Chief husband, strong love!

When the plane arrived in Tokyo, it was already more than 8 p.m. local time.

The pick-up car just took them to the hotel. Mu Beichen had something to do temporarily and asked the bodyguard to take her to her room to rest.

After checking in at the front desk, the assistant handed the room card to Su Yan.

"Where's your room card?" Su Yan asked tentatively.

The assistant was stunned. "That's it... Miss Su Yan, need another room?"

The corner of Su Yan's mouth bent slowly, "no need."

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

Miss Su Yan's itinerary was added temporarily.

At that time, Mr. Mu hesitated when he talked about room changes.

Now Miss Su Yan asked, he almost thought that she didn't even want to be with president Mu.

Su Yan hummed, swiped his card, opened the door and saw that her and Mu Beishen's luggage had been sent in.

Originally, I was satisfied with the large suite with open space.

When she was going to take a bath, she found that the two rooms in the big suite were bedrooms.

Her face froze at once.

This is still a family suite!

Su Yan couldn't laugh or cry. Looking at the two bedrooms, neither one was pleasing to the eye.

She doesn't like his occasional deliberate alienation.

Because she has no memory, she actually has no sense of security in her heart.

Everything known is told.

She put all her trust in him by intuition.

Also because of this trust, she indulged her feelings without reservation.

She didn't just wake up and see that he just wanted to get close.

Instead, she could feel his subtle reaction.

Sleeping in separate rooms seemed to be just sleeping in separate rooms, but what she felt was the reservation and distance in his heart.

No matter what he has so deep precautions and scruples for, as long as this exists, no matter how good he is to her, she will be a little lost.

All she wants is him, without reservation.

"What? Change rooms?" The assistant had a big head for a while, "Miss Su Yan, what do you think is dissatisfied?"

Su Yan said carelessly on the phone, "it's not good anywhere. I don't like the decoration style. I don't like everything. I can't sleep."

"Do you want to change your hotel?"

The assistant didn't know when she would toss at her request.

This is already one of the best hotels.

"No, let me see other rooms. I'll tell the hotel and change my luggage after changing it."

The assistant asked, "is it your luggage? Where's general Mu's luggage?"

Su Yan raised his eyebrows. "What do you say? Of course, move away together!"

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, if a woman dislikes him in a room, president Mu's mood is bound to be greatly affected.

That's not the reason.

Su Yan hung up his cell phone, dialed the switchboard with his room phone, and directly asked the hotel to change rooms.

Just one request, one bed.

She didn't remember until she hung up. Did she just speak Japanese?

Language seems to have nothing forgotten like common sense in life.

The hotel soon solved the problem and gave her a new room.

The assistant followed to the door and was a little stunned when he saw her open the door.

"Miss Su Yan..."

Su Yan looked at the small suite and said with satisfaction, "OK, that's it!"

The assistant was silent for a long time and wondered where the decoration of this room was better than that one just now except that it was smaller?