As the door slowly moved open, in addition to seeing a luxurious and exquisite bedroom, her eyes were strongly attracted by the man who was sitting on the sofa with his legs folded and smoking with a lazy and cold expression.
When Mu Jinjin saw him, he felt as if his heartbeat had stopped, looking at him blinking his eyes blankly, his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and he wouldn't move, and his heart was full of nervousness.
He saw her smile slightly, put down her slender and overlapping legs, sat up straight, put the cigarette in her hand on the ashtray on the tea table and extinguished it, and looked at the girl by the door without any change in expression.
"Why, Miss Rist didn't come over because I was afraid that I would strip you naked and strengthen you" "Me" Mu Jinjin heard his voice before he came back to his senses.
When she came to her senses, she hurriedly walked in his direction, not wanting to make him laugh.
She walked up to him and stopped, looking at him a little nervously and asked.
"I heard that Mr. is very dissatisfied with our hotel, so I don't know if Mr. is dissatisfied, can you tell me, I will find a way to help Mr. solve it" He didn't answer for a while, picked up the cup of coffee on the tea table that was still smoking, put it to his lips and took a sip, put down the cup and looked at the cup and replied to her idly.
"Good attitude, very well-behaved." “” Mu Jinjin puffed up his little face a little unhappily after hearing his answer.
His answer was as if the owner was praising the obedient kitten But she wasn't his kitten.
Why did he say these affectionate words to her.
Mu Jinjin didn't want to respond to his ambiguous words, but just watched him repeat his question just now.
"Then I don't know what you are dissatisfied with our hotel, sir, I have to find someone to help you deal with it, sir."
"Syr, bring me the box of things on the bedside table."
He looked up at her and ordered her. “” Mu Jinjin became more and more unhappy when he heard his commanding tone, and his little face was half wrinkled.
She thought to herself, who did he think he was, and he always called her as a servant.
Although Mu Jinjin was not happy, he nodded obediently, turned around and reluctantly walked in the direction of the bedside table.
After all, he was her guest now.
As the owner of the hotel, how could she offend her guests Mu Jin walked in the direction of the bedside table, and stopped in front of the bedside table after more than ten seconds.
She looked down at the bedside table and saw that there wasn't much on it.
There is only a crystal pendant lamp on the bedside table, a vase with a red rose, a TV remote control, and a box of Japanese-style ultra-thin models Mu Jinjin looked at the box on the bedside table, and his face became a little angry.
If she remembered correctly, he had asked her to bring him the box of things on the bedside table.
Could it be that this is the box of things in his mouth?
But what did he ask her to do with a box?
Could it be that he was not satisfied with the box Mu Jinjin blushed so much that he wanted to die, but in the end, he still picked up the one and walked back to the tea table with a trembling body.
She walked a few centimeters in front of him and stopped, put the black box in her hand on the tea table with trembling hands, and then stood up straight and looked at him with a slight trembling voice.
"Sir, sir, I brought you what you wanted, do you think there is anything wrong with this thing, sir, do you dislike this brand or what, if you don't like this brand, I can ask someone to change a box for you," oshow7 t1706231537: