I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

With a little guilt in his heart, Song Zuan came to the front desk on the first floor of the hotel.

"Do you think I was too cruel to him? In fact, it seems that it's okay to sleep together."

If the stainless steel that has seen through everything for a long time does not have the function of rolling the eyes, it must be a stainless steel that rolls the eyes at this time.

[Host, I think you are still full of (will) soft (pretend). 】

"Of course! That's my protagonist's elder brother. If I don't love him, who cares about him?"

Stainless Steel: Bah! cql!

The system that was fed dog food every day didn't want to talk anymore, but fortunately Song Zu'an went to the front desk and didn't have time to take care of this.

The lady at the front desk had a decent smile on her face.

"Hello, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Any spare rooms? Preferably near the top."

The front desk smiled apologetically.

"I'm really sorry, because it's a holiday, so the rooms are fully booked, and there are no vacancies for the time being."

Song Zu'an's first thought was: Is God going to kill me?

【Pretend, continue to pretend...】

[The host clearly enjoys it! 】

He didn't believe in fate, and asked again: "All the rooms are booked? Are there any left?"

"Sir, it is indeed gone. Is there a problem with Mr. Jiang booking that room?"

"That's not it."

"Then I wish you a pleasant trip, sir, and a satisfactory stay. If there is a problem with the room, we will be responsible for it—"

Seeing the harmless and polite smile of the young lady at the front desk, Song Zuan didn't become suspicious.

He had no choice but to thank him, and walked back dejectedly.

In broad daylight, Jiang probably wouldn't just treat him like this...

[He hasn't done anything yet, and he doesn't know what the host is afraid of. 】

【According to Ben Ganggang, it is clearly the host himself who treats Jiang Ye's belly with the heart of a villain. 】

Song Zu'an regarded the words of stainless steel as nothing, and let her complain.

I kept reassuring myself that it's okay, it's okay...

But he apparently forgot that it wasn't the first time Jiang did such a thing in broad daylight.

Opening the door of the presidential suite, Song Zuan found that Jiang was not in the bedroom, but the sound of water came from the bathroom.

"Jiang Ye, are you taking a bath?"

"Ah."

What kind of bath do you take in broad daylight?

No, no, no, Jiang Ye is a beast!

Do you really want to do something with sauce? !

[(?_?) I clearly felt the excitement in the head of the host. 】

The sound of splashing water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, followed by Jiang Ye's magnetic voice: "An'an, I forgot to bring my clothes in, can you help me?"

what clothes?Putting on clothes after showering?

"It might be in the box, help me find it."

"Oh... there are several in your box, which one do you want?"

"What does An An think is appropriate to wear after taking a shower?"

Obviously, Song Zuan felt that it was most appropriate not to wear it.

But how can a boy be so unreserved?

After waiting for a few seconds and not hearing Song Zuan's answer, Jiang Ye called out with a drawn out voice, "An'an, help me get the pair of...pants numbered 9."

Good guy, pants are still numbered!

No wonder they were discovered so quickly after walking along two of them.It turns out that each pair of trousers has its own trousers, right?

Jiang Ye, a rich man, really knows how to play.

Song Zu'an suppressed the surging inside, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

"Tuk Tuk" knocked twice, the bathroom door opened a crack, and a slender and beautiful hand stretched out from inside.

"Thank you An An."

That hand didn't grab the clothes in Song Zuan's hand, but grabbed Song Zuan's wrist.

A hard.

They took him into the steamy bathroom.

Jiang stood in the bathroom naked, looking down at Song Zu'an who was completely dazed at this moment.

"An'an, you know, I'm afraid alone. So Can you wash with me? "

"what?"

It seems that Song Zu'an, who was stunned by the water vapor, has not yet reacted.

Immediately, there was a breathy voice next to his ear, which was a naked seduction!

"An'an, I mean, I'm so pitiful, as my other half, shouldn't you help me?"

This sentence was conveyed to Song Zuan's brain through the nerve center of his brain, and it took a while to fully understand it.

In the next second, his face turned red into an apple.

"you you you……"

You are right to be afraid of the dark, but it is not dark yet!

"An'an, I'm really scared."