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    ¡ª¡ªThere are still seven long days before the end of this honeymoon trip, more than 160 hours before returning to the city, 21 buffet meals, and seven days of lying in a strange bed with strangers.

    Every day is like a year in every sense of the word.

    The worst thing is that Feng Jian thought that he and Wan Yun had a dispute.

    But it¡¯s just like.

    Although the eldest lady is squeamish and weird, she is always quiet around him, doesn't talk much, doesn't provoke others, doesn't cause trouble, and wears a beautiful face that doesn't care about anything.  Feng Jian suffered continuous losses under her hands, and he was not sure whether his feelings at the moment were pretentious.

    Feng Jian has never been married before and doesn¡¯t know much about how other couples get along.  The couples he has seen get along with each other are either rude husbands who beat their wives in the street, or shrewish wives who scratch their husbands' faces with their sharp claws - nothing more than the old trick of crying, cursing and hanging themselves.  It's boring, embarrassing, and nothing new.

    So far, neither of these scenarios has happened.  At this moment, Wan Yun went out for a walk by herself, and Feng Jian sat alone in front of the computer, clasping the desktop with one hand and looking at the wedding ring in front of her casually.

    He let his thoughts waste another second on Wan Yun, then completely abandoned her and opened the TV program list at hand.

    The last few pages of the program list usually include the paid TV in the hotel, such as "Spring Bright So-and-So", "Sexy Love and So-and-so", "Adventures in the Boudoir", etc., and a brief summary of the night talk in red sleeves.  As a normal man, Feng Jian used to be too curious about these things but not enough money.

    At this moment, he randomly selected "The Pretty Woman" and clicked to watch it.

    Compared with the coquettish name, it is actually a typical American detective series in the 1930s.  There is a busty blonde female assistant in a short skirt who is only responsible for causing trouble, a smoking detective in a brown trench coat with a cowboy accent, and a black assistant with a hip-hop accent. In addition to the case, there are all kinds of boring jokes about race and ideological class.  There are endless absurd and real reasons for the murder, and you can guess who the murderer is at first glance - but this TV series is surprisingly engaging.

    Feng Jian watched the fifth episode in one breath, and was still ready to continue. When she looked up, she realized that it was already dark.  Because the lights were not turned on, the whole room was still dark and the furnishings could not be seen clearly.

    At this moment, a female voice next to him reminded him: "Why don't you let it go?"

    Feng Jian turned his head slowly and stiffly.  Wan Yun didn't know when he had returned to his room, and was sitting on the sofa next to him with his knees in his arms. It seemed that a long time had passed.

    Seeing that it was her, Feng Jian became angry and felt that she couldn't stand this day: "When did you come back? Are you walking silently?"

    Wan Yun was still staring at the TV screen without blinking. This was probably the first time she had shown a perfunctory look in front of him, urging him repeatedly: "I said hello when I came back, but you didn't hear it - play the next episode quickly.  ."

    Feng Jian frowned: "Why do you like to watch this?"

    Wan Yun then smiled at him: "I have always liked detective movies, didn't you know?"

    Feng Jian shut his mouth, he had no chance not to know.  While watching the next episode, Feng Jian was obviously no longer paying attention.  Occasionally he looked at Wanyun suspiciously.  The other person was staring at the TV, engrossed in the plot.

    Freak.  He said secretly.

    After watching six episodes of the series, Feng Jian limped out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Wan Yun was already sitting on the sofa where he had been, and started watching the first episode with great interest.

    Feng Jian didn't say anything, just stood thoughtfully beside him.

    And when a kind old lady appeared on the screen, someone said: "Have you seen her?" He was actually smiling. The situation was a bit strange. Wan Yun couldn't help but look at Feng Jian, "She is from the first and second episodes.  The murderer behind the scenes, her murder weapon was a rope. And after she died, her son avenged her in the third and fourth episodes."

    After finishing speaking, Feng Jian wiped his wet hair with a towel, turned around and walked into the bedroom.

    Wan Yun stared at the screen for a long time and turned off the TV after a while. He could not pretend to be in a good mood, and then said, "It's so inhumane."

    The presidential suite is very large, and the bed is even bigger. It is enough for Feng Jian to roll around three times without touching the woman on the other side.  However, these distances were not enough for him to avoid her perfectly, because there was only a widescreen LCD 3D TV in the suite.

    The next day, the two of them got up as if nothing had happened and ate in the house. Then when Feng Jian finished handling business and Wan Yun came back from a walk, they were both free again.

    So I spent another half day watching this entire vulgar TV series without saying a word or even finishing an episode.  While changing channels, Wanyun accidentally called up the score on the TV.Jerk off game.  Before Feng Jian regained control of the remote control, she accidentally played a game with her.

    So the rest of the honeymoon went by very quickly.

    He Long received a report from an informant, saying that the newlyweds had been locked in the suite for 72 hours, for three days and three nights, and only ordered takeout twice.  Moreover, according to the bill, the two of them had watched all the "paid programs" over and over again. Even He Long's experienced but never old heart couldn't help but tremble again, and then frowned deeply.

    Young people, occasional indulgence is good, but continuous indulgence is not good.  It's okay for newlyweds to be as sweet as glue, but it's not good to be demanding and dissatisfied with desires all the time.  Besides, her family is not in good health, and Feng Jian is young and strong - He Long is a little frustrated that she gave too many supplements to Banshan Villa before.

    The unlucky manager was given the task of surveillance and knocked on the door with a grimace for the first time.  Behind him was a photographer who had been idle for a long time.

    The doorbell rang for a long time before the man opened the door with an impatient look on his face.

    "I didn't order room service." After saying that, he slapped the door on his nose.

    The second time I learned a lesson and squeezed in through room service.  The manager himself pushed the cleaning cart calmly and stuck his head out to check.

    The living room was very quiet. Wan Yun's face was covered with strips of white paper, and she was lying on the sofa sleeping soundly as she breathed lightly.  At her feet, the man was wearing a black shirt and blue jeans, with only a white stripe on his forehead. He was sitting on the ground with his back on the sofa and was sleeping soundly.

    In their sleep, both of them still held their game controllers tightly with both hands.

    The TV is turned off, and there are piles of money on the ground

    Maybe this is the interest of a young couple, maybe, but it is definitely different from what you imagined.  The manager really couldn't understand. He tremblingly took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the room and sent it to He Long.  Then I silently cleaned up some of the dirt on the floor and put away the dishes from the previous few days.

    Finally, he took out one piece of money from the pile of money as a tip and left behind closed doors.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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