Deliberately play nice!The hotel butler was driven crazy!

Chapter 10

seven thirty
Mo Lan pushed a dining car and appeared at the door of Long Xiangbo's room on time.

According to the information card in her hand, Long Xiangbo's breakfast is relatively simple, chicken soup matsutake noodles with a few simple side dishes, or standard western food, all are fine.

The taste is light, warm and not too hot.

Don't eat onion, ginger, garlic, spicy food, shelled food, pork, and leeks.

Although it looked complicated, it was already much simpler than the strange customers that Mo Lan had received in the past!
She clearly remembered that there was a lady who only ate eggs laid at [-]:[-] every morning. It was said that it was her lucky time, and it would not matter if there was a second more or less!

In order to prevent the hotel staff from cheating, the lady even asked Mo Lan to show the video of the hen laying eggs to her assistant every day.

The lady lived here for fifteen days, and Mo Lan watched over the hen every morning for fifteen days.

Although she gave double the room rate, it still makes people feel
Indescribable!

Not to mention that this person has many other, even more bizarre requests.

Therefore, when Mo Lan, who had already made enough psychological preparations, saw Long Xiangbo's list, she didn't feel that there was anything excessive at all.

She even felt that Long Xiangbo was so easy to serve!

It's just that there are some strange feelings that can't be explained, which are always lingering in Mo Lan's heart.

Mo Lan has served quite a few customers, and she can roughly figure out some of the other's preferences through the other's personality by simply speaking a few words with the other party on weekdays.

It is because of this unique delicateness that the guests served by Mo Lan are very satisfied and full of praise.

But it was only when Long Xiangbo came here that Mo Lan noticed something was wrong!
That list doesn't actually look like Long Xiangbo's own!

"Forget it, I hope it's just my imagination."

After tidying up the dining car again, Mo Lan raised her hand and gently knocked on the door.

buckle -

After only two sounds, it stopped, quietly waiting for the movement inside.

According to the list, Long Xiangbo should get up at seven o'clock, have breakfast at 07:30, and then go out to exercise at 08:30.

After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that there was no movement in the room, Mo Lan took out the universal room card and swiped open the door of Long Xiangbo's suite.

What she thought was that after setting the meal on the plate and leaving quickly, it would not disturb the boss's rest, but also avoid the nightmare of having breakfast with him, killing two birds with one stone, very cost-effective.

However.
When Mo Lan just pushed the dining car in and turned around to close the door of the suite, a sleepy and joyful voice suddenly sounded behind her,

"Lan Bao, you're here!"

Mo Lan froze in place, and at the same time, a trace of warm and moist breath slowly approached the tip of her nose.

The moment Mo Lan realized something, Long Xiangbo took her hand behind him and turned her towards him!
What came into view was a head of wet black hair that had not yet been blown dry, softly pasted between the full forehead.

The white bathrobe wrapped the young and surging figure, and the neckline was slightly opened, revealing a piece of tight muscle.

There are still a few drops of water hanging on it, and they slipped down instantly when Mo Lan's expression fell on it!

Long Xiangbo was very satisfied with Mo Lan's reaction, and it was not in vain for him to go to the guest bath to take a shower.

He deliberately didn't dry it off, and ran to open the door wet.

He didn't know what was going on with him, he was obviously not a young guy of 17 or 8 years old, but his head was hot.
Came up with such a trick of seduction.

If that elm head of Long Xin knows this
Long Xiangbo laughed at himself and shook his head, but with a pitiful and hopeful expression on his face skillfully, he looked at Mo Lan aggrieved.

He trapped Mo Lan in his arms in vain, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, and said in a low voice,
"Lan Bao, why don't you speak? You,"

"Achoo—I'm sorry, I, Acho—"

Unexpectedly, Mo Lan suddenly sneezed several times, unable to control it at all, and sprayed all of them on Long Xiangbo's face.

Long Xiangbo, "."

(End of this chapter)