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Outside the door, the male owner's hand grasped the door handle and was about to turn it when suddenly there was a "bang bang bang" sound of knocking on the door.

The man paused and let go of the door handle.

"What's going on? Why is there someone knocking on the door again?"

Aunt Wan poked her head out the window at the end of the corridor and took a look. She said, "There's a man and a woman knocking at the door."

"A man and a woman? Are there more people staying at the hotel?" The man cursed in dissatisfaction, "Damn, there are usually no guests, why are they all here together today!"

“What to do, ignore them? They keep knocking.”

"Let them knock! It's remote here anyway, no one can hear it."

"Ah, they pushed the door open!"

"You actually forgot to lock the door just now?"

"I remember it was locked? Could it be... I forgot? They are already downstairs!"

"Damn it, since you guys are going to die, I'll grant your wish! Let's go downstairs!"

Inside the room, Xiao Liu leaned against the door in exhaustion, feeling as if he had escaped death.

But when he raised his eyes and saw the head sticking out from the bed, he suddenly felt unwell.

When the shop owner and his wife came to the first floor, a man and a woman who were visiting just walked in. Both of them were extremely beautiful.

The male shop owner, who was originally furious because his good thing was interrupted, immediately restrained his ferociousness and quietly hid the boning knife behind his back.

"Are you here to stay in the hotel?" he asked while looking at Sang Feiwan, examining her up and down.

She was really beautiful, with stunning looks and noble temperament. The dark green velvet dress outlined her perfect figure. The hem and neckline were inlaid with a circle of pearls, which further highlighted her extraordinary temperament.

For some reason, the man felt that Sang Feiwan looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

Yu Beiming next to him was dressed very low-key: a white shirt and a pair of casual jeans.

But such simple clothes still couldn't hide the noble temperament emanating from his body. It's just that his expression was a little indifferent, and he looked at the male shop owner as if he was looking at a dying ant.

"Where are you from?" the male shop owner asked. "You don't look like locals from your clothes. Are you doing business nearby?"

"We want to stay in a hotel and have two rooms." Sang Feiwan ignored his question and just stated his request.

"There are rooms, there are many empty rooms, please come in!"

The male shop owner changed his previous fierce attitude and welcomed them in warmly: "Are you hungry? I can give you instant noodles, free of charge."

He had already thought about it. When making instant noodles, he would add some special seasoning to knock the two people down. Then he would rob them of their money and rape them.

How can you give up a sheep that has been sent into the tiger's mouth?

The male shop owner turned around and instructed Aunt Wan: "What are you still standing there for? Go make some instant noodles for the customers!"

Yu Beiming said: "We only stay in the hotel, not eat."

"Have a cup of tea, then."

"You don't even want tea, let's go to the rooms, two rooms."

"There is only one room, on the second floor."

"Didn't you say there were a lot of vacancies just now? Why is there only one left now?"

Just now they wanted to knock Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming unconscious directly, and had no intention of booking a room for them, so they just responded casually.

But in fact, the 3rd and 4th floors were already full, especially since all the guests inside had been knocked down by them, making it impossible for anyone to stay there.

"The guest room upstairs hasn't been cleaned for a long time, so it's very dusty. Although there's only one room on the second floor, it's a suite with a sofa bed outside that can be used as a bed. It's too late now, so I'll move you to another room tomorrow."

Sang Feiwan looked at the shop owner and his wife with wise eyes.

The male shop owner felt inexplicably panicked for a moment. He didn't know why he always felt that she seemed to be able to see through all their thoughts.

At this time, Sang Feiwan said softly: "Okay."

The male shop owner was relieved instantly, and thought he was overthinking: How could someone see through his thoughts? And it was a woman he had just met.

"Then I'll take you to your room."

The shop owner and his wife took them upstairs, thinking that they would light some incense to knock them out so that they could do whatever they wanted.

Arriving at the second floor, Yu Beiming looked around and said, "The decoration style of the second floor doesn't look like a guest room."

"It's a guest room, a guest room!" Aunt Wan hurriedly explained, "The second floor is a suite, the best room in our hotel! You look like you are particular people, so of course you want to stay in a better room."

Xiao Hei stood at the stairs on the second floor. He stretched out his nose to sniff, meowed twice at Yu Beiming, and then rushed to the third floor.

The male shop owner took the initiative to block the stairs and said, "The third floor is full, pets cannot go up there, otherwise it will affect other guests."

Xiao Hei was very angry and breathed at him.

Yu Beiming didn't say anything, he just hugged Xiao Hei and said, "We'll live on the second floor."

Sang Feiwan's eyes fell on the photo frame next to her: "That little girl is so cute."

Aunt Wan smiled and said, "That's my little granddaughter."

Sang Feiwan looked at her deeply and didn't say much.

The room on the second floor was indeed a suite.

The outer room is a small living room with a sofa and a TV. Inside is a large bed covered with white sheets and pink flowers, which looks very warm.

Aunt Wan diligently put towels and disposable toiletries in the bathroom.

While they turned around to check the room, the male owner quietly lit a plate of incense at the door.

"Have a good rest. Call us if you need anything."

Just as the shop owner and his wife were about to leave the room, Sang Feiwan suddenly said, "Children without mothers are pitiful."

Aunt Wan's smile froze on her face, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously, so she quickly closed the door.