He opened the input pad with an expressionless expression and Kuku typed.

[If it breaks, go to the front desk and ask someone to fix it for you, or change rooms. 】

The other person quickly replied: [(rolling and crying)]

cry.

Tang Yan put down his phone and scoffed, "What's the matter?"

If the person on the other side of the phone is not a male, he will think that this is some kind of trick.

After all, I have been hooked up with someone using this excuse more than once.

About 5 minutes later, the phone rang again.

[Boss, there is something strange happening next door. It seems like Mr. Fu and his bed have been shaking...]

"..."

Tang Yan picked up the water glass and took a sip. He closed the WeChat page and opened the news category to browse casually without replying.

Not long after, two more messages popped up on the phone.

[The desk lamp keeps flashing, and there seems to be a ghost under my bed! 】

[Really, boss! 】

Followed by a dozen scared little yellow face emoticons.

"Tsk," Tang Yan stared at the text for two seconds before clicking on the input pad again.

[There are no ghosts in the real world, just get over it. 】

The voice call rang the next second!

The avatar of the boy opposite looked like a pink piggy with a hairdryer, and the enlarged avatar kept shaking.

Tang Yan answered the phone, and his deep, impatient voice reached the next door through the phone.

"What happened to you?"

"...I'm still scared, boss, I can't do it anymore, I want to see you, I want to see you, I want to see you, I want to sleep with you, I want to sleep in your room, I don't want to live by myself, I don’t want to live by myself…”

Jiang Nan was twisting on the bed holding the quilt, moaning pitifully into the receiver of her mobile phone.

"I'm sick." Tang Yan directly hung up.

【call ended. 】

"..."

Depend on.

This guy is incompetent.

Jiang Nan sat up suddenly and looked down at the pure white nightgown she was wearing.

In about half an hour, Tang Yan had already fallen asleep.

The landline on the bedside table suddenly rang, and he reached out and picked up the receiver.

Opposite is the front desk of the B&B hotel——

"Mr. Tang, do you need help?"

He was stunned: "What?"

"...Well, there is a strange guest in front of your door. He has been squatting on the ground and leaning against your door. If you need help, the security staff will ask him to leave, but he seems to be traveling with you... ....”

Tang Yan: "?"

The door was suddenly pulled open from inside!

Jiang Nan fell back before she could react, and her back shoulder hit the man's bare calf.

"Hey!"

He hurriedly stabilized his body, but someone grabbed the bathrobe at the collar of the back of his neck and lifted him up from the ground!

Tang Yan's voice sounded above his head, extremely impatient.

"Tell me, what are you doing sitting here in the middle of the night?"

He grabbed the boy's bathrobe, and he looked like a cat being held up by the scruff of his neck, with a pitiful expression.

"Boss..." Jiang Nan pouted, her silver-blue short hair wet in front of her forehead, "I can't sleep in my room. I want to be closer to you...but I'm afraid of disturbing your rest. ,sorry......."

"Do you have to go through all the trouble? Why can't you sleep in the same room?"

Tang Yan's patience was exhausted to the extreme, and his voice sounded cold and fierce.

"Don't yell, don't be so fierce," Jiang Nan's eyes turned red instantly, "I won't disturb you, I'll just sit here, boss, you can go to sleep."

"Go back to your room and don't make me say it a second time."

"boss......"

"If you keep doing this, I'll ask someone to kick you out. You can stay in your car tonight."

"But it's dark outside, this is the mountains, boss..."

Jiang Nan tugged on Tang Yan's sleeve and shook it.

The beautiful boy's eyes were red and watery, and even his pupils were wet, as if he might cry in the next second, and he begged softly.

"I promise I won't disturb you. I can just sleep on the carpet next to your bed."

"I rarely stay in hotels. I heard there are so many monsters in the mountains that I dare not sleep."

"Boss, boss..."

"What's the use of having such good skills if you are so timid? You may not be suitable to be a spirit hunter." Tang Yan frowned.

"??"

Jiang Nan quickly shook her head: "No! I'm just sick. When I get better, I won't stick to you anymore, really!"

"..."

sick.

Tang Yan let go of the person and rubbed the top of his head irritably.

"Go and get the quilt and pillow, and sleep peacefully. If you say one more word, I will throw you out."

This is agreed!

"...Boss, wait for me!"

The boy ran to the next door.

Tang Yan stood at the door of the room, lowering his head and accidentally saw the small hole made by stepping on the carpet.

It was similar to the small pit in the corridor on the sixth floor of the office.

I can’t explain how I feel, other than helplessness and irritability...

Maybe still a little bit at a loss?

Because he has never been needed so much by anyone, ever.

*

The boy was much quieter than Tang Yan expected.

A pillow was placed vertically in the middle of the white bed room, separating the two quilts and the two people lying on the quilts.

Jiang Nan lay stiffly on his back, and he could hear the breathing of another person in his ears.

He didn't expect that Tang Banyan would allow him to sleep on the bed. He was already prepared to make a bed on the floor next to the bed.

But when he came over with quilts and pillows...

There is already a pillow placed in the middle of the bed, clearly distinguishing it from another.

The man was wearing the same white nightgown as he was wearing, and was gathering his quilt to make way for half of the bed.

He said coldly without raising his head——

"Sleep calmly and don't snore."

Jiang Nan forgot whether he responded or not.

I remember when the man knelt on the bed and pulled the quilt, his nightgown was loose on his chest, allowing him to see half of his chest without warning.

The body looks slim when dressed and muscular when undressed, and all the abdominal muscles and chest muscles should be clearly visible.

Tang Yan's skin color is not honey-skinned, but rather cold-white.

This makes the chest muscles glow with a creamy sheen, and the breasts on both sides are very pink...

Yes, it was a pink color that was beyond Jiang Nan's expectation.

Who would have thought that a man who looks tough and cold could be so popular!

This is a sense of lustful contrast that seduces him even more.

So he fell silent.

I'm afraid that if I say a few more words, my voice will sound abnormally hoarse.

But lying here, I couldn't think of anything else to divert my attention. All I could think about was the person beside me.

No one can sleep peacefully next to the person they love, unless they are dead.

The lights in the room have been turned off, and the bedside table lamp has not been turned on, leaving only a warm-colored porch light at the door.

Jiang Nan was still lying on his back stiffly, with the dim ceiling in front of him.

Tang Yan's breathing was very guarded at first, as if he thought he would say something else.

But after 10 minutes, it gradually slowed down and sounded loudly in his ears.

So nervous...

He really wanted to turn around and look at Tang Yan.

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