The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 78
Forget it, let's pretend she didn't say anything.

Intermittent pain hit her, and she decided to treat her situation as if she was pushing her back in a beauty salon.

That man, just treat him as a technician.

Through the pillow, she could vaguely smell the smell of medicated oil. Her spirit, which had been tense for most of the day, gradually relaxed, and she fell asleep lying on the pillow.

She didn't notice that the movement of the man rubbing the wound became lighter and lighter...

After an unknown amount of time, she woke up naturally and turned over habitually. This time, no one was by her side.

Yan Zhixin jumped up from the bed, pulled the wound on her lower back, and took another breath in pain.

Not caring so much, she climbed out of bed twice, the room was quiet and no one was there, only the faint smell of medicinal oil remained in the air.

Turn on the bedside lamp, and everything in the room comes into view.

Floor-to-ceiling windows with beautiful arcs, a luxurious big bed, familiar decoration and layout... This is the Intercontinental Hotel.

Looking at the things she scattered beside her, she was slightly startled, and suddenly all kinds of flavors flooded into her heart as if she had knocked over a bottle of five flavors.

That bastard, not only didn't do anything to her, but helped her apply medicated oil?

It's kind of weird...

But if she doesn't agree with her, if she snatches her, a bastard is still a bastard!
She got up, put on her clothes, picked up her ID, and went out.

Suddenly thinking of something, she looked back at the house number.

What was the number of the last presidential suite?

Yan Zhixin tapped her head, regretting that she didn't remember clearly.

This time, she must remember.

Raising her mobile phone to take a picture of the house number, she walked towards the elevator.

and many more……

Imperial Intercontinental Hotel.

Mo Junting.

Is it him?

Yan Zhixin couldn't help but compare the man she couldn't see in the darkness with Mo Junting.

Last time, she smelled the faint fragrance from the man's body, but this time, she clearly smelled cologne.

Mo Junting didn't have any perfume on him, but there was a cold fragrance of cedar and ebony from his cuffs.

In addition, that man's body temperature was extremely high, and it was frighteningly hot no matter what.

Mo Junting was slightly cold.

Even the sound is not quite like it.

The man's voice seemed a little unnatural.

In order to verify her thoughts, Yan Zhixin walked to the front desk and asked, "May I know who the guest in Room 8899 is?"

The lady at the front desk showed a standard smile: "I'm sorry, the hotel cannot disclose the guest's check-in information."

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips, and asked again: "May I know how long he lived in that room?"

The lady at the front desk was about to reply her according to the standard answer, when she suddenly realized something, she smiled and said, "He is our regular guest and has been staying for a month."

Yan Zhixin was a little disappointed.

For a moment, she really wanted to ask Mo Junting who the guest was, but she didn't even have time to avoid him, so she might as well forget about asking him.

So that there will be no more right and wrong.

She didn't know that after she left, Ling Shan immediately reported: "Master, Miss Yan has suspected you."

In front of the desk, Mo Junting raised his head, a dazed look appeared on his breathlessly handsome face, and he ordered: "Next time, change to another room."

Does this mean you don't intend to stop?
Ling Shan bowed his head and agreed. Since the things he had prepared, Mo Junting had been useless, and Ling Feng had thrown away all the emergency medicines he had prepared. He silently planned how much time he would need to spend on learning about pregnant women and raising babies in the future. and babysitting...

(End of this chapter)