Sister, I'm Sorry (MTL) [COMPLETED]

47. Looks like he has a heart attack

Bypassing the rockery pond with mountains and peaks, and then passing through the stone gates with two arched eaves, Building F of the Hot Spring Club is hidden behind a row of plane trees, and it is extremely quiet and quiet.

Shu Yun leaned on Yan Nan's shoulder, as if a worried deer had been locked away in his heart, ramming wildly all the way, not knowing whether the deer's head was safe or not.

Yan Nan's room was on the top floor of Building F, and he didn't catch a single breath until he carried Shu Yun into the bedroom and put him on the bed.

Physical strength is really good.

The design of this suite is very ingenious. It adopts a combined bedroom and hall structure. A huge landscape screen lies behind the TV cabinet, which separates the bedroom from the living room. To the south of the screen is a surprisingly wide bed. Facing the panoramic glass curtain wall facing south, the swimming pool garden and the natural scenery in the distance are unobstructed.

Shu Yun shrank and sat on the corner of the bed, staring fixedly at his hand, not daring to look around.

This person brought her here all the way. There were so many sofas and soft chairs in the living room, and they were placed on the bed. The sinister intentions were enough to imagine.

Yan Nan was originally looking out the window from the side facing her, but suddenly turned around, loosened the tie between his throat, bent over and pinched her snow-white chin. It was obviously a forced action, but his voice was very gentle:

"What service do you need, have you thought about it?"

Shu Yun moved his face away, not wanting to look directly at him, for fear of having another panic attack.

"Well...I wanted to eat fruit, but when I went to pick up the self-service fruit, I bruised my foot and couldn't get it."

Yan Nan called room service and asked to bring ten trays of fruit, freshly cut and not repeated.

Shu Yun lowered his head and caught a glimpse of his stupid appearance with one bare foot, and said:

"And a new pair of slippers."

Yan Nan hummed softly, went around to the TV cabinet to get a new pair of white slippers, squatted in front of her, took off the old one, and put on the new one on both small feet.

Shu Yun thought to himself, although he laughed at me, his service attitude and actions were still very good.

"Any more?"

The service staff surnamed Yan stood up, and after the height difference was widened, the sense of oppression that came with the male came back.

Shu Yun murmured, her cheeks burning a little: "That... I have no clothes to wear."

The girl beside the bed was wearing a snow-white bathrobe, with two thin collarbones exposed above the overlapping plackets, and a lotus-green fabric was faintly visible below. It should be a swimsuit worn when bathing in a hot spring.

Under the silent observation of the man, Shu Yun couldn't help tightening his belt, feeling that air was leaking from all over his body.

Yan Nan: "I asked someone to buy you clothes, what size?"

"what?"

The girl's innocent eyes widened, sluggish.

The always clever and cunning little girl seems to be in a daze easily in front of him recently.