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Wen Wan frowned and stared at him in distaste, and finally couldn't help but said: "Shen Moling, you are endless. I remember that Nanya City has your hotel. What are you doing here?"

"Look at the competitors, can't you?" He was picked up by three women, trying to suppress the strong anger in his heart. If Ji Xiao hadn't said that this trick worked, he would have thrown these three noisy women out to feed the dogs up.

Wen Wan didn't bother to pay attention to him, she turned her head and said to Huangfu Ye: "Brother Huangfu, go to bed early, and I will also rest." After speaking, she went directly into the room, and isolated all the mess outside.

Shen Moling stared at Huangfu Ye with cold eyes, and changed her name after not seeing her for a day?

Brother Huangfu!What bullshit, why not call him Huangfu Ouba!This woman is simply skittish, why didn't he find out before!

Huangfu Ye was too lazy to argue with him, turned around and left, and when the corridor was empty, Shen Moling showed his true colors.

With a gloomy face, he said sharply, "I won't scratch your skin anymore!"

"..." The three women were taken aback for a moment, they didn't dare to be presumptuous, they just went back to their respective rooms in a hurry.

Shen Moling walked to Wen Wan's door, looked left and right and put her ears on to hear what she was doing inside. Unprepared, the door was suddenly opened, and with a "bang", it bumped into his straight and straight nose, and immediately A warm current poured out...

"Ah!" He covered his nose, with blood gushing out between his fingers, frowning in pain and glaring at Wen Wan, "Why don't you open the door!"

Wen Wan saw him say so quietly: "It deserves it." After finishing speaking, she was about to close the door, but was blocked by Shen Moling's foot.

"what are you doing?"

"Didn't you see my nosebleed? Let me go in and have a wash!" He was confident, his shirt and cuffs were stained with blood.

Wen Wan wanted to refuse, but his blood was getting more and more, so she had no choice but to let him in.

Although Shen Moling touched his nose, he entered Wen Wan's room, and was so excited that he rushed directly to the toilet to wash with water.

"Go back to your own room after washing." Wen Wan leaned against the open door, pointed out and expelled.

"I'm dizzy... Alas... I'm so dizzy..." Shen Moling suddenly covered his forehead, and fell down on the sofa, frowned and closed his eyes, humming uncomfortably.

Wen Wan rolled her eyes, she was so angry that she had nothing to say, Shen Moling's reputation outside was extremely stable and mature, but when she played a scoundrel in front of her, she was really unambiguous at all, it was almost to the point of perfection, shameless Thicker than a steel plate!

"Get out!" she roared through gritted teeth.

"I...I'm dizzy...uh..." He paused suddenly, then dropped his hands, as if he really fainted on the sofa.

"You..." Wen Wan wanted to kick someone, but regretted letting him in.

Suddenly her eyes lit up, she thought of something, turned around and went to the corridor to make a phone call, and after a while, four doctors in white clothes and masks rushed into the room, and threw Shen Moling on the stretcher without saying a word.

"Eh? What are you doing? Put me down, touch me again, be careful I'll chop you up!" Shen Moling roared and struggled, not caring about pretending to faint.

"He has severe mania, you don't have to be polite." Wen Wan made up the knife with a worried face, and a slight sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The doctors looked at each other, nodded to each other, and then came up with a way to deal with mental illness, directly put Shen Moling into a bag, and tied it to a stretcher. One of the doctors even took out a needle and directly slapped Shen Moling on his arm. Needle sedatives.

"Wen Wan, you are courageous, you..." Shen Moling became weaker as he continued to speak, and under the effect of anesthesia, he really passed out!