Bend yourself and the great God HE

Good guy, the great god opened the house so well--Nian Jia.

Uh--

"Change……"

Qiao Yun wanted to change the house.

Mo Ran has already pulled him into the hotel.

"Master, the elevator is over there." Qiao Yun habitually pointed to the VIP elevator entrance next to him, from where he was about to go up to his penthouse suite.

Mo Ran wondered that Young Master Qiao had never opened a room at such an age, "You need to register to open a room." He looked at Qiao Yun with a smile.

"I haven't opened a room before? You underestimate it too much..." Qiao Yun lost his confidence for a moment.

"Have you opened it?" Mo Ran asked.

"No." Qiao Yun changed his words, "I haven't opened it. There is no one to open any room."

You can't take impure things on yourself, the Great God is too stingy.

The front desk lady of Nianjia Hotel stared round, watching Qiao Yun and Mo Ran holding hands to open the room

Due to his professionalism, he quickly put away his expression, and the front desk smiled slightly: "Gentlemen, please show your ID card."

Mo Ran took out his ID card and asked Qiao Yun, "Have you brought your ID card?"

Qiao Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I came out in a hurry. It's not like the master has everything ready, and I carry my ID card with me."

The implication is that you have long wanted to take me to open a room.

Mo Ran suppressed a smile, leaned close to Qiao Yun's ear and whispered, "I work part-time in an Internet cafe, and it's common sense to bring an ID card. What are you thinking?"

"..." Qiao Yun's face turned red immediately.

"I didn't bring my ID card." He blushed and said, "I don't need an ID card to open a room here."

He asked the front desk lady again: "Do you know me?"

The lady at the front desk was taken aback, smiled and shook her head: "Sir, you are joking, how could I know you... Besides, an ID card is a must."

Qiao Yun's throat choked up. It was the first time that he needed an ID card to stay in a hotel.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't know me, your manager knows me." Qiao Yun said, "You can tell him to come out, I don't need an ID card."

The lady at the front desk panicked, but before she could speak, Qiao Yun said to Mo Ran, "Master, we live in the suite on the top floor. The environment is nice and quiet."

Mo Ran closed his eyes: Huh?Never opened a room?

More on that later.

He turned his head and asked the front desk lady, "Is there any penthouse suite?"

The lady at the front desk met a fate.

Not to mention that it is basic common sense to need an ID card to open a room, just the penthouse suite... She was told that the penthouse suite must not be listed on the first day of work, and no guest would ever name the penthouse.

"Sir." The lady at the front desk kept smiling, "I'm sorry, the penthouse suite is the only room in our hotel that is not rented out, why don't you two take a look at the other suites, the room type is the same, and—"

She continued hesitantly: "I don't have an ID card, I'm really embarrassed."

"I know you can't make the decision." Qiao Yun continued, "So let you ask your manager to come out."

Less than a month after coming to work here, the front desk encountered such a customer. If Manager Wang made a fuss, he wouldn't care if it was the customer's fault or not, and she would be fired directly.

The front desk didn't want to call the manager.

Mo Ran also noticed it, and pinched Qiao Yun's hand: "Forget it, let's go back and get the ID card first, don't make things difficult for her."

Qiao Yun wanted to say that he still holds half of the shares in this hotel, and he is a veritable owner of the hotel.

Forget it, it's all work, and being rejected in front of the Great God is not a glorious thing.

Qiao Yun shrugged his shoulders slightly: "Listen to God, get your ID card first, and we'll change to another one."

The two turned to leave, Mo Ran held him by the hand, and suddenly said, "Qiao Yun, why don't we buy a suite."

Qiao Yun choked and coughed, "Buy a house?"

"Yeah." Mo Ran said as he walked, "It's not convenient to live in a hotel, we buy a suite, how about living together."

Qiao Yun didn't know how to answer the conversation for a moment, what was Mo Ran hinting at him?

Living together, do you want to be so exciting?

"It's not that we haven't slept, you are making a lot of fuss." Mo Ran laughed as he spoke, "Shy? Or unwilling?"

"Fuck." Qiao Yun blushed again, "I'm a shy person, I just thought, buying a house and living together...that would have a different meaning."

Mo Ran said, "Well, it's different. Buying a house is equivalent to settling down. Give us a home."

Both of them paused, and just stopped in the hotel lobby, looking at each other.

A kind of honey called happiness directly reaches Qiao Yun's brainwaves from the bottom of his heart. He feels that he loves Moran so much, and he feels very at ease.

He just blushed twice.

But in Moran's place, ever since Qiao Yun asked him if he wanted to fall in love, the urge to buy a house had arisen.

He had already expected the gossip and gossip at the school, and it would not be a long time to live in the boys' dormitory.

"Is it okay?" Mo Ran looked at him and asked again in a low voice.

Qiao Yun moved his lips, and just about to say yes, he interrupted him with "Master Qiao".

hiss--

Looking back, sure enough, it was the familiar manager Wang who was wearing a suit and still smiling.

"Master Qiao is really you. It's been a long time and you're getting more and more handsome." Maitreya smiled like a Buddha, and Manager Wang hurried forward.

Qiao Yun was very upset when the conversation with her boyfriend was interrupted, "Master, let's go."

Manager Wang is stupid, did he offend his ancestors again?

"Master Qiao, wait a minute. I went back to my hotel, why did I see Lao Wang and ignored me?"

Well, now Mo Ran understands that Nianjia is also a property of the Qiao Group.

He looked at Qiao Yun, and the corners of Qiao Yun's mouth twitched, "I know what you want to ask, you dragged me here, I thought you knew. Besides, don't you know how to check, why didn't you check clearly."

"..."

A counter-complaint, Mo Ran was speechless.

"Manager Wang." Qiao Yun said, "We're here to open a room. What if we don't bring our ID cards?"

Manager Wang let out an "ah" and silently looked at the front desk lady.

Qiao Yun said: "Don't look at her, it's just the two of us driving the car, I didn't bring my ID card, it's her job responsibilities."

Manager Wang couldn't laugh or cry: "Ancestor, you are teasing Lao Wang."

When Qiao's Little Demon King needs to open the room when he comes back, he doesn't know the password of the door by heart.

What Qiao Yun meant was not that simple.

"I mean, the room is opened by the guest, understand?"

"Understood, understood." Manager Wang has eyes watering, these two people are still holding hands, "Don't worry, young master, Old Wang will never come up to disturb the two of you if there is nothing to do."

The way the people who come here talk... is very interesting.

Mo Ran frowned.

Qiao Yun blushed for the third time.

He really wanted to tell Manager Wang—get out.