Jiang Siming saw that everyone was sleeping unconsciously. He felt a headache. It was impossible to leave them here, right? Fortunately, Broken Yuxuan provided food and accommodation. Jiang Siming passed through the Zhuzhu Qingsi silk with one hand.

With his smooth jade legs, he carefully picked her up.

Jiang Siming slowly moved to the front desk and said softly, "Please open eight upper rooms."

The young lady at the front desk looked at Jiang Siming with a strange look on her face. I don’t blame him for thinking wildly. You said you came to book a room with a drunk girl in your arms. You asked for eight rooms at once. This scene is too big. But

She is just a receptionist, so she naturally knows some things that should be said and some things that should not be said.

Jiang Siming's face was full of helplessness. Who said he met a group of drunkards? He couldn't drink and was still pretending.

"Sir, I'm sorry. There are not that many rooms anymore. There are only four upper rooms now. What do you think?" the lady at the front desk said respectfully.

Jiang Siming thought for a while, Boss Dai, Mistress, Oscar, and Fatty can live in one room. Xiao Wu and Rongrong each have a room. There is still one room left, God's will! Jiang Siming stood there stupidly without realizing it.

Stupidly happy.

"Sir, sir, are you okay?" The lady at the front desk looked at Jiang Siming more and more strangely.

"Ahem, it's okay. Well, I need four rooms." No matter how thick-skinned Jiang Siming is, he can't stand it.

"Okay, here is your room card." The lady at the front desk said respectfully.

Jiang Siming returned to the private room and looked at the people who were already snoring. Looking at Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, he crawled into his arms again, with a look of helplessness on his face. The Evil God Hook slowly stretched out from behind. First, Dai Mu

Bai threw them into their room. Just as he was about to go out, Jiang Si

Ming's bad taste suddenly came over. After a minute, he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, closed the door and left. If the Evil God Hook could talk, he would definitely scold Jiang Siming. This is what I did for the first time using it.

, I am not a human, but you are a real dog!

Then he arranged Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong to their own rooms respectively. He also carried Zhu Zhuqing to the last room. Evil God Hook lifted the quilt, Jiang Siming held his breath and carefully placed Zhu Zhuqing on the bed.

"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing hummed softly.

Jiang Siming's heart was filled with confusion: "What are you doing? Don't do it."

Compared to Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing's development is simply exaggerated and cannot be exaggerated.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form." Jiang Siming thought silently in his heart. He slowly pulled up the quilt and covered Zhu Zhuqing.

Then Jiang Siming sat cross-legged on the ground and went through the mirror training every night.

What Jiang Siming didn't know was that shortly after he closed his eyes, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the not-so-handsome man in front of him. He showed a happy smile, and then closed his eyes again in a daze.

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the next day.

"Ah!" A loud scream woke Jiang Siming up. Then he found that he had an extra blanket on his body and looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was still sleeping. Jiang Siming stood up carefully and came to the bed. The sun was shining.

Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Maybe it was because she drank too much wine last night, and there was still a faint blush on her face. Jiang Siming couldn't help but gently scratched Zhu Zhuqing's tall nose.

The cute little face wrinkled the nose slightly. After waking up leisurely, Zhu Zhuqing opened his eyes and saw Jiang Siming close at hand. He panicked for a while, pulled up the quilt with both hands, and buried his head in the quilt.

"Little lazy boy, get up. You have a soul fighting competition tonight. I will take you shopping during the day, okay?" Jiang Siming said softly.

Zhu Zhuqing tentatively opened his eyes and blinked, expressing his agreement.

Suddenly there was another quarrel, which attracted their attention. Jiang Siming turned his head, smiling obscenely. He probably guessed that it was Tang San's person. The two washed up for a while and then left the room.

Arriving at the hall, Jiang Siming saw Dai Mubai and others looking at him angrily. Even Tang San, who had always been calm, lost his sight for a while.

"Jiang Siming, tell me, did you do it?" Dai Mubai roared.

"No way, this is fake. What I dreamed about last night was obviously..." Oscar was still shaking his head in disbelief.

"Jiang Siming, let me tell you. I am not pure anymore." Dai Mubai said sadly.

Jiang Siming saw that the joke was too big and quickly gave up.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Jiang Siming begged for mercy. Zhu Zhuqing next to him looked confused.

"What happened?" Zhu Zhuqing asked Jiang Siming.

"Don't say it, or I will kill you." Dai Mubai hurriedly stopped him. If the girls knew that the four grown men slept without clothes all night, they would never be able to raise their heads again.

"It's so noisy. What are you arguing about here so early in the morning?" Rongrong and Xiaowu were also woken up. Fortunately, the other people in Suiyuxuan were people with a little money and were very discerning. They could see a few things.

People are extraordinary and don't want to cause trouble.

"Boss Dai, I was wrong. Forgive me." Jiang Siming suddenly said seriously. Of course, this was obviously a way to confuse the "enemy".

"Brother Siming, why don't you get beaten up by us today? How can you make up for my young heart?" Ma Hongjun said in tears.

Tang San came back to his senses and nodded.

Oscar glanced at Ning Rongrong, and his face turned red unconsciously. Dai Mubai looked at Oscar, who was not doing well, and pushed him, indicating that he wanted to unite the front.

"Oh, yes. We will definitely beat you up this time, Siming. Just be obedient and tie yourself up," Oscar said.

"Okay, let you handle it. I don't use soul skills or martial arts. I just stand there and let you beat me. How about it?" Jiang Siming helplessly spread his hands.

Dai Mubai and others had obviously achieved their goal, and then they said viciously, "It's not bad, but if you dare to tell this matter, I will die with you."

"Okay, but let's forget about it today? You have a game tonight." Jiang Siming's face said, "It's cool, cool, cool, I'm scared."

After exchanging glances, they all nodded.

They nodded, but Xiao Wu and Rongrong didn't agree.

"Brother, tell me, what's going on? Why didn't I understand after listening for a long time?" Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and asked.

Tang San smiled awkwardly, but said nothing. After all, it was too difficult to say anything.

"Xiao Ao, tell me." Ning Rongrong saw that Tang San had no breakthrough here, and turned to ask Oscar.

Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong and wanted to say something, but Dai Mubai covered his mouth.

"Zhuqing, please ask quickly, aren't you curious? What if Brother Siming did something sorry for you?" Ning Rongrong said to Jiang Siming provocatively.

"Rong Rong, please don't talk nonsense. I am Bingqing Yujie and your brother Siming." Jiang Siming suddenly became anxious, why did it involve him?

"No, I'm not curious. I believe in Siming." Zhu Zhuqing held Jiang Siming's hand and said softly.
Chapter completed!