Chapter 5354： Sister Nian: I sleep on the sofa

Chapter 5354 Sister Nian: I sleep on the sofa

Qiao Nian was obviously impatient. She grabbed his wrist and looked at him seriously: "Just stay here and make do with it for one night."

Ye Wangchuan only felt his heart being lightly pecked. The perpetrator was not aware of it yet, and the heat between his skin and his skin was so charming.

His throat rolled up and down, his eyes met with Qiao Nian's, and he had no choice but to compromise.

“As long as you say yes, that’s fine.”

They took the room card left by Bo Jingxing and went to the top floor, swiped the card and entered.

The hotel they stayed in this time was close to the observatory. It was just an ordinary five-star hotel. It also encountered heavy rain in your province and the airport was grounded.

Many people are stranded here and cannot leave for the time being.

The only presidential suite in the hotel has been reserved for a long time. Their suite is also a suite, but it is not as big as the presidential suite and can have a master bedroom and a guest bedroom.

Qiao Nian went in and took a look around.

This suite is not too small. The master bedroom is quite large. There is also a living room and tea restaurant outside. The modern light luxury style decoration adopts a cool texture.

She went over to use her hands to support the softness of the sofa, and it felt okay.

Qiao Nian threw the things onto the sofa next to him, walked into the bedroom and said, "I'll take a shower and wash my hair first."

She had rushed here since last night and had not had a good rest along the way. Her body was sticky and she had long wanted to take a shower to wash away the discomfort caused by the sweat on her body.

Ye Wangchuan then came in. Hearing this, he took out his mobile phone and made a call. He watched the girl enter the master bedroom and closed the door, hearing the sound of water dripping from inside.

A few minutes passed.

There was a knock on the door.

Ye Wangchuan stood up and walked over to open the door.

“Master Ye, the clothes you want.”

"give it to me."

Ye Wangchuan didn't let anyone in. He took the clothes from the room service and closed the door. Then he walked outside the master bedroom, knocked on the door, and said softly: "I have prepared a change of clothes for you, can you put them in?" The sound of water inside stopped for a moment.

The girl's voice was full of water vapor.

"Come in."

Ye Wangchuan hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to open the door, and pushed it in.

The bathroom of the master bedroom is filled with water vapor, making it difficult to see the outline of the person inside, but it gives people a hazy and wet ambiguity that spreads gracefully.

He was very gentlemanly and did not look around. He walked in and put his dry clothes on the edge of the bed in the bedroom. He turned his back and spoke to the people inside.

“I put it on the bedside. You can come out and change it later.”

"Well."

There was a sound of water dripping inside.

Ye Wangchuan did not disturb her bathing, turned around and went out first, closing the door behind her.

Half an hour later.

After taking a shower, the girl put on fresh clothes and walked out. She was still holding a towel in her hand to wipe the water. Her hair was a little longer, reaching her earlobes. The ends of her hair were wet with water and draped over her shoulders. She was rough. I wiped it with a towel a few times and put it aside.

Qiao Nian gave up her seat and said to him, "I'm done. You go take a shower."

She quickly sat down on the sofa, picked up her laptop and put it on her lap, turning it on and preparing to communicate with Guan Yan about Starlink.

She was so immersed in the problems she had to deal with tomorrow that she didn't notice that the man went into the bedroom and brought out a hair dryer. Then he walked behind her and plugged in the plug. He lifted up her short hair like an inkstone with his slender fingers. He turned on the hair dryer and turned it to the lowest setting, blowing it gently. She blew her hair.

Until Qiao Nian felt the warm air coming from the back of her neck, she subconsciously turned her head.

A hand was holding her neck, restraining her movements, gently and gently.

“Don’t move, you go about your business. I’ll help you dry your hair.”