room is also decorated with lotus flowers.
Tang Zhixi walked into the room and touched the lotus flower.
She was the one who initiated the process of getting the certificate, and she thought that the step of proposing could be avoided.
Unexpectedly, Ye Hanzhi arranged it carefully.
Ye Hanzhi approached and touched her head: "Go and take a bath? Go to bed early?"
Tang Zhixi turned around and glanced at him: "Go to bed early?"
"Yeah." Ye Hanzhi smiled and kissed her lips, "Go to bed early."
Tang Zhixi didn't say anything else and nodded.
"There are clothes in the cabinet," Ye Hanzhi said.
"Um."
Tang Zhixi went to take a bath, and Ye Hanzhi went to the balcony to make a phone call with Lu Shang.
Lu Shang is dealing with the affairs of the Chen family in Yancheng.
Ye Hanzhi said: "Don't beat him to death, just save your breath."
"Yes, Third Master."
Lu Shang had followed Ye Hanzhi for so many years, so he naturally understood. If he was shot to death, they would immediately stop thinking about him.
But if you can keep your breath
The Chen family will continue to think of ways to save it.
The life of lingering for breath, humiliating, and begging grandpa and grandma is the most painful and draining of one's spirit.
For the Chen family in Yancheng, especially in Yancheng.
It's like falling from the clouds into the mud.
They were afraid that they would not be able to reach the people and relationships they looked down on in the past.
Being beaten to death at once, Ye Hanzhi couldn't relieve the hatred in his heart, and he had to be tortured slowly to get rid of his anger.
"How's it going with the Song family?" Ye Hanzhi asked.
"The Song family is still the same, and the company is barely able to operate. But it can't be compared with before." Lu Shang said, "If Yan Cheng didn't care about An Lin and An Ting, and occasionally reached out to help, I'm afraid it would have been even worse.
awful."
"It's just that An Ting and Song Anrou seem to have a conflict. They haven't seen each other for a long time." Lu Shang said.
"An Ting cannot support Song Anrou's ambition." Ye Hanzhi said.
Lu Shang agreed, and said: "Third Master, the Song family has been asking people to inquire about the whereabouts of Mrs. Tang Xiao. She probably wants her to go to the Song family and help the Song family."
Lu Shang was involved in decorating the Doomsday Hotel, so he knew that his third master proposed today.
And it must have been successful.
Otherwise he wouldn't have received this call.
After calling Madam, Ye Hanzhi's mood obviously improved a lot: "What did you do earlier? The little girl from the Song family knows what to do. Let's deal with the Chen family first."
"Yes, Third Master."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Hanzhi replied to a few messages on the balcony. It wasn't until Tang Zhixi came out from the shower that he returned to the room and dried Tang Zhixi's hair.
After her hair was dried, Ye Hanzhi kissed the top of her hair and said, "If you're sleepy, go to bed first. I'll take a shower."
"Um."
Ye Hanzhi went to take a shower, but Tang Zhixi sat on the carpet and didn't move.
After a while, she lifted the sleeves of her nightgown over her shoulders and looked at the tattoo on her left arm.
Pigeon blood plus cinnabar will appear when exposed to heat.
It appeared while taking a shower.
After taking a bath, she applied cold water on it and it faded away a little, leaving only a very shallow red circle visible.
After watching for a while, she put down her sleeves, took out her phone and scrolled through the messages.
Seeing that the number of messages in their group was 99+, she opened it and took a look.
She didn't read what was discussed earlier.
Just the latest ones are:
Huang Shan: [Don’t keep looking for the boss. Today is the day when the boss is proposed. In my judgment, the proposal must be successful. If it succeeds, what should I do next? What should I do! It’s already this time, the boss must have married the person.
.]
Tang Zhixi: "."
Li Gui: [You mean the boss is up there?]
Huang Shan: [???What’s the difference if the boss is above or below? The other party is a man!]
Qinggui: [What’s wrong with the man? Is it affecting our boss?]
Li Gui: [It doesn’t affect.]
Yellow shirt:[does not affect +1]
Nigga: [I suggest you women start a separate group. I am such a big man that I blush when I see you chatting.]
Li Gui: [Then don’t look, the boss hasn’t said anything yet. Why are you beeping?]
Nigger: [What do you think the boss will do if he sees it?]
Huang Shan: [It’s been so long and the boss hasn’t shown up yet. He must have no time to care about us. Go ahead and say whatever you want. Just clear the chat history in a while.]
Tang Zhixi looked at this message, moved her fingers, and dismissed the group.
In less than a minute, Tang Zhixi received one apology transfer after another.
So when Ye Hanzhi came out of the shower, all she heard were the notification sounds on her mobile phone one after another, but none of them could make a complete sound.
"What's wrong?" Ye Hanzhi asked while wiping his hair.
Tang Zhixi raised her head and looked at him.
Ye Hanzhi wore a black nightgown with a belt around his waist, which made him look very thin.
The collarbone was exposed, and the white skin formed a strong contrast with the black nightgown.
There is countless tenderness in those narrow eyes.
The ends of the eyes and thin lips may be steamed by the heat, making them redder than usual.
Her hair was wet, some of it was pulled back, and some of it was hanging down in front. The ends of her hair passed the ends of her eyebrows, and occasionally a few drops of water dripped down.
Voluptuous, sexy and casual.
Tang Zhixi looked at him, and what Huang Shan said suddenly flashed across her mind.
[The boss must have tricked someone.]
This sentence floated through my mind as if it had its own voice.
Tang Zhixi immediately looked away, lowered her head and muted her phone.
Ye Hanzhi looked at her, wiped his hair casually twice, and then threw the towel on the chair.
He came closer, knelt down and looked at her and said, "Little girl, what are you thinking about?"
Tang Zhixi was trying to attract a black man, and said without raising her head: "It's nothing."
"real?"
Tang Zhixi didn't respond, and after a while she said: "Fake."
Ye Han was startled, then smiled again: "Then what are you thinking about?"
Tang Zhixi blocked the last person, turned off her phone, looked into his eyes and said, "I was thinking about experiencing the fun of the Doomsday Hotel."
The smile in Ye Hanzhi's eyes froze for a moment, and his tenderness was tinged with lust. For a moment, it seemed as if there were only two of them left in the world.
In his eyes, only his little girl remained.
Seeing his appearance, Tang Zhixi approached him and whispered in his ear: "Third Master... let's experience it together?"
Warm breath fell on his ears, Ye Hanzhi rolled his throat slightly, and the blood all over his body became warm.
He licked his dry lips, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he looked at Tang Zhixi and said hoarsely: "I didn't take any rest today, I'm afraid you'll be tired."
One day, Tang Zhixi returned to the villa from early in the morning. She also had a low fever because of Jing Yanbai's incident. After sleeping for a few hours, she went to Ye Zhai after dawn, went to the police station, and recorded a program, and even had a quarrel. In the afternoon
I also went to a private hospital, came to the Doomsday Hotel and visited several floors. I was busy all day long and was not idle.
Tang Zhixi raised her eyebrows, rubbed her fingertips, and said softly: "Then Third Master... be gentle."
Ye Hanzhi seemed to hear a bang in his body, as if a string was broken.
Dense desires crept into my heart and came into my eyes.
When he returned to the room, he did have an idea for a moment. But after thinking about the little girl's schedule for the day, he suppressed the idea.
I already have ideas and my will is not firm, but with a little flirtation, my desire turns into fire and reaches the sky.
Ye Hanzhi couldn't control himself. He breathed heavily, reached out and grabbed the back of Tang Zhixi's head, took her into his arms, and kissed her.
He kissed her hard, but with restraint, as if he was afraid of hurting her, but he was a little out of control...
Tang Zhixi was pressed on the carpet. Her mind was a little blank. It was a rare moment when her brain stopped thinking.
All her senses came from Ye Hanzhi, and this feeling made her sink and sink.
Until the straps of the nightgown were untied and Ye Hanzhi's hot hands touched her skin.
She finally came back to her senses and struggled for a while: "Ye Hanzhi..."
"Go to bed."
Ye Hanzhi kissed her for a while longer, and then kissed her on the scar on her collarbone before taking her back to the bed...