Spirit Hotel

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Shi Feixia felt as if he couldn't sleep with something in his heart. After nearly an hour of tossing and turning, he could not help but sit up and quietly turned on the bedside lamp.

The black-and-white room revealed the warmth in the dim light.

He pulled up the quilt and rubbed his body against the bed.

Isfell was asleep on his back. The long eyelashes covered the lower eyelid, and the expression was naive and soft.

Shi Feixia discovered for the first time that Isfer could have such a cute and innocent side.

The long eyelashes suddenly lifted upwards, and the dark-colored eyes first looked at the ceiling, then slowly turned to his direction as the head swayed.

Shi Feixia lay on the edge of the bed, his chin resting on the back of his hand, and smiled, "Good morning."

Isfer looked up at the time on the wall clock, then turned his head, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

"Don't sleep, let's talk." Shi Feixia lay his upper body on the bed.

Isfell didn't move.

"It's better to talk about the inverse nine?" Shi Feixia's body moved forward. "Or the history of **** is fine." Speaking of which, if there is a history lesson to help sleep.

Isfell still ignored.

Shi Feixia decided to make the last move. He took a deep breath and sang suddenly: "Alishan's girl ..."

Isfeel suddenly reached out and carried him to the bed.

...

After Shi Feixia's heart leaped for more than 300 times in a crazy state, he gradually realized what was happening—his face was clinging to his strong and broad shoulders, and his eyes were exactly where the chest was undulating. Isfield's hand was still resting on his back, and the temperature of his palm was passing through the pajamas.

"Uh." He looked up secretly, looking at the perfect side face, whispered, "I can't sleep."

Isfield closed his eyes and raised his left index finger, slightly.

The lights went out suddenly.

The room returned to darkness.

I don't know if Isfel's arms are too warm, or if he feels tired after a shock just now, and after more than an hour of sleepiness finally hits the eyelids. Shi Feixia adjusted a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.

This sleep is three hours past.

If it weren't for a rush of door bells, Shi Feixia would probably still sleep.

He opened his eyes, the room was still dark, the echo of the doorbell remained in the dream, and there was peace all around.

"Just now, did someone knock on the door?" He murmured.

"Well," Isfael replied slightly overhead.

"What about people?"

"Outside the door."

"Why is there no sound?" Isfir also got upset, so he was angry and killed the outside? But who is so unlucky?

"I used the enchantment to block the sound." He said, and the doorbell appeared frantically again.

Shi Feixia said: "Let's continue blocking."

Isfell is good at everything.

The room was restored to a quiet two-person world.

Shi Feixia moved his head slightly, as if confirming that it was indeed Isfield's arm that lay under his head.

Isfer moved.

Shi Feixia felt that a long strand of hair passed across his forehead, as soft as a peach petal that fell in spring. He swallowed nervously and broke the silence: "I don't know who rang the bell?" As soon as he said it, he regretted that he wanted to swallow all the air he had just touched.

"Rayton." Isfer gave the answer directly.

Shi Feixia froze, curiosity temporarily suppressed the confession, "What is he coming for? Is there another guest in the hotel?"

Smar's style is much more diffuse than that of Dia. In the past, when guests made reservations, Dia would hold a meeting in advance to give an overview of what guests came, what background, and what requirements. But Smar is completely self-service. Welcome the guests into the hotel and arrange the rooms. The others are self-sustaining until they leave.

In the darkness, Isfael was silent for a long while before he said, "What about your waking up?"

As soon as Shi Feixia stayed, he said, "There is no more sleep."

Isfeel made a silent note.

"Uh, should we go out and ask what happened? It wouldn't be good if we were to come to the door again." The last terrorist attack left him with a shadow in his heart.

Isfael said: "It's not an inverse nine."

Shi Feixia didn't ask how he knew. Since the last time he saw his monitoring and pumping methods, he has no curiosity and doubt about his ability.

"Then follow him." He struggled for a long time in the arms of curiosity and Isfael, and finally decided to choose arms.

Slap.

The light is on.

He had just made a difficult decision, and Isfield was ready to get up.

Shi Feixia reluctantly raised his head and asked him to withdraw his arm. "Why do you get up so early?"

"Um." Isfer stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Shi Feixia suddenly stood up, rushed to the end of the bed, and said in the direction of the bathroom: "I've fallen asleep on the floor recently."

Isfel went into the bathroom.

"That ..." I can't see anyone, but it makes it easier for him to say, "Anyway, your bed is so big that you can't sleep it all by yourself. Can you give me a little bit? Just a little, I recently Weight loss was very successful. "He waited, and was afraid that Isfeel felt that he had to go in. He would rush him back to his room and hurriedly said," If it doesn't work, hehe, I don't want to. Get up on the bed in my original room. The floor here is much safer, at least not to die. "

Water sounded from the bathroom.

Shi Feixia lay on the bed in frustration.

With so many sins in hell, why did Isfer just show apathy?

Lecherous, angry, greedy, lazy ...

These don't seem to be very good either.

For example, lascivious--

The image of Isfael sitting in the nightclub and chatting with the ladies and mothers Sang appeared in his mind.

"Uh……"

Another example is anger--

The picture turned, and it turned into Isfell kicking the table in anger, hitting his wife all over the floor.

"cough……"

Another example is greed-

My wife is gone. In front of Isfael was an endless pile of gold and silver mountains. He was sitting on it, excitedly weighing on and off.

"..."

Shi Feixia reluctantly surrendered. In contrast, indifference is actually a relatively minor crime.

The sound of water stopped.

After a while, Isfael stepped out of it.

Shi Feixia bit the quilt and looked at him pitifully.

Isfer looked at him for a long while, and said lightly, "Never get up."

...

"Yes, sir!" Shi Feixia stood up suddenly from the bed, saluting.

"No jumping around on the bed."

Shi Feixia slumped back to his original shape and smiled charmingly.

Ysfir reached out and opened the door.

Leighton fell in and stared at him sleepily. "Why are you in my room?"

Shi Feixia grinned, "Because you owed me eight million gold coins, you mortgaged my room."

"Oh. Then I'll go to sleep next door." Noah's Ark has nothing, anyway, but a lot of rooms. Leighton got up, walked only two steps outward, suddenly woke up, and turned his head: "Ah, you've opened the door?"

"No. We haven't opened the door." Shi Feixia said in a serious manner, suddenly grinning, "We are looking for you happy!"

Rayton said: "I'm not joking with you, something big happened!"

"What's the matter?" Shi Feixia came to spirit as soon as he heard the big event.

"His Royal Highness Prince Loctini is looking for you everywhere."

"..." Shi Feixia's spirit suddenly waned, and the whole person lay motionless on the bed, lazily. "Tell him that I accidentally slept and slept last night. Let him not forget me, let me rest assured."

Rayton looked embarrassed at Isfael.

Isfael glanced at Shi Feixia.

Shi Feixia pretended to be pitiful: "No?"

Isfael said: "Why are you afraid to see him?"

"I'm afraid to see him?" Shi Feixia quickly got up and sneered with his hips, "Haha, have you ever seen a cat who is afraid of cats?"

Isfer, Rayton: "..."

Shi Feixia laughed dryly: "I'm wrong, come again. Haha, have you ever seen a cat that is afraid of mice?"

Layton said: "If His Highness Loctini is a mouse, it is also a magically strong mouse."

...

Shi Feixia remembered the flaming flames in his palm, shrank his head, and obediently went to the bathroom to wash.

Because Loctini left last night negatively, Shi Feixia specially found a bunch of flowers from the warehouse to ease the atmosphere.

When he walked to the floor where Loctini was, and saw the gunpowder-stained back, he felt that this bunch of flowers was quite necessary.

Loctini suddenly turned around, and when his eyes touched him, the invisible flame of his body strung instantly or fifty meters high!

Shi Feixia's throat was dry and he couldn't help swallowing saliva. He stepped forward with a smile: "I don't know if Her Royal Highness slept well last night? This is the flower I picked for you this morning. The so-called beauty matches the hero, and the flower matches the prince This kind of flower is the most suitable to give you such a distinguished prince. Hehe. "He passed the flower and begged silently: For the sake of the flower, yesterday's affairs were so written off.

Loctini glanced at him and said coldly, "Do you know what this flower is?"

"Uh," because of the rush of time, Shi Feixia just rushed into the warehouse to pick up a bunch, not to mention the name, even the shape is now clearly seen. "I don't know the name of the flower, I just saw that the shape of the flower is so commensurate with you, so I can't help picking it for you."

"It's called Fanjun."

"Haha, the gentleman in pink really is a good name." I'm feeling lucky this time. Shi Feixia thought with relief.

"Do you know what its flower language is?"

Why does everyone like to ask flower language? Shi Feixia remembered the allusion of the last black rose and decided to remain silent this time.

"Its flower phrase is-no love association, hoping to break up. It is called the flower of breakup."

Shi Feixia's grievance turned bitter. When people are unlucky, they really get stuck in their teeth when they drink water.

Loctini gritted his teeth and said, "Very good. I'll send you Tangerine, I'll send me Fanjun ..."

"Actually, this is a misunderstanding." Shi Feixia extinguished the fire before he turned the invisible flame into a solid flame. "The flower language is imagined by people, and has nothing to do with the flower itself. You see this pink jun, bloom How beautiful and splendid it is. It is too violent to say that it is a flower of breakup. I think it should be a prince in the flower, which is both noble and elegant and gentle. I totally think that its shape meets your temperament and identity That ’s why I gave it to you, Your Highness. ”In the end, he considered whether to stare at a brighter place to squeeze a tear or two to win sympathy.

"The prince in flowers?" Loktini reached out and took the flowers from him.

Shi Feixia was quietly relieved.

A sudden cold light flashed in Loktini's eyes, "Where did you go last night?"

"Ha?" Shi Feixia looked up erratically.

Loktini let go of his face uncomfortably, "I can't sleep at night, but you're not in the room."

"Uh ..." Although it was a secret that Noah's Ark knew about living with Isfell, there was really no need to spread it to the elven world. Shi Feixia perfunctoryly said, "Just go out and cross the door."

"Lying." Rochtini's face went down suddenly.