The Customer Service Representative

“Sorry to keep you waiting. Here’s a key card for the hotel next door!” Han Lin said, handing her a key card. “W-what are you trying to do? Don’t think you can get away with anything just because you’re a police officer!” Rao Xueying glared at Han Lin warily, both hands pressed tightly to her chest to block the guy’s gaze. “What are you thinking? Do I look like that kind of person?” Han Lin complained, as if he’d been insulted. “Do bad people have the word ‘bad’ written on their faces? In this day and age, who can trust anyone?” She glared back. What, just because you’re handsome, you think I’ll obediently go get a room with you? “Daughter, this one’s a keeper. You need to move fast!” She was speechless. “Daughter, look, the guy’s handsome and has a good job!” She was still speechless. “Daughter, he even called last night to check on you. When he found out you hadn’t come home, he reassured us that you were all right. Look how thoughtful he is!” She was still speechless, but at last she understood why her parents hadn’t been the least bit surprised when she didn’t come home last night. “Daughter, did anything happen between you two last night?” “What?” “Don’t be silly, daughter. I’m telling you, having a baby would be perfect. Hurry up and get married. Your mother’s waiting to hold a grandchild!” She was speechless, asking the heavens why she had to have such a mother. Recommended: My friend Guai Guai Xiao Mao’s new novel, The Evil Wildcat Empress http://read.xxsy.net/info/224464.html “Cockroach, Kitty wants fish slices!” “Say it properly and you can have them. Repeat after me: Zhang Lang!” “Cockroach!” After trying several times, the man could only give up. “Cockroach, Kitty’s hungry!” As she spoke, the catgirl reached out and pulled open her clothes, revealing skin as smooth as polished jade. She patted her stomach. “Fine, fine. I’ll give you fish slices!” The man promptly surrendered, setting the fish slices aside and pulling her clothes closed. Was his face turning red again? “Cockroach, what’s an empress? Can you eat it?” Playing with the crown on the back of her robe, the catgirl asked the man. “Being empress means you’re my woman. Your body, your heart, your whole self belong to me alone!” The handsome emperor’s usually icy face softened into a smile. As he spoke, he reached out to stop the catgirl from taking off her elaborate empress’s robes. “You can’t eat it? What a shame...” The catgirl sighed, smacking her lips. Was she really going to become an empress? Recommended: My friend Duanmu Tong’s new novel, Beast Love http://read.xxsy.net/info/223110.html