Chapter 87: Festival

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when opening the room at the front desk, chu yi behaved very well-behaved.

you can't say that.

in fact, he has always been very well-behaved.

i just can't remember where my home is, and it's easy to forget things, which makes people think he's very difficult to deal with, and think he's talking back.

but then qin yiheng said anything, and he answered it well.

is it okay to ask him if he doesn't go home to the hotel? he said yes.

asked if he had any requests for the hotel, he said no.

can he ask him about this hotel? he said yes.

ask him do you know who you are? he said my name was chu yi, and added another thank you after he said it.

"sir, please show your id." when i arrived at the front desk of the hotel, the front desk lady said to qin yiheng.

still the same as just now, chu yi looked afraid that qin yiheng would slip away, and clutched qin yiheng's clothes.

qin yiheng held out his hand to chu yi again: "id card." "

chu yi took the id card out of his pocket again.

when qin yiheng handed it to the front desk lady, the front desk lady said: "if both gentlemen want to live, they need to provide the id cards of the two." "

qin yiheng shook his head, "i don't live." "

the front desk lady should be good, chu yi suddenly took a step forward, lay on the table, and said to the front desk lady: "he lied to people." "

the front desk lady looked up: "huh? "

the expression of the lady at the front desk was obviously embarrassed, he first looked at chu yi, and then looked at qin yiheng, and said politely: "sir, i'm sorry, cooperate with our work." "

qin yiheng still said, "i don't live, i'll send him up and down." "

the lady at the front desk turned her head to look at chu yi, and chu yi shook her head and said in a breathless voice, "he lied to you." "

qin yiheng: "..."

qin yiheng did not intend to go around on this, so he had to take out his id card.

the room opened quickly, and under the guidance of the staff, qin yiheng took chu yi upstairs.

the process of going upstairs is honest, although the walking is a little slower, but basically can walk on their own.

when he reached the door, qin yiheng opened the door and helped chu yi push the door open.

"okay," qin yiheng handed the room card to chu yi, "go inside and sleep." "

chu yi did not pick up, nor did he want to go in, he looked at qin yiheng and asked, "won't you go in?" "

qin yiheng asked chu yi, "what am i going to do when i go in?" "

chu yi approached qin yiheng a little and whispered, "i saw it, you also gave me an id card, you want to sleep with me." "

qin yiheng: "..."

chu yi looked like you weren't shy, went forward and pushed the door open, and made a gesture of please: "welcome!" "

qin yiheng thought about it and walked in.

he had planned to finish plugging in the card and leaving, but he didn't expect it, and when he stepped into the room, chu yi closed the door.

what qin yiheng didn't know was that in chu yi's memory, he had been dealt with as a voluntary sexual encounter.

after all, qin yiheng and he came to the hotel and registered the id cards of two people downstairs.

isn't that enough to say anything?

chu yi understood too well.

although he was shy inside, the good thing of wine gave chu yi great courage.

coupled with the shattered memories, chu yi said everything at night.

in qin yiheng's recollection, he was completely deceived into bed by chu yi.

as for why he was tricked into going to bed, he couldn't tell himself.

obviously, he had always refused.

but he didn't know how, refused, and pressed the man to the bed.

also put people on.

more than once.

however, in chu yi's memories, he was a very ordinary sexual encounter, met a super handsome handsome guy, and then with others.

by the time he woke up the next day, the man he had met the night before was no longer around.

except for the mess on the bed and on the floor in the room, it proved that he had messed up with others yesterday, and everything else was normal.

when he was fully awake, all his perceptions gradually warmed up.

the brain is chaotic and chaotic, chaotic and chaotic, and cannot be strung together.

some things can be remembered, some things can be forgotten.

but there were two things that he felt really.

first, he was cool.

second, his ass hurts.

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