I heard that there is someone on the anchor

Haifei saw the taxi with flashing lights, and when he got closer, he saw the young man in the front row. The person sitting in the back row couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew from his figure and momentum that he was a leftist.

He was working with a notebook on his left leg. When he came in, he closed the notebook and said, "Give me your hand."

Hai Fei was puzzled and handed over his hand, and the left hand covered his hand with a pair of big hands, and the temperature of the palm immediately warmed the back of his hand, "Is it cold?"

"It's okay." Hai Fei said in a low voice. The two were too close, but he didn't take his hand out of his left palm, fearing that the noise would draw people's attention. After all, there were two people in front of him.

Mingjiahang drove him to the gate of the community, and he didn't walk much.

However, it was minus four or five degrees outside at night, so Haifei got into the car in the cold.

"Drive." Zuo Tu said to the driver.

The driver responded.

"Where's your luggage?" Zuo Tu asked.

Hai Fei said, "It's at the assistant's place." He planned to go back tonight, so he didn't bring much.

If he stayed at Ming Jiahang's house, it would be inconvenient to take his assistant with him, so he asked the assistant to stay in the hotel with the people brought by Chen Qigao.

"Which hotel."

"It should be in Hanting, I'll ask again."

Zuo disciple said, "Okay."

While talking, he found that Hai Fei's hand moved, and he turned to hold his own hand.

The left disciple lowered his head, Hai Fei's complexion was a little fairer than his own, and the fingers of the two were intertwined and entangled together, strangely feeling like a lifetime.

With his other hand, he touched Haifei's clean fingertips, and felt that there was almost something.

The call is connected.

"Hey, it's me. I'm going to the hotel to get my luggage. I don't want to leave. Just open the door later..."

Haifei hung up the phone, the back seat of the taxi was not big, and two men with long hands and long legs sat in it, and it looked smaller all of a sudden, Haifei could rub the left leg with every movement.

Zuo Tu came out of the company and was still wearing a suit. It stands to reason that he was the one who was cold.

Through a layer of suit trousers and jeans, Haifei playfully bumped his knee into the... thigh of the left disciple.

The left disciple's legs are longer than his.

Haifei looked down for a while before typing on the phone with one hand, "Where are we going?"

Zuo Tu took the phone, "Hotel, dinner."

Yes, Mr. Zuo, who had traveled long distances, was starving.

The three walked into the hotel, and Xiao He went to get the room card.

The left disciple took the room card, and the other hand held a small suitcase, which contained the clothes and toiletries that were always kept in the company.

The three parted ways on the 18th floor, Zuo Tu and Hai Fei continued to go up, and got out of the elevator on the 20th floor.

The thick carpet in the corridor sucked up the sound of their walking.

Zuo Tu opened the door, and a faint fragrance of flowers came over his face. He inserted the room card into the card slot, and the light turned on immediately.

Then, the leftist was stunned.

The soles of his feet were covered with roses, and the rose petals spread out a path on the carpet, meandering to the living room, and branching to the door of the bedroom.

So, it's not hard to imagine what's going on in the bedroom.

Perhaps, rose petals will be sprinkled all over the bed, and there are also...delicate petals in the bathtub, and delicate and glamorous people.

There seemed to be ambiguous and rippling particles floating in the air.

Hai Fei stood beside Zuo disciple, his flat and slightly stiff voice rang out in the quiet luxury suite.

"...I didn't see that you are so interesting."

Zuo Tu looked at the roses in the room, took out his phone and was about to ask what was going on.

At this time, Xiao He's message just came in.

——Mr. Zuo, the hotel only has the last Honeymoon Rose Suite for Valentine's Day. If you feel wronged, you can change to the [-]-night double room downstairs if you don't like it. What do you think?

This statement is very bold.

However, Zuo Tu put away his phone after watching it.

Valentine's Day honeymoon, let's just say Valentine's Day honeymoon, the two men and the Rose Suite are barely a match.

Zuo Tu put down the suitcase, and Haifei remained silent after speaking. He still wanted to explain himself, so he said, "There is only one suite left in the hotel."

The hotel business is very hot on Valentine's Day, please understand.

"Honest man," Mr. Zuo said on his face.

After Haifei inspected the living room, he didn't see too many bells and whistles except for the suffocating rose petals. Finally, he sat down on the sofa in the living room, "Didn't you have dinner? Let's call room service first."

The leftist took a deep look at Haifei and nodded.

*

Hai Fei ate a little with Zuo Tu, and went to take a bath first.

In the large bathtub for two, Haifei leaned on the edge of the bathtub with his ankles crossed and his long legs closed, his eyes closed.

This hotel is toxic and the butler service is too good.

As soon as I came in, the water in the bathtub was full, and a bathtub of flower petals floated on the water.

It took Haifei 5 minutes to clean the flower petals in the bathtub.

In this suite, there are things that make people imagine everywhere.

The big bed in the bedroom is round, and the lights in the room are also dim. A three-meter-long light purple gauze curtain falls from the ceiling. If you want to lie on the bed, you have to lift the curtains. There is a faint fragrance...

It was as pompous as an ancient oiran's room.

Haifei also found a few boxes of condoms on the sink, and placed them on the marble countertop openly, for fear that people would not see them.

Also, the couple toilet that is daunting at first sight.

For the first time, Haifei felt that he had seen too little of the world.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Zuo: Tomorrow, Xiao He will go back to raise his salary.

It's emmm... You know that bed in many hotels now, it just vibrates by itself, so it's very labor-saving, understand... (Actually, I haven't experienced whispering)

Thank you Dancai w for sending mine~, and Ozymandes' nutrient solution~