After searching all the drawers and pockets to no avail, Luo Chen finally began to seriously think about all the places where the note pad might appear.
Because she is always careless, Luo Chen is used to writing down all the things she needs to do today on a note pad in the morning. Moreover, she likes writing and is used to writing a few sentences when inspiration comes, so she develops the habit of writing down everything she needs to do today.
I have made it a habit to carry paper and pen with me.
Luo Chen murmured, "Where is it? Where is it? The last time I used it was when I was cleaning the room..." The voice became smaller and smaller...
Suddenly a picture flashed in his mind, and Luo Chen jumped up from the bed, "Ah, I remembered, the presidential suite on the 36th floor, could it have fallen there?" Luo Chen said to himself in frustration.
The night was already very deep, with not even a crescent moon or a trace of starlight appearing in the thick ink sky. The cold winter wind blew through the night sky with gusts of coolness, and the red and white light of the hotel looked so desolate.
In order to make it easier to find her notepad, Luo Chen deliberately changed to the evening shift. By the time the shift ended, it was already midnight.
When no one answered her knock on the door for the n+1 time, Luo Chen was frustrated and prepared to give up and come back tomorrow.
As soon as the elevator on the 36th floor opened, Luo Chen saw a man wearing a black formal suit walking out. He was obviously only in his twenties, but he exuded a strong aura, and a faint aroma of wine overflowed from his mouth.
His whole face was red because of drinking. He took off his coat and put it casually on his wrist. The top two buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing a large area of wheat-colored hair.
With his strong chest and sculpted and angular features, he exudes a natural nobility. This man is actually a work of art created by God for the human world. Why does a man look so delicate? He is really a monster.
Luo Chen was infatuated for a short while, then he immediately came back to his senses and beat his head with his fist in annoyance. Idiot Luo Chen, nympho Luo Chen, what are you thinking about?
The man didn't even look at her, and walked directly past her to the guest room. Wait, isn't that the presidential suite?
Is he a guest in the presidential suite?
Then you can go over and ask him for the note pad now.
"Wait, wait..." Luo Chen belatedly chased after her, but unfortunately she was still a step too late. When she walked over, the man had already swiped the door card and entered, and the door was slammed shut with a loud click.
What should I do? Luo Chen hesitated for a moment, should he knock on the door?
Well, although it was a bit late, although it was a bit rude, and although it was a bit abrupt, she was really anxious about her graduation thesis.
After half an hour of fighting between heaven and man, Luo Chen finally mustered up the courage to ring the doorbell.
No one answered, I pressed again, still no one.
You obviously saw him walking in, why are you ignoring him? A good-looking man is indeed rude.
I listened at the door for a while, but to no avail. There was nothing I could do. The rooms in the star-rated hotel were so soundproof that I couldn't hear it at all.
What should I do, what should I do? Luo Chen was so anxious that he could only run back and forth in circles.
Today is the anniversary of Chen Nuo's mother's death. When he came back from visiting his mother's grave, he went out to drink alone. Anyone who tried to talk to her was dismissed by him with the word "fuck off." On a day like this, how could he have the heart to do such romantic things.
Maybe he was drugged by some reckless guy when he went to the bathroom. The amount of the drug must be unclear. From the moment he realized something was wrong and arrived at the hotel, his body was already very hot. Due to the effect of the drug, sweat was flowing along his body.
His forehead was dripping with tears, and his body was hot and tight, as if there was a fire that was going to burn him out. As long as he touched his body with his hand, a strong electric current would pass through his body.
After driving all the way back to the hotel, he entered the room and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower without even changing his clothes, but his body was still hot and tight.
When I heard the doorbell ringing non-stop, I felt even more irritable.
Opening the door unceremoniously, he saw the face that had always filled his mind for the past few days. She smiled sweetly, her eyes were like crescent moons, her pear dimples were shallow, and her delicate lips were dripping.
"I've found the wrong person." Luo Chen looked at the man in front of him with a sullen expression. His shirt and trousers were all sticky on his body. His hair was still dripping. He couldn't help but think to himself, it's not good.
Now was definitely not the time to talk about business. She lied very skillfully and turned around to leave.
But as soon as he turned around, the man was pulled into the room by a strong force and pressed against the door. Then the man's lips were overwhelmingly covering his body, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in his arms by a pair of strong arms.
When Chen Nuo saw her, he didn't know why. Maybe it was because the medicine was taking effect and he needed someone to relieve his anger, but he knew clearly who the woman in front of him was, and the soft touch on his lips was damn good.
Beautiful, unbearable desires are out of control.
His cool lips sucked the woman in his arms hard, and between his hands, the two of them were naked and facing each other.