Before Song Lan could say anything, Fang Xueqi walked away.
Song Lan lowered her eyes and looked at the thin key card in her palm, breathing heavily.
I always feel like...something's not quite right.
Why was Fang Xueqi suddenly so kind to her?
"Sister Lan, Sister Lan, I feel so uncomfortable——"
He Xiaoya stumbled over and fell into Song Lan's arms.
The heater was turned on in the private room and it was stuffy and dry.
He Xiaoya wore a thin shirt today, with the collar slightly open, revealing her white collarbones.
Song Lan quickly took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, "What's wrong with you?"
He Xiaoya's breathing was rapid, and she stroked the root of her neck with unbearable heat, "I don't know, maybe I'm drunk, Sister Lan, I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep for a while..."
"But this is a KTV, how can we sleep?" Before Song Lan finished speaking, a slightly cold card touched his palm.
She was stunned and remembered that Fang Xueqi gave her a room card.
Seeing that He Xiaoya was so drunk that she couldn't go home, Song Lan planned to help her go to the room to rest first.
A few minutes later, Song Lan helped He Xiaoya into the guest room.
"Xiaoya, you rest here for a while. When they are finished, I will take you home."
Song Lan put He Xiaoya on the bed, carefully took off her shoes, and wrapped her in a quilt.
I got up and tried to turn on the bedside lamp, but found that the lamp was broken.
"...Why are there so many malfunctions in this hotel? The lights are even broken."
Song Lan muttered that the hotel was not properly maintained and walked out in the dark.
"Xiaoya, I'm going to go find the front desk to fix the lights. I'll be back in a while."
He Xiaoya, who was sleeping soundly, responded vaguely, turned around and continued to sleep soundly.
Song Lan smiled helplessly, turned around and went downstairs.
"Hello, I am the tenant of 3015. I don't know why the light of 3015 is broken. Please go up and repair it later."
"Okay miss, please register your name here."
After registering her information at the front desk, Song Lan held her chin and waited for the hotel to dispatch.
She lowered her eyes and looked at her phone. She didn't realize that a familiar figure hurried past behind her and went straight to the elevator.
"Miss, we have contacted the maintenance master here. He will be there in a moment. Please go back and wait for a while."
Amidst the sweet smile and voice at the front desk, Song Lan returned to the third floor.
Just as he was about to take out his key card and open the door, he heard two footsteps with different rhythms, walking very fast.
Song Lan raised her eyes, a hint of surprise flashed across her beautiful eyes.
"...He Chaozhi?"
Not far away, He Chaozhi and Fang Xueqi walked side by side.
He Chaozhi's brows were gloomy, shrouded in frost.
The moment they saw Song Lan, both He Chaozhi and Fang Xueqi had strange expressions.
He Chaozhi seemed to be relieved, and Fang Xueqi walked quickly to Song Lan.
She stared at Song Lan's face in disbelief, her teeth changing the tone of her voice.
"Song Lan, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the room? Your clothes..."
Fang Xueqi grabbed Song Lan's sleeve.
Song Lan's clothes were intact and her hair was neat. It looked like nothing had happened...
"Fang Xueqi, you called me over in a hurry to say that something happened to Song Lan. What happened? Isn't she here fine?"
He Chaozhi asked Fang Xueqi in a cold voice.
"I, I...this is bad!"
Fang Xueqi hesitated, looking at Song Lan for a while, then looking at the room behind Song Lan.
She took out her cell phone and called Han Zicheng, her face almost turning green with anxiety.
"Answer the phone, answer the phone quickly!"
Han Zicheng did not answer the phone. At the same time, the sound of Han Zicheng's cell phone came from room 3015.
Fang Xueqi's expression suddenly changed, and Song Lan also realized that something was wrong, turned around and opened the door with the key card.
The man's gasp and the woman's moan came out instantly, catching the three people outside the door off guard.
Through the dim light outside the door, Fang Xueqi recognized at a glance that the man on the bed who was rolling with the woman was Han Zicheng.
She covered her mouth and took two steps back.
A scream woke up Han Zicheng who was addicted to the sea in bed.
Han Zicheng quickly wrapped himself and the woman under him with a quilt, and looked at the person outside the door in embarrassment: "Xue Qi? What are you doing in here? You -"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Lan standing next to Fang Xueqi.
He opened the quilt in disbelief and realized that the woman under him was actually He Xiaoya!
"How is that possible..." Han Zicheng lowered his hands in surprise and murmured.
There was no light in the room just now, and Fang Xueqi said that Song Lan had already come to the room.
He originally wanted to talk to the woman alone and wait for her feelings to be expressed before moving on to the next step.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, a woman rushed towards him, still wearing Song Lan's coat...
If there is a mistake between yin and yang, he will——
"Why don't you continue? Can you continue? I'm so hot, so hot..."
He Xiaoya didn't know what was happening on the bed, but the effect of the medicine made her horny and she pressed herself against Han Zicheng.
His limbs wrapped around Han Zicheng like an octopus, preventing the man from leaving.
When Song Lan saw this scene, he understood everything.
Room cards, drinks, the arrival of Han Zicheng and He Chaozhi... it was never a coincidence, it was all Fang Xueqi's plan!
If He Xiaoya hadn't drank that cocktail and was now the one pestering Han Zicheng, it would have been herself!
Song Lan raised his head, glanced at Fang Xueqi with sharp eyes, and said with anger in his calm voice, "Han Zicheng, put on your clothes. Let's settle the rest of the debt slowly."
…
Half an hour later, the chaotic room returned to its original state.
Song Lan had a cold face and walked into the room alone to help He Xiaoya put on clothes.
But the effects of He Xiaoya's medicine hadn't worn off yet, and Song Lan couldn't catch her alone, so he called He Chaozhi to come in and help.
"He Chaozhi, help me fill the bathtub with cold water and let Xiaoya go in to cool down."
He Chaozhi walked in with a sullen face, his exquisite and expensive leather shoes felt dirty even when he stepped on the carpet.
The man's dark eyes glanced at the woman who was twisting and turning on the bed, and his disgust was palpable.
"When did you see me touching other women?"
Song Lan glared at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense and help quickly."
He Chaozhi felt sulky for a while, but reluctantly threw the person into the bathroom bathtub, throwing a bath towel in.
It saves people from freezing to death, and Song Lan still has to worry about his own needs.
After dealing with He Xiaoya, Song Lan walked out of the bathroom dripping wet.
She neatly rolled up her sleeves and squeezed out the water, revealing a wrist as white as snow, which was so eye-catching that even Fang Xueqi, a woman, felt quite jealous when she saw it.
In her original plan, Song Lan should have had sex with Han Zicheng long ago... She should have fast forwarded to He Chao and slapped Song Lan, but now——
Just don’t mention it!
Song Lan raised her chin, even though she was facing the sky, there was an indescribable charm in her eyes.
"Fang Xueqi, don't you think you should give me an explanation?"
Fang Xueqi felt a little guilty when she saw it, but her frenzy over the failed plan made her even more angry.
"What explanation? If you ask me to say, you should be blamed for all this. If you didn't drink the wine and let He Xiaoya drink it, how could my cousin sleep in He Xiaoya's bed? I think you guys are really in the same company.
