find marriage

Chapter 16 Do you want to get married?

December is approaching, and there is a violent storm outside the window, with thunder and lightning, but Yu Zhaoyi smells the faint fragrance of osmanthus, which is elegant and solemn, but does not let you smell it to the fullest, nor does it let you find any trace of it.

Yu Zhaoyi felt strangely annoyed.

When they entered the hotel just now, they discovered that there was only a carefree young man at the front desk of the dignified five-star hotel. His work clothes were not rigorous, and the collar was even slightly open, which seemed a bit like a swinger.

He didn't seem to be dealing smoothly with the customers. He frowned and gave them a room that was not consistent with the price of the room he booked. He claimed that it was a discount for hotel activities, so several customers didn't care that the front desk was not friendly. Attitude.

However, I don't know if it was Yu Zhaoyi's illusion or a dream. When the guy at the front desk saw them walking in, there was a smile on his face, "How many?"

Apparently two.

The younger brother smiled and asked, "Are you two a couple?"

Yu Zhaoyi moved awkwardly, and then realized that she was still in Jiang Huan's arms. He hugged her, but there were some raindrops on his body.

Yu Zhaoyi saw that Jiang Huan's expression was already very ugly, and said hurriedly: "No, please help me open two rooms."

The little brother looked at Jiang Huan and then at her, showing a meaningful expression, Yu Zhaoyi was so panicked that he just smiled.

The little brother fiddled with it for a while, rolled his eyes, and said, "Sorry, there are no more two rooms. Can I have a suite?"

He said he was sorry, but his face didn't look apologetic at all.

Yu Zhaoyi questioned: "In your hotel with dozens of floors, there are no two rooms?" Even if it is the peak tourist season, it is unlikely.What's more, in this kind of weather, who would come to this small island to see the scenery.

The young man glanced at Jiang Huan and said, "I'm sorry, madam, because several men have booked several floors, so there really aren't two rooms left. But madam, in order to express our apology, you can only You have to pay the price of a standard room to enjoy the benefits of our suite.”

The rain was already falling outside the window. Yu Zhaoyi glanced at Jiang Huan and asked silently.

Jiang Huan nodded and handed over his ID card. Yu Zhaoyi also rummaged through his bag to get his ID card.

Not long after, while the two were waiting for the elevator, three more men suddenly came and stood beside them, waiting for the elevator together.

They dress expensively and look rich, but they are not very serious.

Yu Zhaoyi silently moved towards Jiang Huan.

Entering the elevator, Jiang Huan took the lead and Yu Zhaoyi followed him.In the elevator, Yu Zhaoyi looked at the three people silently and found that the arrogance around them seemed to have disappeared. They stood in the corner farthest from them, like three pitiful chickens hiding from the rain.

Yu Zhaoyi touched his nose.

There are so many strange things.

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Yu Zhaoyi didn't believe the lie that there were no two rooms in the hotel. The only explanation could be that the front desk guy was not skilled in business and only knew how to open suites.

It's just that this suite is indeed too luxurious.

Marble floors, ceiling lights, gyms, study rooms, and even kitchens.

But there is only one bedroom.

Translation: There is only one bed.

Another bolt of lightning struck outside the window, and Yu Zhaoyi closed the curtains.

There are all kinds of dishes in the refrigerator in the kitchen, and Jiang Huan is going to make a bowl of seafood noodles for the two of them.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and Yu Zhaoyi felt a little hungry.

The range hood in the kitchen was buzzing. Jiang Huan took off his suit and bent over to stand in the kitchen, soaked in some smoke from fireworks. Yu Zhaoyi's mind could not help but think that she should marry Jiang Huan. idea.

The thought lingered.

It wasn't until Jiang Huan brought the noodles that Yu Zhaoyi came back to his senses.Jiang Huan does have the ability to make people think wildly.

The noodles are full of color, flavor and flavor, which makes people feel amazing.

Yu Zhaoyi had something on his mind, so he took two bites and glanced at Jiang Huan until Jiang Huan put down his chopsticks after eating, then Yu Zhaoyi hurriedly stuffed noodles into his mouth.

Jiang Huan waited quietly for her to finish, then asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Yu Zhaoyi swallowed the noodles in his mouth and didn't know how to look at him. He quietly fiddled with the soup in the bowl with his chopsticks, his eyes wandering from side to side, "No."

Jiang Huan didn't ask any more questions, took away the bowl and went to the kitchen to wash it.

Yu Zhaoyi walked back to the sofa slowly, sat down heavily, and sighed heavily.

She actually wanted to ask Jiang Huan if he wanted to marry her.

The water in the kitchen stopped.

Jiang Huan's footsteps were clear and sweet, stepping on Yu Zhaoyi's heartbeat and matching each other.

When he sat down, there was a crackle of thunder, and Yu Zhaoyi suddenly became bolder and asked, "Will you marry me?"

The rain pattered on the ground.

The voice of a female anchor reporting the weather came from the TV, "The China Meteorological Administration launched a Level [-] typhoon emergency response this afternoon, and the Central Meteorological Observatory also raised the typhoon warning level from orange to the highest level of red..."

Yu Zhaoyi looked at Jiang Huan, who was sitting opposite her. Jiang Huan also looked at her expressionlessly, but there seemed to be some slight emotion in it, but Yu Zhaoyi couldn't catch it clearly and couldn't understand it.

Yu Zhaoyi finally waited for her trial.

"You love me?" Jiang Huan looked at her almost without blinking, waiting for her answer.

He used such a strong word as "love" and such a strong emotion that Yu Zhaoyi was too frightened to answer, and his eyes were a little evasive.As soon as she avoided it, Jiang Huan also withdrew his gaze, turned his attention to the TV, and changed the topic like a normal person, "There is a typhoon coming."

Yu Zhaoyi didn't dare to speak anymore. Jiang Huan's "Do you love me" question without hesitation made Yu Zhaoyi sober.She had no position, no reason, and no conditions to marry Jiang Huan.

Except love.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't mention this matter again. They sat on the sofa and watched a romantic literary film in the afternoon. It told the story of the male protagonist who found a substitute for the female protagonist after Bai Yueguang's death and finally broke up with the female protagonist. The plot is cheesy but the intention is high.

At the end of the film, the heroine asked the hero: "Your love is selfish, self-fulfilling, and self-moved by thinking you are noble but sacrificing others. Have you ever loved me? If so, why did you sacrifice me? Even if you didn't , why should I be the victim of your feelings?"

Yu Zhaoyi felt that he was quite similar to the male protagonist, although the purpose was different, but what he was doing was not the same.

She poured Jiang Huan a cup of tea and said, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Huan was silent for a long time.

He asked: "Can I have a cigarette?"

Yu Zhaoyi was surprised. Jiang Huan had never smoked in front of her. She thought he wouldn't.

There was a pack of cigarettes in the drawer under the coffee table. Jiang Huan took it out, lit it, and took two deep puffs. Layers of white smoke separated Yu Zhaoyi and Jiang Huan again.

The entire space was filled with smoke and silence.

Just a cigarette, Jiang Huan broke the silence: "Do you really want to call back?"

　"The China Meteorological Administration launched a typhoon level two emergency response this afternoon, and the Central Meteorological Observatory also raised the typhoon warning level from orange to the highest level of red..." This paragraph comes from Baidu

　　
　
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