The shocked Bedivere hurriedly took out the magnetic card of the room from his trouser pocket and opened the door, but in the rush, he took the wrong card given by the lion man.
Beep---The electronic lock at the door made an unprecedented strange sound, but the door did not open.
The werewolf frowned and realized that he had foolishly taken the wrong card. He hurriedly fumbled around again, and finally took out the real magnetic card for opening the door from his trouser pocket.
Beep! After swiping the card, the door lock was finally unlocked. Bedivere held his tortoise-tongue whip in hand and prepared to fight. He opened the door with a bang and yelled as soon as he rushed into the room: "Elaine! Are you okay?!"
I saw the white bear man wearing only a pair of underpants, lying on the floor of the living room, sweating profusely------
Do sit-ups.
"Uh... Bei, Bedivi, Will, are you back, back, back?" the White Bear asked stupidly. He already stuttered, and his speech became more staccato in a breathless state.
.
"Can you explain what's going on?" The werewolf found out that it was a false alarm. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked the white bear man with an angry face: "Why don't you sleep, lying on your back on the ground in the middle of the night?"
Sit up?"
I don't know whether it was out of shame or too much exercise, but the white bear man's face suddenly turned red for a while. He stopped, changed his posture and sat on the ground, panting and said: "I want to lose weight."
I want to reduce the fat on my belly and belly."
Bediwell couldn't help but laugh: "You have never lost weight before. Why do you want to lose weight now in a place like this?"
The white bear man scratched his head and looked even more embarrassed: "Just now, King Arthur came just now..."
"Oh, he just had a private interview with you." Bedivere suddenly realized: "So, you were taught a lesson by Arthur, and now you feel that obesity is a bad state, so you started to work hard to lose weight? Pfft...
"
While speaking, Bedivere had tried hard not to laugh, but he still couldn't help but burst out laughing. He couldn't stop laughing once he started laughing, and he was afraid that it would turn into a disservice to Elaine.
This kind of teasing destroyed the will of the white bear man, so he had to try his best to suppress his laughter and cover his mouth to prevent himself from laughing too loudly.
This smile made the white bear man even more embarrassed. There were faint tears in the corners of his eyes. He said aggrievedly: "I, I want to become stronger. In order to become a knight of the round table... in order to save, save dad...
…"
Bedivere finally suppressed his laughter and took a breath before saying: "Huh...Elaine, don't do this. Haste makes waste, understand? Even if you work hard here doing sit-ups and other exercises all night
, it’s just a matter of sharpening your skills in battle, it’s impossible for you to become stronger overnight. If you really want to become stronger, you should pay more attention to exercise... (Bedivere glanced at Elaine’s belly)... and
Diet. If you stick to it so consistently, you will become stronger. Now, give me a bath, go to bed, and stop doing stupid sit-ups!"
The white bear man glanced at the werewolf suspiciously, and then muttered in doubt: "Okay... okay."
"Oh, before that." Bedivere scratched his body that was covered in shark blood and itchy, smelly and itchy body: "Just be patient where you are and let me take a shower first. I'm going to be itchy to death."
Unexpectedly, the white bear man actually added a sentence without thinking: "Let's just wash together. I'll help you wipe your back!"
When he was told this, Bediwell immediately had a long face: "Who wants to bathe with you, idiot! No matter how big the bathroom of this deluxe room is, it is not a public bathhouse. There is no need to squeeze in with you even to take a bath!"
"But, but..." the white bear man played with his fingers: "I used to take a bath with my father..."
(Oh my god...this guy's mind is completely like that of a child, he hasn't grown up at all...)
Bediwell pulled his face longer and gave the White Bear man a white look: "Elaine, let me use the bathroom first. If you like, you can wash alone all night. I don't mind. But don't involve me when you take a bath."
Wash together, thank you."
"Okay, okay. That's really boring..." Elaine drooped his round bear ears and said even more aggrievedly.
The werewolf shook his head and was about to walk towards the bathroom when there was a sudden knock on the door behind him.
"Who is it this time?" Bedivere walked to open the door in annoyance.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, Bediwell saw a human maid wearing a very elegant black maid uniform standing in front of the door. She was pushing a whole cart of food, and there was even a bottle on the dining cart, which looked very luxurious at first glance.
Fine wine.
"Dear sir, this is your gift." The maid saluted Bediville as if she were treating a distinguished guest. This is a very solemn bow that Egyptians make to those in high positions (especially the royal family).
Etiquette, very few young people in modern times understand this.
Being treated so grandly, Bedivere couldn't help being flattered: "What?"
"This is your gift, our distinguished guest." The maid repeated, "This gift is a small thought from the hotel manager."
Bediwell became even more confused. Why did the hotel manager of the Cairo Hotel, whom Bediwell had never met, suddenly give this gift to the werewolf?
Although most of the food in the dining car was covered with lids, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside, Bediwell could tell from the smell that those should be the highest-grade filet mignons, as well as high-end dishes such as foie gras and caviar -
----Not to mention that bottle of Bordeaux wine that you can tell how expensive it is just by looking at the label.
Gudu Bedivere was busy all night and was hungry. He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He really wanted to eat. But he didn't dare to accept these gifts easily before he figured out what happened--just in case.
Did the hotel get the wrong room?
He thought again: By the way, maybe the small dispute in the parking lot attracted the attention of the hotel manager, and these things were the gifts the hotel manager used to apologize to Bediwell.
After he thought he had figured out the matter, he immediately said to the maid: "I understand. In fact, you don't need to care so much. I'm not such a stingy person. I don't mind the parking lot anymore."
"
"Parking lot?" the maid asked with a polite smile: "What parking lot?"
The other party's ignorant attitude made Bediwell anxious: "Isn't this an apology gift for the incident in the parking lot?...Did you send the gift to the wrong room?"
"No, sir." The maid still smiled politely, with an extremely calm face: "This is Suite 1130, right?"
The werewolf was stunned for a while: "Yes."
"Sir, you just used your VIP card, right?" the maid in black asked.
"VIP card?" The werewolf was stunned for a while.
Then it dawned on him.
When he was in a hurry just now and used the magnetic card to open the door, he accidentally swiped the card given by Uncle Salaldin as a magnetic card to open the door! That thing, which was obviously just a small piece of paper, turned out to be a "VIP card"! It was that small card
The piece of paper brought this unexpected "surprise" to Bediville!
After thinking about all this, Bediwell not only took a breath of cold air. Who is that lion man uncle!? Why did a business card he casually gave to Bedivere have such weight!?
Is that person a member of the royal family? A dignitary? Or is he some high-ranking figure in this country?!
"B-Bedivere?" Seeing the werewolf lingering in front of the door for a long time, Elaine finally couldn't help but come over to join in the fun: "What's going on? Is anyone looking for us?"
Bedivere, who was deep in thought, was instantly brought back to reality by the voice of the White Bear Man. He hurriedly turned his head and glanced at Elaine. As expected, this headless, heartless idiot was still in his original state of only wearing underpants.
How terrible it would be for outsiders to see what he looked like!
"Idiot! Don't come here!" the werewolf quickly stopped him.
It was already too late. The maid outside the door saw the almost naked white bear running, and quickly glanced at Bedivere - the werewolf at that time was holding a whip in his hand.
"Oh...I'm sorry, have I disturbed you?" The maid immediately saluted cleverly: "Then, I'll take my leave now."
"Wait! Things are not what you imagined!------" Bediwell said hurriedly.
Unexpectedly, the maid had left the dining car behind, maintained her elegant demeanor, and retreated like the wind...she had already run far away!
(Seems to be considered a pervert.)
A huge drop of cold sweat broke out from the werewolf's forehead. Now Bedivere was simply depressed and helpless, unable to express his suffering.
"Huh?" The white bear man didn't understand what all this was about. He tilted his head and asked, "Who is that? Who is that? ---Speaking of which, what is this? It smells so good!"
"The hotel brought us a midnight snack." Seeing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, the werewolf didn't bother to worry about it: "Let's eat together after taking a shower."
The white bear man seemed to vaguely smell the delicious food from the dining car, and his mouth watered: "Okay, okay!"
Bedivere glanced at Elaine: "Wait... didn't you just say you wanted to lose weight?"
"Hmm..." The white bear who has always been a little confused is unambiguous at this moment: "You said it, it's useless to hold on to it in a hurry. If you try again tomorrow, you can reduce it again!"
Bedivere gave a helpless smile, pushed the dining car into the room, and closed the door: "Okay. I have to take a shower first, you kid, don't gobble up the midnight snack while I'm taking a shower!"
The white bear man wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "I, I will try my best to hold it back."
The veins on Bedivere's forehead bulged angrily: This stupid bear was definitely planning on devouring the midnight snack! He said he would hold back, but when he couldn't hold it back any longer, this hungry beast of the night would take the food on the dining car.
Devour it all together with Bediville’s late night snack!
There is only one way to stop this monster!
The werewolf rolled his eyes at Elaine again, and immediately smiled slyly: "You know, Elaine? You just said that you wanted to take a bath together. This suggestion is actually quite good. We should take a bath together and meet each other sincerely to enhance friendship.
Right? Let me rub your back."
Elaine looked at Bedivere with disgust and said nothing.
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