As expected, she was afraid of the old clapper, and she would drop one thing after another. Zhang Yuanqing went up the stairs to the second floor and knocked on Xie Lingxi's door.

"Who is it!" A girl's clear voice like a silver bell came from inside the door.

"I."

"Come in." The voice in the room suddenly cheered.

Unscrewing the door and entering the room, Xie Lingxi was lying on the bed in pink hot pants playing with her mobile phone, her two long legs were raised up, shaking and shaking, and her plump little buttocks were shaking together.

"Brother, it's not good for you to come into my room right after eating. Sister Guan Ya will be angry if she knows."

The little butt shook more eagerly.

Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily:

"Don't worry, my girlfriend is not scary. Don't speak in a sly way, and tell you something, don't contact Palace Master Zhisha recently, and don't see her."

Xie Lingxi's complexion changed, and he cautiously probed: "Why?"

"I met her yesterday. I accidentally got you in trouble. She said she would strip you naked and hang you on the Songjiang Bridge."

Xie Lingxi cried in fright: "Brother Yuanshi, how can you do this, woo woo woo."

Good music hotel.

It is both a hotel and a suburb. Compared with Wuhen Hotel, which is sparsely populated, there is a steady stream of good music guests and business is booming.

A young man and a woman entered the hotel, and saw a naked man in big underpants hanging in the lobby. He was tied up with red threads as thin as hair.

With a weight of one hundred kilograms, it was suspended in the air with only a thin wire.

"Ah, what's going on with this guy"

The girl looked at him in amazement, seeing that it was a middle-aged uncle with a big belly, she immediately lost hope, took out her phone and wanted to take a photo and send it to Moments.

"Sorry, please don't take pictures, this is a famous performance artist, he doesn't like other people taking pictures."

Wang Qian, who was wearing the uniform of the front desk, stopped her gently.

Girls are a little displeased:

"Don't show off if you don't let me shoot, cut~"

The boy said disdainfully: "Nowadays, artists are just like this. They just want to attract attention. They can do any kind of weird things in order to be famous."

While complaining, she walked to the front desk, completed the registration, and couldn't wait to enter the elevator.

Under the cover of the fluffy afro, the Dasheng Dasheng had an old face blushing with shame, wishing to return to the spiritual realm on the spot.

Half an hour later, Wang Qian took a look at the Great Sage of Love, grabbed the landline, and dialed the room number:

"Palace Master, it's time."

After speaking, put down the receiver.

The Great Sage Emotionally Insane slammed down heavily in mid-air and fell to the cold floor.

"It's finally over. If this continues, my old face will be completely lost. What face do I have to survive in the world? I am also a decent person." JrNovels.com