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Chapter 965

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    "Tsk tsk, the noble room is so big, and I have never stayed in such a luxurious hotel. It is good to be rich." Dongfang Herring was worried that Lin Miaoyu would be alone, and sent her to the room.

    Although it is a single room, it is very spacious.  Sofa, tea seat, desk, computer everything you need is there.  There is a thick blanket on the ground, and there is no sound when you step on it.  Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the lights outside to make up for it. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that you can¡¯t see a few stars in the sky all year round in Guangzhou, you won¡¯t be bored seeing the dawn here.

    The most important thing is the big bed of more than two meters, which makes people feel tired when they see it.  Dongfang Herring couldn't bear it and lay down on it.

    "Hey, this is my bed!" Lin Miaoyu was boiling water to make tea, but in a blink of an eye Dongfang Herring had already slept on the bed, and she yelled.

    "I don't want yours." Dongfang Herring said lazily, it was indeed very comfortable, sleeping on it, as if someone was in the clouds, light and light.

    "How can you sleep?" Lin Miaoyu said angrily.

    "It's so big, you can't sleep all by yourself." Dongfang Herring said casually.

    "Don't you know whether men and women can kiss each other?" Lin Miaoyu stared.

    "On a rainy night, in a simple dormitory, I was a socialist three-good youth" Dongfang Herring turned over and looked at her with a smile.

    "Stop talking, you rascal." Lin Miaoyu blushed.

    "I thought you were used to it." Dongfang Herring said with a smile.

    "Just once, how can you get used to it!" Lin Miaoyu said angrily, but she knew she was wrong as soon as she said it, and she was confused by this scoundrel.

    "My fault, I'm going to fight it out, I won't leave tonight, I will accompany you to form a habit." Dongfang Herring said righteously.

    "Get out!" Lin Miaoyu really couldn't do anything about him, when she was unfamiliar with him, she was cautious and self-disciplined in her speech.  After getting acquainted with this, my skin became thicker and thicker, and I learned to push forward.

    "Okay, don't make tea, I've been tossing for a few hours, I'm already hungry, and I can't drink enough tea, let's go for supper." Dongfang Herring said.

    "I don't have the habit of eating late at night." Lin Miaoyu said.

    "Then eat with me, you watch." Dongfang Herring said without doubt.

    "Yes!" Lin Miaoyu nodded.  Although Dongfang Herring's words always made her feel embarrassed, but thinking of him leaving soon, she felt a little bit reluctant.  This time Zhang Si

    I took the elevator downstairs and asked at the front desk. There happened to be a supper street nearby, not far away, and it took about ten minutes to walk.  If you are driving, it may take more than ten minutes to find a parking space.  Night snack streets are generally narrow and there is no dedicated parking lot.  So the two decided to walk there.

    Lin Miaoyu did not wear a silk scarf, but a mask.  This will not look very dazzling. Whenever the weather changes in Guangzhou, there are many people with colds and coughs. Many people with poor resistance have become accustomed to wearing masks when traveling.

    The Proya Hotel area is very quiet, there are not many people on the sidewalk, and there are also couples on the road, holding hands, or hugging each other under the tree, and they don't know what they are doing.  But after crossing a street, an uproar suddenly rushed over.  The smell of barbecue lingers in the air.

    Loud talking and laughing, boxing guessing, drinking, clinking glasses all kinds of voices mixed together, and the lively and casual environment made people let go of their usual disguise.  Professional elites come here and don¡¯t care about the greasy dripping on their white shirts. Those beautiful little white-collar workers blow the bottle directly when they come here. The leader who is usually very ladylike is sitting on a chair with his legs bent and putting on make-up regardless of his image.  It doesn't matter.  There are also some parents who come out with their children, and the children are (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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