It was late at night, and Li Ting's face was a little flushed after drinking, like a budding flower. I drove the car onto Shennan Avenue. Only then did Li Ting suddenly realize and said slightly tiredly: This is not the direction I want to go home. Where are you taking me?
I drove the car attentively without any evil thoughts. For some reason, I decisively said two words: get a room.
After I finished speaking, I panicked. The baseball bat was still in the back seat and Li Ting drank again. Maybe I would end up with a bloody head.
Go to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, which is the company's partner hotel, Li Ting said slowly.
I am talking about opening a room, not looking at a room. I think I have made it very clear why Li Ting answered so quietly. I was excited and panicked, and my hands were shaking. Li Ting, what kind of person are you?
Go to Shanghai Hotel. This time I'm in charge.
Oh, Li Ting stopped talking and looked out the window melancholy.
Intention: The toad wants to eat swan meat