my tongue can be cute

There are hundreds of stools in the hall, and four or five TVs are playing different programs. The guests lie on the stools in twos and threes to rest.

Fang Yuan walked to the front desk, "Can you turn off the TV for me?" He thought the TV was making noise to Ye Ranyi who was sleeping soundly inside, so he insisted on turning off the TV.

"We can't decide this." The waiter at the front desk saw Fang Yuan's fierce look, and lowered his head to avoid his gaze.

"Then call the manager." Fang Yuan's fingers tapped lightly on the front desk a few times.

The manager trotted over: "Sir, what service do you need?"

Fang Yuan has already brought his purse from the private storage room, and threw all the things he brought from the dyed clothes last night on the table, "I'll make a reservation until dinner, is that enough?"

"Enough is enough, 1 yuan is enough. I will arrange to clear the venue right now, please wait a moment, sir." The manager nodded and bowed.

A dozen or so waiters immediately ran to the customers sitting scattered in the lobby, "Sir, the fire department is here to check on the fire safety."

This is their code word, which means that the detective is coming to make rounds.

Most of these service places will be associated with various special services.Upon hearing this, those interested men all got up and left in a hurry. They saw other people leaving without knowing it. They couldn't understand for a while, and the waiter whispered a few words, and they all left at once.

Fang Yuan sat down on the sofa, "You can turn off the TV now."

The waiter immediately complied, and one of them came over and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, what kind of fruit would you like to order, sir?"

"Here are two sea coconuts." As soon as he heard the word "fruit", Fangyuan immediately thought of Ye Ranyi, let me eat this head office.

The waiter was stunned, apparently hearing the name of this fruit for the first time.

"I'm sorry sir, we are a small business here, and we don't have sea coconuts for the time being. See if you can order something else instead." The manager hurried over to make a rescue.

Can this be replaced? Fang Yuan glanced at the manager, "Is there always a cherry?"

"Yes, yes, bring them right away." Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't pose any more problems for himself, the manager heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'll kiss your little cherry mouth." Fang Yuan just sat down and ate the cherry, while imagining Ye Ranyi's lips.

Everything fell silent, and the big clock on the wall was ticking, pointing to five o'clock in the afternoon.

The plates in front of Fang Yuan were already stacked up to a dozen.

"What else do you want sir?"

"Cherry." Fangyuan exhaled, the air was filled with the smell of cherries.

"You have already eaten sixteen plates, do you want to change..."

"I want cherries, unless you have sea coconuts here."

"If he eats like this, the cherries for the night will be eaten." The manager wondered secretly, and called an employee, "Let Lao Liu go to the fruit market to buy [-] catties of cherries and come back."

At this time, Ye Ranyi rubbed his eyes and came out. Seeing that there was only Fang Yuan in the hall except for the waiter, he asked in confusion, "Why is everyone gone? How long have I been sleeping?"

"Just a moment, wait for me." Fang Yuan ran to the trash can, spit out all the cherries in his mouth, and asked the waiter for a basin of hot water.

"I'll serve it." Fang Yuan grabbed the face, walked to Ye Ranyi's side, wrung out the towel, "Wipe your head and it won't hurt."

A warm towel was applied to Ye Ranyi's face, and he hurriedly reached out to grab the towel, but touched Fangyuan's fleshy fingers.

Wrapped in a towel, his fingers were entangled in the damp heat.

Ye Ranyi's mind was in a trance, and the heat was coming up all over his body.

"Hey, don't move." Fang Yuan's other hand was placed on the back of Ye Ranyi's head, and his breath messed up his hair.

The pores on the face were all open, all the sleepy bugs came out from inside, the roots of the hair were slightly raised, and Ye Ranyi remembered the scene when his mother washed his face when he was a child.

"Xiaoyi, mom will wipe your little face clean, so you can only get [-] points in the school test." This mantra of my mother has been chanting until Yeranyi's junior high school year.

"Okay, look in the mirror in the past, it's dazzling." Fang Yuan smiled and let go of his hand, pulling Ye Ranyi out of his memory.