I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 132 The Teacher's Bedroom

Wen Huaizhi's words were unexpected but reasonable.

They should be stuck here overnight, until the impact of the typhoon diminishes.

However, it's impossible for the two of them to spend the night in this Japanese grocery store. Although there are private rooms, it's not a place for rest, so it's impossible to really stay here overnight.

Ginger Chacha thought about it.

However, I don't know if it's her illusion, why does she feel that his words are very ambiguous...

Wen Huaizhi didn't change his face, his smile seemed to be carefully designed, even the curvature of his muscles was perfect when he smiled, he asked softly, "What do you think, teacher?"

"There is still class tomorrow, I don't think the teacher will choose to stay overnight."

Seeing that she was silent and didn't respond, Wen Huaizhi's deep voice was like a cello, intoxicating, "Teacher, I don't want to stay up late, I'm still growing..."

His tone was half joking, although his voice was still very gentle, but it seemed to have an added layer of coquettishness.

She had only seen such a scene on TV.

impossible!

Wen Huaizhi's expression did not change, his voice was still gentle, unlike the violent wind and rain outside, like a pool of spring water, "I'll go back to the private room of the Japanese grocery store. I know the owner of that store. Teacher, don't worry about me."

Irritable, still irritable.

Wen Huaizhi turned his head and said softly, "Teacher, have you brought your ID card?"

Jiang Chacha wants to say that she, a high school student, still needs to grow.

Jiang Chacha squeezed the room card in her hand.

She opened her mouth, "Then where do you live?"

This is true, Jiang Chacha did not expect, did not expect this hypocrite to be such a gentleman one day...

It really is the rich man's world.

The more he said that, the more upset Jiang Chacha felt.

The information for staying in the hotel was quickly finished, seeing that Huaizhi turned sideways, Jiang Chacha lowered her eyes resignedly.

The guest service manager was already waiting with a smile, another waiter stepped forward, took the initiative to take her bag, and helped her carry it.

She forgot one most important thing.

"teacher."

Seeing him standing there talking to someone, he was about to go back to the Japanese grocery store next to him under an umbrella, seeing his long legs and looking at his back, Jiang Chacha couldn't hold back, so she opened her mouth, "Wait Wait……"

He stretched out his slender fingers and handed over her ID card and a dark gold room card.

As if guessing her thoughts, Wen Huaizhi smiled, then pointed with his finger, "The teacher's bedroom is over there."

This ID card was forged by the system, and her information was in the citizen database, so she didn't have to worry.

"Teacher, here you are."

The waiter opened the room for them, said a few words with a smile, and left.

However, looking into his gentle eyes, Jiang Chacha felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

The man didn't know her stormy mood at the moment.

This is……?
Jiang Chacha followed, looking at him in bewilderment.

"Sorry, due to the impact of the typhoon, there are no more single rooms, only one presidential suite left..." The lady at the front desk said apologetically.

Is it too late to regret now?
Because they booked the presidential suite, a dedicated waiter took them to the exclusive elevator to the top floor.

She didn't want to make a mess, but after thinking about it, she agreed with him.

The door closed with a slight sound.

Wen Huaizhi didn't interrupt her, but patiently listened to her finish.

Wen Huaizhi said softly, "Then this one."

In the end, his dark eyes stared at her eyes, which seemed to contain gentle and firm power, which was softened by the lenses of the glasses, and it was more like looking at people affectionately, "The teacher is a girl, and the teacher lives with me." If we're together, don't worry."

The door is closed and we are in the same room, can we not be ambiguous?
Wen Huaizhi in front of him turned his back to her, put his schoolbag on the sofa, and turned to look at her.

With one toe, I know that the noble male protagonists must live in the presidential suite when they stay in the hotel!
Seeing that Jiang Chacha's face was a little dark, the young lady at the front desk looked at them, "Excuse me... have you considered it?"

As soon as Wen Huaizhi's handmade leather shoes landed, he was startled, then slowly turned around, his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were smiling, looking at her tenderly.

Do not wear makeup overnight.

Jiang Chacha suddenly felt a pain in her nerves and her pupils constricted.

Unlucky is second to none, what should she do if she is in the same room with him?
She never thought about it.

But Jiang Chacha never thought that God would love to joke with her so much.

His sense of tenderness has long been infiltrated in his bones, but this face is born with superiority and nobleness, as if he is destined to be linked with power.He looked at her through the lens, with long eyes bent, with a little tenderness, "They will take the teacher up."

Wen Huaizhi closed his eyes slightly, still smiling, "Okay."

Listening to the sound of wind and rain outside made her even more upset.

Jiang Chacha is suffering from a heart attack, do you really want to share a room with him?
I want to die.

Because a man and a woman stay in the hotel, it is too ambiguous...

Could it be that his hypocritical attributes are only aimed at her as the vice president? ?

She doesn't have to live with him, she should be happy, and that's what she expects.

No matter whether he is hypocritical or not, he is scheming and wants to establish a good personality in front of her, but Jiang Chacha wants to say that he has succeeded.

Ginger tea:...

Jiang Chacha turned her head and was stunned. She looked at Wen Huaizhi again and asked, "Xiao Huai, don't you live together?"

This game is intentional!It's fine if there are no single rooms, but it just so happens that there is only one presidential suite left!

"Then how do you sleep, do you want to stay up all night? If you stay up all night, how do you go to class..."

Jiang Chacha laughed angrily, feeling that her IQ had been insulted.

Since I'm going to stay here overnight, I have to take a shower, what should I do with the changed clothes?
wrong.

"It's good for the teacher to live in." He smiled.

Her high heels stepped on the soft carpet, and her eyes didn't know where to turn.

What should she do when she removes her makeup?
She raised her head stiffly.

Booked two suites, although the hotel Wen Huaizhi was going to stay in must be extremely expensive, and he had to stay for one night with hemorrhage.

The presidential suite has all the facilities. There are two bedrooms, one is the presidential room and the master bedroom.There are not only kitchens, restaurants and small bars, but also small theaters.

I can't really stay here all night tonight. It's better to stay in a hotel than to wait here.

Her not-so-intelligent brain was running fast at this moment.

The lights here are very bright, and the retro furniture here is full of jewels, giving a feeling of luxury.

Jiang Chacha also put down her bag, and then sat down on the sofa, with her hands slightly restrained on her knees, her calves shrunk, and her heels pressed against the sofa.

She pursed her lips, squeezed the strap of her bag, and finally took out her ID card, "I have it."

Seeing him checking in, Jiang Chacha didn't speak.

As soon as she said the words, she regretted most of them.

"Well, good." Jiang Chacha's voice was tense now, extremely cramped.

Now she just wanted to run away, digging her toes in embarrassment.

She clenched her hands tightly, letting the sharp nails sink into the flesh of her palm.

Guests staying in the presidential suite will receive high-standard preferential treatment.

Standing in front of the bar, he has a tall and dignified figure. The stiff white shirt fabric outlines the outline of his upper body, and the dark suit pants outline his straight long legs. He is like a romantic snowy day in a Korean drama. Affectionate hero.

He turned his face slightly, and the light fell on his glasses, looking a bit cold and refined.

Aware of her gaze, he turned his head, as if he didn't know how attractive he was, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and smiled at her.

Jiang Chacha's mood got worse.

(End of this chapter)