"Okay, you go dance with her, it's 10,000 yuan an hour. Now we're married." Gu Luoqi pulled her up and leaned against the door, with a very illicit smile on his lips.
The waiter looked at her in shock.
"real?"
"real."
Gu Luoqi shrugged and said, "If it's less than an hour, I'll give it an hour."
She doesn't know how to dance, and she doesn't want to dance either, which would be silly.
When the waiter heard about this good thing, his eyes lit up. He immediately walked over, endured the noise, and said to Lin Zhiya: "Miss, can I dance with you?"
"OK."
Lin Zhiya didn't care who was compensating her for dancing, as long as she could dance, she would be extremely happy.
Seeing the two people dancing, Gu Luoqi finally breathed out, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Xie Shuangyang.
-Why leave her here alone?
Xie Shuangyang’s message came back quickly: she refused to let me accompany her, saying she wanted to be alone.
Gu Luoqi raised his eyebrows and asked worriedly: Are you sure nothing else happened?
Xie Shuangyang: What can happen? It’s just that the confession failed.
Fine.
Gu Luoqi sighed, turned off his phone, and looked at the person in the room.
When it comes to love and relationships, sometimes it’s really hard to tell.
It can make people move towards better goals and change.
It can also cause people to be defeated in an instant.
Gu Luoqi put his hands in his pockets and looked at Lin Zhiya who was crying and laughing. He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask her. Did he ever regret speaking out these thoughts?
…
Lin Zhiya started drinking like crazy, which was very exciting.
After dancing for almost two hours, she was finally exhausted and had no energy left.
The waiter was almost exhausted.
Gu Luoqi transferred the money and left directly with Lin Zhiya.
"No, you can't go back to my house."
Lin Zhiya hung on her body and struggled to speak: "My mother will beat me to death."
"Why didn't I see you scared when I was drinking?" Gu Luoqi complained speechlessly, sat in the car and reported his home address to the driver.
"I can't go to your house either." Lin Zhiya held her hand and climbed up with difficulty, staring at her pitifully with her watery eyes, "Your mother will ask me why I drink so much."
"...Then where are you going?" Gu Luoqi asked her helplessly.
“Hotel.”
Lin Zhiya held on, and after saying these two words, she fell down and fell asleep again.
Gu Luoqi picked up his phone, searched for the nearest map, and then told the driver the name of the hotel.
…
After all this trouble, it was already half past nine in the evening when we arrived at the hotel.
As soon as Gu Luoqi moved Lin Zhiya to bed, the phone call came.
She sat on the sofa panting and answered the phone: "Hello?"
"Where are you?"
On the phone, Bo Jinyan's voice was as sexy and deep as ever.
Gu Luoqi lifted her sweat-soaked hair: "In the hotel."
"...?"
"Lin Zhiya was drunk and didn't dare to go home." Gu Luoqi explained simply.
Bo Jinyan immediately understood: "Which hotel?"
"Well, are you looking for me?" Gu Luoqi kicked off his slippers, crossed his legs, sat on the sofa, and stared at the sleeping person on the bed: "I can't get out now."
"I know." Bo Jinyan added, "Give me an address and give you something."