Although my sweetheart was nervous that night and she was in an unfamiliar hotel, she still slept soundly because she drank wine.

However, He Jiaming's life was not so good. He was so turned on by his sweetheart that he had nowhere to vent. He wanted to call a female companion, but he was afraid of waking up his sweetheart. It was extremely miserable.

For a moment, he really wanted to break in and kill her, at least fulfilling one of his wishes.

However, after lingering outside the door for a long time, He Jiaming felt guilty but not courageous, or perhaps because he loved her too much, he could not bring himself to hurt her.

He leaned against the door and looked at Sweetie's childish sleeping face. He felt that this was clearly a child. It was really unethical to get married and have children at a young age.

But even if he didn't learn well, he still liked it, so he could only raise his middle finger to the bed and silently close the door.

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Sweetheart sat up from the bed. The moment she opened her eyes, she immediately felt Spartan - where is this? It doesn't seem to be her own home!

Piecing together the vague fragments in her memory one by one, she remembered that she was inviting He Jiaming to dinner, and then she told He Jing clearly that he had jumped off the building. She drank a lot of wine in a rage, and then...

Why are you in the hotel? Did He Jiaming bring you here?

Sweetheart looked down and saw that she was still neatly dressed in pajamas!

You're all drunk! How could you put on your pajamas? It must be that bastard He Jiaming... who exposed you naked, damn it!

Tianxin completely ignored the scenes where she was drunk and crazy last night, and did not remember how she pretended to be dead to scare He Jiaming out of his wits. She jumped out of bed angrily, banged on He Jiaming's door, and kicked it

, as if the foot is not his own.

He Jiaming sank into the soft big bed. He finally fell asleep, but was disturbed by the person outside the door. So he pressed the door lock button on the bedside and muttered vaguely: "Come in."

"

Sweetheart must have not heard it. He Jiaming's voice was so low that it sounded like a mosquito humming. So she raised her foot and kicked it. Unexpectedly, the automatic door opened by itself because of the induction. It opened...

Tianxin was caught off guard and fell into it like a dog chewing.

"Ah -" she screamed, her nose hurt so much!!!!! Help!!!!!

He Jiaming heard a huge heavy object hit the floor. He didn't bother to open his eyes and looked. Instead, he buried his head in the pillow and rubbed it. Sweetheart was even more angry. He stood up and walked to the bed angrily.

, pulled away He Jiaming's pillow.

In his sleep, He Jiaming looked like a child. He was not clear and well-behaved at all. Instead, he was lying on the messy sheets, and the quilt was wrinkled, as if it had been stirred in the washing machine.

"Asshole!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Take off my clothes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sweetheart screamed.

"Take off your sister's clothes -" He Jiaming opened his eyes in confusion.

"Then why are my clothes gone? Why are they pajamas!" Sweetie didn't believe it at all!

"Damn it, can you take a shower and take off your clothes? Are you sick? Did you drink until you lost your memory?" He Jiaming was so angry when he woke up that he couldn't even recognize his relatives.

Tianxin said that she couldn't believe it at all, and He Jiaming was speechless: "If you don't believe it, go adjust the monitoring yourself."

"You're taking a picture of me?" Tianxin suddenly felt very complicated - wouldn't it mean that her sleeping appearance was also taken?

"Stop being narcissistic, I'm not here to take pictures of you, I'm here to protect myself!" He Jiaming closed his eyes and put the quilt over his head.

Tianxin sighed, forget it, if it weren't for this guy, he might still be sleeping on the street, so she still wanted to thank him, so she silently said "Oh" and went to wash up alone, but found that all her clothes were gone.

Where are the clothes? How are you going to go to class in pajamas?

She rushed over and shook He Jiaming awake again, but He Jiaming slapped her away impatiently: "I only slept for three hours because of you, can you let me sleep a little longer?"

Sweetheart had no choice but to silently let this sleepy guy collapse on the bed like an octopus. After washing herself, she silently sat in front of the huge and luxurious home theater to watch SpongeBob SquarePants.

So what can be done? There are only pornographic movies on the TV, so she can't just wake up early in the morning and watch pornographic movies, right?

Why is this place so weird? Is this a love hotel?

Sweetheart glanced at the hotel sign - Watson, isn't this a five-star hotel? Do five-star hotels also provide such special services?

Halfway through his sleep, He Jiaming suddenly realized his conscience, so he pressed the meal delivery call bell in a daze. Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was room service, and they came to deliver breakfast.

He Jiaming was still sleeping. Tianxin looked out of the peephole and felt that the other person seemed to be a hotel service staff, so he opened the door and the other person pushed the dining cart into the room.

"Just put it here." Tianxin pointed to the coffee table and stood on tiptoe to see how rich the breakfast was.

My stomach growled unsatisfactorily - I'm hungry, this meal came just in time.

She devoured the French breakfast. She thought it was delivered according to He Jiaming's daily breakfast habits. She didn't expect that He Jiaming's life was so luxurious.

After a while, the doorbell rang again, and Tianxin saw the room service staff bringing her clothes up. The other person said that these were "what Mr. He ordered last night to be delivered early this morning."

The clothes have been washed and softened. The sweaters are fluffy and soft, and the colors of the cotton clothes are much brighter. The clothes have been dried very dry. Sweetie was moved and thanked her.

She sat on the sofa with mixed emotions, almost unable to believe that all this was ordered by the careless He Jiaming. He looked really big and easy to lose his temper, but she didn't expect to be... so attentive.

If you are taken care of by him, you should be quite happy, right?

Tianxin sighed for no reason - it would be fine if this guy didn't like her. In fact, He Jiaming is a nice person. If he could be a friend, I would be very happy.

I just don’t know if Qinglang will be happy...

Forget it, he is still guarding other women. The damn guy will not come back to be with him...

Tianxin's nose was a little sour, and she admitted that she was indeed jealous. No matter how she said it, she just didn't like Qinglang and He Jing being together. No matter what the reason was, she didn't want them to stay together for more than five minutes.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let him go. I didn't want him to go in the first place, so something went wrong.

She scratched the back of her hand, took out her phone and took a look at it, and suddenly she scanned the date - today is Friday.
Chapter completed!