I’m in a Shuraba Every Time I Open My Eyes

Bai Xiyue took off her pajamas as quickly as possible and changed her clothes. The young man inside was still dripping with water and walked out with an unclear expression.

Seeing Bai Xiyue hurriedly getting dressed, she was also infected by the anxiety and got dressed.

Bai Xiyue dealt with the details of slippers, and looked at the petals on the bed...

[System]: His elevator is coming soon.

That's too late.

Bai Xiyue rushed to the door with the fastest speed and opened the door.

How many hotels do the same with scripts. If you want others to feel that there is no ghost, open the door first.

[Bai Xiyue]: Who opened this room?

[System]: He.

Row.

"Can you sing?"

Bai Xiyue's palms were sweating, but her expression was contrary and calm.

"Huh? Me?"

The young man pointed to himself, and shook his head in embarrassment.

"That's OK, I'm your vocal teacher, you are going to another place tomorrow, so I rushed to give you a lesson, understand?"

"Take class in a hotel? Who believes it."

The youth looked suspicious, indicating that you were teasing me.

Lonely man and widow, hotel rose bed room, teach singing, amuse children?

"If you don't believe me, you have to believe it and sing to me."

Bai Xiyue looked cold, and the young man was a little dazed by her stare.

What's the matter with you, little old girl, just now you looked like an angry little goblin, and suddenly it was so fierce.

Just sing.

Qing Young coughed and cleared his throat.

"I'm not used to quitting smoking. What would I do without you? Only three years and a week before I learn how to endure..."

The singing is pretty decent.

Bai Xiyue paid attention to the door, distracted listening to the youth singing.

"The hurt you gave me..."

The young man continued to sing, his expression a little nervous.

Bai Xiyue's eyebrows jumped, suspecting that this sentence and the one just now were not sung alone.

This tragic man was so tragic that he flew to outer space.

"I have practiced the first few sentences for a long time."

The young man said aggrieved that he was also desperate. His sister-in-law only sang the first few sentences and knew that he was out of tune, so he practiced for a long time.

"carry on."

This time it was the young man's turn to be surprised, and there were people who let himself continue, so they continued to howl.

When Yu Rongjiang first walked to the door, he found that the door was open, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

He just saw his wife, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, taking the elevator upstairs downstairs. Although he didn't see each other often, he had a good memory, and he recognized who the slightly dressed-up woman was.

After seeing which floor the elevator stopped on, he asked the front desk to check the situation on that floor. Only one room had guests.

He was not in a hurry, and continued to talk with the partner while leaving, and when the talk was over, he returned.

He was not so angry, he was very calm, and asked the assistant to wait below, and he got into the elevator himself, watching the elevator numbers jump.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a few songs that belonged to a man, and he didn't want to appreciate it, but suddenly there was a song that was completely out of tune, and his eyebrows beat slightly.

Earth-shaking, Yu Rongjiang commented.

"Your range is not suitable for singing such a song."

He heard his wife's voice without a trace of ambiguity.

"Actually, out of tune is not the reason for your voice, you are the reason for your ears, and your range may be more suitable for songs with little change in tune."

Bai Xiyue also has contact with the vocal part. Although it is not particularly professional, it can be considered as an amateur.

This friend brother, who doesn't know his name, barely tuned in the front, but didn't step on a perfect spot in the back.

Bai Xiyue didn't really want to teach people how to sing. Yu Rongjiang had already come.

He knocked gently on the door, attracting the eyes of the people inside.

"Why are you here?"

Bai Xiyue really didn't know who set it up, so she simply didn't maintain the character set and played in her true colors.

There is no difference between such a husband who is married and a widow who does not worry about food and clothing. No, there is still a difference. At least the dead will not get up and play imprisoned py.

Bai Xiyue's heart is actually quite contradictory. After all, the original owner and this person are married, and they also eat Yu Rongjiang's use of Yu Rongjiang, at the cost of being a widow.

Yu Rongjiang has the power to catch the **** and also has the power to retaliate, but this kind of virtual marriage is a bit uncomfortable. Yu Rongjiang's catching the **** is not because of emotional betrayal, but a betrayal of facts, just like the one in captivity without emotion. The little pet ran to someone else.

It is acceptable in principle, but emotionally, Bai Xiyue wants to raise her middle finger.

So can you get a divorce?

After the divorce, everyone is happy.

Bai Xiyue immediately called the system.

[System]: The host can try, but someone tried it and failed.

Fine.

"I just saw you."

Yu Rongjiang glanced at the people in the room, and the young man stopped singing and was quiet as a chicken beside him.

The couple seemed to be in a bad relationship, and he whispered in his heart.

The situation is awkward.

"That's really rare, then you should rest first, and I'll talk about it next time in class."

The young man nodded, goodbye to you.

Bai Xiyue walked out with her bag and closed the door of the room.

"I don't know that I thought you were here to catch rape, but when you think about it, you don't look like the kind of person who specializes in catching rape."

Bai Xiyue said sarcastically. As a woman who has been alone for three years, her performance should be more reasonable.

Yu Rongjiang looks like the kind of person who sees his married wife cheating, and then asks his assistant to deal with the divorce procedures or warn him, he is not like the kind of person who will go on his own.

As far as the original owner is concerned, the original owner thinks that he has been punished, but he didn't expect that all those who had been involved with him would be found out.

Because she didn't seem to be so exaggerated. After all, Yu Rongjiang didn't like her. She thought her betrayal was just a loss of face for Yu Rongjiang. After all, no one liked the green feeling on her head.

"I like seeing is believing."

The elevator door was opened and Yu Rongjiang walked out.

Bai Xiyue wrote down this sentence, and Yu Rongjiang must have had a problem. After she went back and accepted the memory, she came to figure out the reason for Yu Rongjiang's illness.

[System]: The number one target is approaching, 30 meters behind the right, whether it is sick or not, please pay attention to the host.

what? what!

Where?

Who am I?

Bai Xiyue followed Yu Rongjiang towards the exterior of the hotel, not daring to look back.

If you look back, you will be cold.

It's better to say that it is not Bingjiao, if it is Bingjiao, then you have to go back.

If she went back to face that bed of rose petals, she would kill herself immediately.

Bai Xiyue couldn't wait to fly to the door immediately, but there was still some distance.

"Boss, ma'am."

Yu Rongjiang's secretary came over to say hello and led them to the car.

Huo Xinghan squinted his eyes and looked at the slender figure not far away. The figure was familiar, but that person should be in another city, not here.

He unconsciously walked toward the back, wanting to look more closely.

[System]: The target distance is ten meters.

[System]: The target distance is five meters.

? ? ?

Brother, what are you doing so fast!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Bai Xiyue looked at the car that was still some distance away, slammed her decisively, and grabbed the arm of the man next to her.

The author has something to say: I received a text message today and was reported by someone, so I locked two chapters, but Jinjiang did not give a black text prompt for violations. After the amendment, there was no movement for a day, and it was not good whether it was past or not. It’s terrible, so today it’s shorter and longer, and tomorrow it’s longer

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^