After yetingchen took his mobile phone, he quickly checked it.

"What are you afraid of? I just input my number into your mobile phone. Listen."

Duanmuxue made a call, and yetingchen's mobile phone rang.

"Just save a phone number, isn't it too much?"

The next second, yetingchen directly pulled the incoming mobile phone number black and deleted it. Duanmu saw it and said angrily, "Why are you like this? There won't be any more of my number in the mobile phone, you..."

She got up and leaned towards yetingchen, but yetingchen turned aside with a cold face and scolded coldly: "get out."

Duanmu Xue's delicate face flashed a touch of embarrassment, and still reluctantly smiled and said, "don't do this to me. Tingchen, I spent a lot of effort coming here."

Hearing this, the night Tingchen frowned, "hand in the room card."

Duanmu Xue shook her head. "Unless you put out my mobile phone number, I'll give you my room card back and leave."

Being threatened like this, yetingchen's dark eyes were filled with rolling anger and coldness. He sneered: "it seems that Duanmu family doesn't want to cooperate well."

"It has nothing to do with my brother. I think you are my business. As for my brother... The cooperation with you will continue. Tingchen, don't be angry."

The veins on yetingchen's forehead jumped violently. The next second, he went directly to the bedside, took a quilt and walked over to cover Duanmu snow.

Duanmuxue didn't react. The whole quilt was covered. Then she was thrown outside the hotel with her quilt.

Bang!

The sound was not small, and duanmuxue's arm knocked against the nearby wall, which made her cry out in pain.

The two servants guarding the door rushed up to rescue her.

"Miss Duanmu, are you okay?"

When duanmuxue poked his head out of the quilt, yetingchen had ruthlessly closed the door, and then locked it.

"Miss Duanmu?"

"Miss Duanmu, your arm is hurt."

Duanmu Xue bowed his head and found that his arm hit him. Now it's black.

Her face changed a little, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she reached out and gently rubbed the dark place, pouted and said, "what a man who can't pity her."

"Yes, Miss Duanmu, this night Tingchen really doesn't know what to do, or..."

As soon as the voice fell, Duan muxue looked at her eyes full of dissatisfaction: "what else? You dare to make a blind idea? Also, you are not allowed to talk nonsense in front of your brother, otherwise my brother will know that I used him to get ye Tingchen's room card. At that time... He doesn't know how to teach me."

Hearing the speech, the servant could only nod awkwardly: "I know, Miss Duanmu, what should we do now?"

"Hum, anyway, the mobile phone number has been obtained and what she wants to do has been done." duanmuxue thought of the phone she deleted before and always felt... She refused a very important phone.

"Let's go back first today." duanmuxue stood up, took care of her clothes, looked at the door in front of her and raised her lips, "anyway, there will be a chance to meet in the future."

*

After yetingchen closed the door, he turned over and over with his mobile phone. The appearance of duanmuxue made his mood a little stuffy.

There was a smell of perfume in the room.

Night Tingchen frowned, opened the windows directly, then called the room cleaning service, and then went to the balcony to breathe.

The hotel is well located in the center of the city. Standing on the balcony, you can see the traffic of the whole city.

If only there were someone around at this time, yetingchen entered the wechat interface and clicked the message dialog box with Han Muzi.

The last message remained a long time ago. He had no latest conversation with her in recent days.

Why

Yetingchen knew it in his heart.

It's because fat uncle muttered unintentionally when he went to the supermarket that day.

At that time, he said he wanted to tell him the way of several people who came over. Yetingchen felt he didn't need it, and let fat uncle scold him. He didn't tell him if he didn't want to hear.

But fat uncle later muttered behind him, saying that he was sticking too tight now, which would only make the other party out of breath, and he didn't even have independent thinking space.

The best way is to stay aloof and let the other party have a sense of emptiness. After a long habit, he suddenly disappears and will begin to miss the other party.

Yetingchen was dismissive of these words, but in recent days, he felt that what fat uncle said seemed... Quite reasonable.

Because he has been thinking about bathing purple every day recently, and he is going crazy.

But what about her?

I haven't appeared in front of her for several days. Will she miss herself?

Looking at the empty list, the answer seems to be self-evident.

Wechat, no phone.

That woman... I guess I wish he wouldn't bother her?

Thinking of this, yetingchen's lips drew a self mocking smile.

Yetingchen, yetingchen, you know these thoughts can't be used in this woman's heart. What's your stupidity?

She is suitable for a vigorous and resolute way to occupy her body and mind, and then don't give her any chance to think of others.

Soon the room service came. The waiter disinfected everything in the hotel room according to yetingchen's requirements, and replaced the sheets and pillows with new ones.

After all, yetingchen is a VIP of their hotel, so his requirements will be fully met.

*

Han Muzi has insomnia again.

When she woke up in the morning with two big black circles under her eyes and stood in front of the mirror to see herself so haggard, Han Muzi almost wanted to slap herself so that she could wake up.

Mingming is just a phone call, Mingming is just a female voice. She actually lost sleep because of this matter.

This is terrible.

It shows that she has paid special attention to yetingchen's behavior and the people around her.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi seemed a little crazy. She stretched out her hand and grabbed her hair. After grasping her hair in a mess, she calmed down again.

She brushed her teeth, washed her face, and then made up and changed.

Forget it, it's just a man. She Han Muzi doesn't lack suitors. Why do you think about such a man.

If he doesn't defend himself, she doesn't have to be so alone all the time.

After Han Muzi went downstairs, he was ready to send Xiaomi Dou directly to school.

But I found Xiaomi Dou standing in front of the sofa, looking curiously at the people lying on the sofa.

"Mommy, why does aunt Xiaoyan sleep here?"

Han Muzi went over and found that Xiao Yan was still wearing the suit he had worn yesterday and was sleeping on the sofa.

What's going on?

Han Muzi pushed her, "Xiao Yan?"

"So sleepy, let me sleep again." Xiaoyan turned over and fell off the sofa with a plop.

She opened her eyes in pain. As a result, she saw Han Muzi and Xiaomi Dou staring at her. Both eyes were full of curiosity.