Chapter 882

"By the way, I have an appointment with a friend. Can you book a ticket for me? It's going to be next to each other. "

The waiter looked at Bai Zifan and said with a smile, "no problem. I'll do it now. I wish you two a happy holiday."

"Ha ha, yes, my husband is not here. I can relax."

After hearing Mrs. Chen's words, the waiter nodded with great understanding. He also gave Bai Zifan a meaningful look, and then turned to leave.

Mrs. Chen, who didn't know that there was one more person behind her, turned and walked back to her bedroom. But when she saw that she was going to the door, she suddenly stopped.

Take a deep breath, Bai Zifan subconsciously to get the ball, but a touch to remember, his pants have run away from home.

Just as the atmosphere was unprecedentedly tense, Mrs. Chen, who had successfully vented the air, moved her body and went back to her bedroom.

As soon as he took a breath, Bai Zifan quickly covered his nose. It's really hard to judge a person's appearance. This Mrs. Chen is very human.

The other party has checked here, there will be no problem for the time being, baizifan is going to wait until the security guards outside leave.

However, Bai Zifan underestimated the service quality of a star hotel. Before long, the door was knocked again.

Mrs. Chen, who came out of the bedroom, just opened the door. The waiter who came between them said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Chen. I've already re ordered the tickets for you, but if you want two tickets nearby, you need to buy them again. These are the new tickets. Can you give me the previous one?"

"No problem. It's hard for you."

"That's what I should do. You two should rest early."

The waiter got the tip and left happily, but Mrs. Chen was not happy.

Two of you? I'm the only one in the room, isn't it

Thinking of this, Mrs. Chen slowly turned around and saw Bai Zifan sitting in the living room.

The four eyes are opposite. Bai Zifan screams in his heart that it's bad, but the scream doesn't appear. Mrs. Chen's face is pale and her lips are trembling. She doesn't dare to make a sound, and her face is full of panic.

Even if you find someone sneaking in, you won't be scared like this, will you? Do you think you are a ghost?

Thinking of this, Bai Zifan got up slowly, facing Mrs. Chen, and looked at him coldly. At the same time, he put his right hand behind him and pressed the table hard.

Then the strength of the arm, baizifan propped up the whole body.

Mrs. Chen, who had been paying attention to Bai Zifan, found that the man's feet had left the ground in front of her. She was so scared that she almost fainted. It was a ghost. It was a ghost!

Just when Mrs. Chen wanted to scream, she found that the "ghost" in front of her was waving her left hand at her. It seemed that she was trying to see if she could see it?

No, never let him know that he can see him, or God knows what will happen.

If you want to leave, you can't either. According to the routine of horror movies, if you open the door and want to escape, it's either a strange space or a fierce ghost waiting for you.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Mrs. Chen turned slowly and returned to her bedroom step by step.

As soon as she closed the bedroom door, Mrs. Chen took out a 100 meter dash and got into the quilt, shrinking into a ball and shivering.

After listening to the news, Bai Zifan finally took a long breath, thanks to the fact that he was brainwashed by horror films, otherwise he would be exposed, and he would have more money to invest in horror films.

Mrs. Chen is now a time bomb. No one knows what a terrified woman will do. She can't stay here long.

After opening the door, Bai Zifan deliberately forced the door to let Mrs. Chen hear.

As soon as he got to the corridor, Bai Zifan found that it was similar to what he had guessed before. In order not to disturb the guests, the hotel did not dare to conduct a grand search. There were only a few waiters standing in the corridor.

However, his appearance also attracted the attention of other people. After all, a man who only wears underwear is the focus wherever he goes.

At this time, Bai Zifan happened to see Kong Yanping on the same floor talking with a waiter at the door, and went directly to her.

Kong Yanping soon noticed that Bai Zifan, who was glowing, was surprised.

"Cough, Ms. Kong Yanping, right? Hello, we had a phone call before."

"Well, yes, please come in." See white all secretly hit over of the look, Kong Yanping very embarrassed of say.

After closing the door, the waiter at the door asked his colleagues, "what's the matter? Who is that man? How to get from one room to another? And in his hand, why is he still carrying a vase? "

Facing his problem, the waiter who talked with Mrs. Chen before said with emotion: "it's not easy to do anything these days. Why do men bother men? Vases may be props he wants to use. He is a person who works very hard and must have a story."

"You are a man with a story." In the room, Kong Yanping looked at Bai Zifan and said solemnly.

"Yes, I am a person with a story. Actually today, I..."

"No need to say! I understand. I understand you very well. You are gender dislocation. Although you have a man, you have a woman's heart. You want to use this way to accuse social prejudice. "

After hearing Kong Yanping's words, Bai Zifan's whole body was stunned. Which and which? Is she a hidden alien? Why do you feel totally unable to communicate with her?

"I have a sister, who is also a boy. But since childhood, she has played a female role in the opera, which makes her want to become a woman. I understand your pain very much. In the future, let's be sisters."

sisters? This title makes Bai Zifan speechless. Kong Yanping's misunderstanding of herself seems to have reached a deep-rooted level.

But whatever Kong Yanping thinks, it just saves her wasting brain cells.

"Thank you for your understanding. I'll leave soon."

"You don't have spare pants?"

"It's obvious." Bai Zifan said helplessly, who will wear a pair of trousers with a pair of trousers when going to the street?

"Wait a minute." With that, Kong Yanping began to rummage in her trunk and quickly took out a pair of trousers.

"Well, I like it. Put it on."

Looking at the skirt in Kong Yanping's hand, Bai Zifan can't find any words to describe his mood at this time.

Elder sister, you can even find a pair of Harlem trousers for me. If you have to find skirt trousers for me, are you worried that others will not see that I am wearing women's trousers?