my daughter

After two seconds, the sound inside stopped.

Zhan Qianrui ducked in and said, "Didn't she finish washing?"

The bathroom door opened suddenly, Xuanyou wiped his dripping hair, and walked out barefoot.She was tall and slender, with a white bath towel barely covering her body, and Zhan Qianrui had a large white muscle in front of her eyes.

"You're a hooligan!" With Zhan Qianruishi's shocking yell, the bath towel in Xuanyou's hand fell to the ground in shock.

"What's wrong?" Ino closed the door and was about to turn around.

Zhan Qianrui immediately stretched out his hand to her, palm facing forward, and made a "forbidden" gesture: "Don't move!"

The three words were pronounced by her with rare force, Yinuo paused, but really froze in place.

Zhan Qianrui turned to face Xuanyou, restraining her eyes from looking under her head.That's the yellow part of a certain green station, which is strictly forbidden to describe: "You, go in, get dressed and come out."

Xuanyou was taken aback: "I put my change of clothes in the box."

Zhan Qianrui: "I'll take it for you."

Xuanyou bent down, picked up the bath towel and covered his important parts.She smiled helplessly and took a few steps back to the bathroom.

Yinuo turned around and glanced at Zhan Qianrui lightly: "It's not necessary."

She didn't understand what she meant.

Yinuo opened Xuanyou's box and picked out a champagne-colored dress: "When we were young, we often took a bath together."

"..." Zhan Qianrui was dumbfounded.

Yinuo blocked Xuanyou from the side: "Go back to your room first. I will go out with Xuanyou in a while. She hasn't been back to Hengzhou for a long time. We have an appointment with friends tonight."

Zhan Qianrui: "That's it."

Zhan Qianrui pretended not to mind the veritable eviction order, and jumped three feet high when he returned to the room.

It was clearly agreed before coming here that Xuanyou would bring her to Hengzhou to play.

Now, Xuanyou and Yinuo are having a good time, leaving him alone in the hotel.

Zhan Qianrui thought about it, she didn't have to have Xuanyou to accompany her, she could play alone.

Angrily, she put on delicate full makeup, turned out a peach pink doll dress, and matched it with a pair of high heels with pearl buckles.

Coming to the bar on the top floor of the hotel, Zhan Qianrui asked the bartender for a glass of whiskey.The square ice cubes collided with each other in the glass, making a crisp sound.

The wind in early summer was cool and cool, Zhan Qianrui rested his chin on one hand, swung the glass to take a sip of wine, turned on the phone to swipe for a while, and then swung the glass again.

After sitting for half an hour, I didn't drink much wine. Because the ice cubes melted, the glass gradually filled up.

"Little girl, alone?" Zhan Qianrui raised her eyes boredly, and a middle-aged man in a suit sat down on her left.

She was neatly dressed, and her figure was not fat, but she already had a lot of gray hair on her head.

Zhan Qianrui gave an inaudible "um" and played with her mobile phone without saying anything.

The middle-aged man glanced at the glass in front of her and said, "The ice has melted, so it shouldn't taste good. Shall I buy you another drink?"

"No need, I don't drink well, so I like to drink light." Zhan Qianrui picked up the wine glass, and drank only a little.

The middle-aged man smiled: "I have a poor capacity for alcohol and drink strong alcohol."

Zhan Qianrui: "I don't know how to drink, so I ordered it randomly."

She raised her wrist, looking through the glass at the amber color of the wine.

"In a bad mood?" The middle-aged man asked her.

Zhan Qianrui rolled his eyes: "Not to mention."

You can't tell this strange uncle that you have been left behind by your friends.

No matter how you listen, it's very childish...

She sighed softly, pursing her full lips unconsciously.

The pink lips were stained with wine, like peach blossom petals soaked in wine.There was also a thin layer of powder on the snow-white face, but I don't know if it was because of drinking, or the blush, or the girl herself had pink cheeks.

"I invite you." The middle-aged man snapped his fingers and asked the bartender for two glasses of Scotch whiskey.

Two glasses of wine with ice were quickly brought to them.

Zhan Qianrui smiled: "Uncle, do you want to get me drunk?"

The middle-aged man just smiled and didn't speak.

"It's not decent for you to do this." Zhan Qianrui stretched out her index finger and shook it, and a tweet suddenly appeared on Weibo.

She clicked on it and saw that it was posted by someone nearby, with a high number of likes and comments.

It turned out that the person who posted the blog was Yinuo, who was located in a nearby bar.Looking at a few photos, Yinuo and Xuanyou are both standing in the C position of the group photo.

It reads: Indulge in the night with your girlfriends, don't get drunk and don't return

Eno was wearing a lavender dress with a very low collar, revealing a "career line" that was neither deep nor shallow.

Zhan Qianrui rolled her eyes secretly, and she was ashamed to show off just this point.Not to mention comparing with Xuanyou, but not comparing with myself.

From the photos, we can feel the atmosphere of the scene is very burning, all kinds of lights criss-cross, golden notes float down from the sky, the DJ playing discs is playing extremely hard, and there are all excited men and women around.

Yinuo and Xuanyou are in the center, one is as charming as a demon, and the other is as noble as a king.Standing together with Yinuo, who is famous for his good looks, Xuanyou is not inferior, and even has a bit of noble temperament that is not easy to get close to.

In one of them, Xuanyou didn't look at the camera, the dazzling light hit her superior right cheek, the base of her nose was enviably full.

One side, just look horizontally as a ridge and side as a peak.

What's so great about being beautiful?

Zhan Qianrui was sore in her heart, and flipped through the comments below by the way.

As a result, the first hot comment: to be beautiful is to be able to commit murder

The second rule is: beautiful people play with beautiful people

Is God implying that he is not good-looking enough?

Zhan Qianrui wanted to cry but she didn't cry. It's really amazing to be good-looking. She was obviously pissed off by Yinuo and Xuanyou, but seeing their beautiful photos, Zhan Qianrui still shamelessly saved them.

"What's the matter?" I see that your mood is suddenly depressed." The middle-aged man's voice brought her back to reality.

Zhan Qianrui: "No, I just saw a few pictures of beauties."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You are also a beauty."

"Oh, thanks." Embarrassed, she took a sip of Scotch to avoid losing her composure in front of strangers.

Although Zhan Qianrui also thinks that she looks good, compared to Xuanyou and Yinuo, she still thinks she is a bit inferior.She is happy with herself because she is self-aware.

After drinking a few sips of wine, I didn't feel it before, but now my body is slowly heating up, and my mind is a little dizzy.

Zhan Qianrui shook her head and almost fell off the high stool accidentally.

The middle-aged man stopped her waist: "Are you all right?"

Zhan Qianrui was startled, and immediately sobered up a little.

The man's hand was stuck around her waist, and she seemed to be able to feel the roughness of his fingers through the thin fabric of the skirt.

"It's okay." She got off the chair without a trace.

"Stop talking?" The middle-aged man followed her and stood up.

Zhan Qianrui couldn't figure it out, what is there to talk about between a middle-aged man and a little girl?Do you accompany the uncle to talk about investment and family?Or the uncle chatting with me about skin care and beauty makeup?

"No." Zhan Qianrui asked the bartender for the bill.

There was only the price of the first glass of whiskey on it. She smiled and said to the bartender, "Please count me for that glass of Scotch whiskey. This uncle and I don't know each other."

"It's okay, it's just a glass of wine." The middle-aged uncle faced Zhan Qianrui and waved to the bartender.

Zhan Qianrui shook her head, her smile deepened: "We met by chance."

After paying the bill for two glasses of wine, Zhan Qianrui leisurely left the open-air bar with a small bag in her hand, and waited in the elevator hall for the elevator back to her room.

The middle-aged uncle did not follow out, nor did he try to persuade him to stay.She still understands this, the uncle wants to hunt for beauty, but she is not the prey.

Lying back on the bed, Zhan Qianrui glanced at the photos of Xuanyou and Yinuo again.Opening the nearby Weibo, many people posted photos of encountering Yinuo.After all, she is also a big internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans, so it is not surprising that many people follow her.

The more Zhan Qianrui looked at it, the more unhappy he became, and there was a pent-up feeling in his heart.She doesn't like going to nightclubs, if Xuanyou invites her, maybe she will refuse.But she didn't ask at all, and left her alone in the hotel, which made Zhan Qianrui very disgusted.

She set her mobile phone to Do Not Disturb mode, turned on the TV and ordered a horror movie to watch.

The film was made by a Korean director, and the background of the story is also a hotel, where the ghosts look super creepy.

The big eyeballs are all white, without any black parts, the hair is messy, and the dark brown tongue sticks out a few inches long.

There is a scene where a headless ghost suddenly emerges from the bathroom. Zhan Qianrui is so frightened that he wants to go to the toilet but dare not.After drinking alcohol, I have a strong urge to urinate, and I can't help it.She finally turned on all the lights in the room, and walked tremblingly with her pillow in her arms.

Zhan Qianrui didn't sleep well all night, half asleep, half awake, always felt that there was something standing by the bed, staring at her.She huddled under the quilt, covered her head and didn't dare to move. It was a good early summer, but it turned into a severe winter for her.

Early the next morning, Zhan Qianrui stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, not daring to recognize herself.

There are heavy dark circles under the eyes, and two large, immature pimples appear on the forehead and under the nose.The hand felt a little painful to the touch, Zhan Qianrui cursed to himself, and the blame was naturally on Xuanyou's head again.

Xuanyou opened his eyes and sent Zhan Qianrui a message, but Zhan Qianrui didn't reply after washing and getting dressed.

She thought Zhan Qianrui was sleeping, but after swiping her card to enter the door, she saw that the quilt was rolled up, but there was no one on the bed.After calling several times but no one answered, Xuanyou couldn't help feeling a little worried, and planned to go to the restaurant to see if Zhan Qianrui had breakfast there.

As soon as Xuanyou walked to the door, he saw Zhan Qianrui sitting on the window seat, poking a small sausage with a fork.For some unknown reason, Zhan Qianrui couldn't poke it, even after trying it several times, she was so angry that she put down the fork, grabbed the sausage and stuffed it into her mouth.

Xuanyou watched from a distance, a smile spread from the corner of his mouth.

Her appearance is too ferocious, eating sausages actually gives her the sense of sight of eating a child.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Qianrui suddenly raised his head, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

Xuan You greeted her with a smile, but Zhan Qianrui rolled his eyes unexpectedly.

Then, Zhan Qianrui lowered his head and continued to poke another sausage.

Xuanyou went to sit opposite her and sat down: "Woke up so early today?"

After Zhan Qianrui doesn't go to work, he rarely wakes up at this point.Zhan's father, Zhan's mother accommodated the two of them, having breakfast with Xuanyou in the morning, and eating with Zhan Qianrui two hours later.

"That's right, someone like you who sings every night, of course can't get up so early." Zhan Qianrui didn't even lift his head, pretending that Xuanyou didn't exist.

Xuan You asked the waiter to serve a cup of black coffee, and said with a light smile, "It's not night, it's just yesterday night."

Zhan Qianrui glanced at her, raised a fork and tapped on the white porcelain plate: "One night is not enough, how many more nights do you want? Do you want to be the boss? If not, let me!"

Xuanyou was amused by her appearance.She turned her face to the side, covering her smiling mouth with her hands.

Damn it, it's this angle again, it's really irritatingly beautiful!