Endless Pampering Only For You

Yin Shaoxing's order was a guest order, how could Han Qiqing and Song Shijun not hear it?

However, Han Qiqing looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's face on the sofa and said, "I'll take care of Xiaoxiao, how can I make it like this. If I didn't order the wine, she wouldn't be drunk."

Moreover, they booked a total of two suites, wasn't it just for them to have one girl and one boy?

Song Shijun heard her say, and dragged her behind.

Is this Qi Qing silly?

How dare you violate the meaning of Yin Shaojie?

I haven't seen her so indifferent!

Song Shijun pulled her hand again and said with a smile, "Okay, it's too late now, let's not bother to rest, let's go, let's go to another room."

"but……"

Under his deadlift, Han Qiqing was taken out of the room.

After closing the door, Song Shijun looked at her and asked strangely, "Why are you suddenly rushing to take care of the little ones? There are young people here, and the little ones will only be taken care of better."

"Of course I know that, but ..." Han Qiqing looked embarrassed, and looked at the door again, looking a little worried.

Song Shijun smiled vaguely and said, "It's nothing! Aren't the two of them engaged? It's nothing to sleep together."

Han Qiqing glared at him, "You guys really think of all this!"

Song Shijun's face was innocent, but he still smiled, "What's the matter with me? Wouldn't you be worried about snacks? Don't worry, if she doesn't want to, she won't force her, you are blind What do you care about. "

To say that in the world, Yin Shaomin's last person who wants to hurt is Mu Xiaoxiao.

He didn't understand what Han Qiqing was worried about.

Han Qiqing bowed his head and thought.

Also, just recently, Xiaoxiao admitted to her that she likes Yin Shaoyan, and the two have kissed. Even if something more intimate happens, let it be.

Thinking about it, Han Qiqing's face slowly turned red.

Song Shijun seemed to have seen something surprising, and teased, "Yo yo, I'm not mistaken! Qi Qing, you will also blush?"

Han Qiqing glanced at him and argued, "My face also has blood circulation. Why won't I blush? Let's go, don't stay here."

Standing at the door felt like listening to the corner, it was strange.

Song Shijun put her hand on her shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go back to our room, and the two of us will just make it up tonight."

Han Qiqing raised his elbow and gave him a white glance.

"Who wants to share a room with you! Go and open another room."

"Oh, it's okay to live in a room. Why waste money? The suites here are also expensive."

"Miss Ben is rich! She likes to waste, can you?"

"Xing Xing Xing, your boss, you have the final say."

...

In the room.

The person who had slept well on the sofa suddenly moved, and said with a small mouth, "Water ... water ..."

Yin Shaojie had just changed her cold towel. Who knew it and came back, she saw Mu Xiaoxiao twisting on the sofa.

"What's wrong?" He hurriedly walked over to her, stroking her cheek and asking.

Her face was still a little hot, and that last bit of heat didn't seem to go away.

But everyone who is experienced in drinking knows that this is because the wine is not gone.

Mu Xiaoxiao licked his lips and said softly, "I want to drink water ..."