Endless Pampering Only For You

At the hotel, Mo Xiaomen got out of the car and was about to say thank you and goodbye to him.

Who knew, but he held his hand and pulled her into the hotel.

Mo Xiaomeng said stupidly, "Well ... that, you don't have to send me up, I just go up."

Ye Sijue said nothing, just pulled her up the elevator and went straight up to the 18th floor.

At the door of Room 1808, he looked at her and said, "What about the room card?"

The two stood at the door of the hotel room. He had such a strange attitude. Mo Xiaomeng would not be stupid enough to give him the room card.

She hid her bag behind her and asked him alertly, "What the **** do you want to do?"

Ye Sijue looked at her nervous look and smiled.

Fortunately, this little thing is not stupid enough to be incurable, it still knows to guard against people.

He put one hand in his pocket, and blue eyes squinted at her. "You said, if I want to do something to you, I did it last night, why wait till now?"

Mo Xiaomeng thought for a while, and seemed to be right.

"Why do you want to enter my room?" She asked in confusion, while looking for the room card in her bag, dripping the floor, swiping the card into the door.

Ye Sijue said calmly, "Get something."

Mo Xiaomeng was confused.

Get something?

This is her room. What is he going to take?

As soon as the door opened, Ye Sijue took her hand again and pulled her in.

Glancing at the closet and the table, he said, "Is this what you have?"

Mo Xiaomeng nodded, "Yeah."

Ye Sijue then let go of her hand and said, "Clean it up."

As she said, she also opened the closet, took out her suitcase, and put the hanging clothes in the suitcase.

Mo Xiaomeng also had intimate clothes hanging on it. As soon as he reached out to pick it up, his face turned red, and he quickly stopped him.

"Why do you take my clothes?"

Ye Sijue pointed at the table and said, "Go and pack those."

"Why clean up?" She said she couldn't understand.

After Ye Sijue packed his clothes, he looked at her and said, "Because, you can't live here."

"Why?" Mo Xiaomeng was a little surprised, thinking that something had happened.

She was urged by her to pack everything into the suitcase.

Dragging the suitcase out of the door, Ye Sijue closed the door and pulled her into the elevator.

Mo Xiaomeng asked, "Hey! You haven't told me yet, why can't I live here?"

Could it be that the backstage in that store was not good enough to provoke her?

The elevator arrived and Ye Sijue pulled her out.

He looked back at her, and said with a domineering tone, "Because, I don't allow it."

"Ah?" Mo Xiaomeng was confused by this answer.

He, he doesn't allow it?

What does it mean?

He was pulled to the front desk by Mo Xiaomeng, then checked out of the room, pulled out again, and got into his sports car.

"Then ... where am I going to live?" Mo Xiaomeng finally came back to him, and asked indignantly.

Ye Sijue's evil charm ticked, "Live in my house."

...

Classes on Monday.

In the morning, Mu Xiaoxiao walked into the classroom and subconsciously looked at Yu Zhe's table.

The location was empty and no one was there.

In fact, she had expected this.

She did not know if he was discharged from the hospital, and she did not intend to care.

Even if he was discharged from the hospital, he should have appeared faceless before her, right?