Come over here

  9:00 sharp.

  Sheng Huang Hotel

  Lan Yimiao stood in the VIP exclusive elevator, the transparent elevator slowly rose, all the way up to the 30th floor.

  It's now the peak time of this city's revelry. Looking down from a high place, you can see a piece of neon lights flashing, very magnificent.

  A heart as blue as foam, yet pale and powerless.

  She clutched her hands tightly, with sweat in her palms.

  The elevator doors opened with a "ding".

  It was as if walking towards hell, every step of Lan Yumo's seemed so heavy.

  At last she arrived at the door of room 3006, Lan Yimeng closed her eyes and pressed the doorbell with trembling fingers.

  The door opened quickly.

  Lan Yimou's eyes widened in shock.

  The young nobleman wrapped only in a scarf below, revealing his sturdy upper body with golden proportions, gazed at her small face with an evil charm.

  "Come in." Seeing her daze, he directly pulled her in.

  Lan Yu fell and tumbled over.

  Fortunately, there was a luxurious and soft carpet on the floor, so she didn't get hurt.

  The young master looked like he had just taken a bath, his hair was wet and dripping, and he was still holding a large white towel to wipe his hair.

  "Close the door and come over here."

  The young master didn't even glance at her and ordered directly.

  Lan Yimou's whole body was trembling with fear.

  This is the hotel, and he's in this state again.

  Could it be that he wants...

  Lan Yimeng tried hard to comfort himself and not think wildly. Before, he also had the opportunity to take action against her, but he didn't.

  That's right!

  He said he would tease her until she willingly offered him her own...

  So he's scaring her again now?

  It seems that only by comforting herself in this way can she avoid being so frightened that she takes off running.

  She obediently closed the door and walked towards him.

  The young master picked up his red wine glass, sat with his legs crossed, and pointed at the hair dryer on the sofa.

  "Blow dry my hair." He ordered.

  As long as he doesn't eat her up, she can do whatever she wants.

  Lan Moxiang thought for a moment, then walked over obediently. Originally she wanted to stand behind the sofa to help him blow it out, but Huang Shaojie wouldn't allow it and insisted that she do it from the front.

  She had no choice but to kneel on the sofa and pick up the hair dryer to help him blow his hair.

  The warm wind blew on her hair, and she used her fingers to gently lift it up, allowing the dampened locks to dry a bit faster.

  The young master leaned back on the sofa, comfortably closing his eyes, enjoying her service.

  Because his hair was short, it dried quickly.

  Lan Yu confirmed that everything was dry before turning off the hair dryer and quietly kneeling on the sofa, not daring to move.

  Just as she thought he should be asleep.

  He jumped up suddenly.

  Her sharp eyes, like an eagle's, opened and swept over her.

  "He domineeringly said, 'Take off your clothes.'"

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