C477 False woman

"Haha, you want to build up your relationship with us?" Murong Jingmian was amused by Zhan Yufei's clumsy excuse. He already said that he was chased here, and even said that he wanted to increase their relationship? How hypocritical.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhan Yufei's endurance had reached its limit.

"Nothing, I just wanted to say that we have to hurry up and leave, or else I won't be able to keep up with brother-in-law." Murong Jingmian retracted his smile, and could not help but say.

This time, Zhan Yufei did not hesitate and directly opened the back of the car door to sit with Lin Xiaoxiao.

Because Murong Jingmian had always been on guard against Zhan Yufei, Lin Xiaoxiao also instinctively reacted and resisted her.

They drove off at ten in the morning, took an hour's rest at the rest stop, ate dinner, and then continued their journey until they arrived at their destination shortly before three in the afternoon.

This was the intersection between the two cities, with many pleasant sights and simple townspeople nearby.

"Normally, a hot spring village like this must be a very good hot spring water source." When he got off the car, Guan Jiaren couldn't help but exclaim as he breathed in the fresh air.

Han Shaoming's car did not fall too far behind from them, and very quickly, Zhan Yufei also got off, and said: "Big brother Yiting, Sister Jiaren, there are a few mountains nearby that are especially famous, I heard that going to the mountains and making wishes is true."

"Really?" Guan Jiaren said with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"Of course, I've long heard that the Wishing Tree here is very effective, and that the Wishing Temple on the mountain is even more so. That's why I suggested bringing everyone here. "It's not only comfortable to soak in the hot spring, but the scenery is also fresh and beautiful. It's most suitable for people like us who have been living in the city for a long time." Zhan Yufei introduced with a smile.

Lin Xiaoxiao was also infected, his heart was thinking of when he should go up the mountain and see.

"It's getting late today. Let's go check in first." Zhan Yufei looked at everyone.

"No problem."

When they entered the hot spring resort with their luggage, the manager there welcomed them warmly.

"Boss Zhan, this household's Miss Zhan has instructed us to specially prepare this room for you." The manager said with a smile.

Zhan Yiting took the room card and looked at Zhan Yufei, then said: "Yu Fei, you must be very considerate, to be able to contact the manager here to reserve a room in such a short period of time, thank you."

"It's not hard, but all of this was done because of big brother Yiting, right?" Zhan Yufei slightly smiled, he suddenly felt that there was nothing bad about coming here to relax. As long as he could not hurt Zhan Yiting, that was fine.

"As for these two rooms, one is a couple's suite for the Miss Murong, Director Han. The other is a double room, belonging to the Miss Zhan and Miss Lin. " The manager then placed the room card in the hands of Han Shaoming and Han Shaoming.

Murong Jingmian's face changed, and said: A couple's room?

Zhan Yufei looked at her, "What's wrong? Was I not thorough enough? I thought you and Young Master Han were in love … It should be like glue. "

Murong Jingmian clenched his fists, roughly understanding that this could be Zhan Yufei trying to test whether he and Han Shaoming were real lovers or not.

Alright, you want to play tricks, right?

In any case, she and Han Shaoming had never lived under the same roof before, so what was a couple's room worth? If you want to live here, so be it!

"Of course we are. Thank you so much, Yu Fei." Murong Jingmian replied with a strange tone, only Han Shaoming was genuinely amused.

"Alright, since the rooms have been arranged, everyone should quickly put down your luggage." Guan Jiaren came out to adjust the atmosphere.

Murong Jingmian didn't argue with Zhan Yufei for the sake of being a good sister. Then, she walked in front and entered the elevator. Carrying her and his luggage, Han Shaoming ran two steps before catching up to her.

After everyone had gone to their respective rooms, they began to pack.

The atmosphere in Han Shaoming and Murong Jingmian's room was a little awkward.

"Damn that Zhan Yufei!" Murong Jingmian cursed madly the moment he entered.

He had originally thought that it would be fine if it was just a couple, but who knew that their bed was a heart-shaped waterbed? It seemed quite romantic.

"What does she mean? "I hope something happens between us, right?" Murong Jingmian said angrily.

Those who didn't know would think that Zhan Yufei was just a godly support attack that Han Shaoming had hired!

"Hehehe, actually, there's nothing wrong with that." Han Shaoming was extremely happy in his heart.

"Damn you, you pervert!" Seeing Han Shaoming's perverted look, Murong Jingmian became even angrier.

"Why are you so angry?" Han Shaoming, who had been scolded for a while, immediately became listless.

"Tell me, what should I do?" Murong Jingmian sat on the sofa that was covered with rose petals, and angrily questioned Han Shaoming.

"Since we're already here, we can't let Zhan Yufei find out that we're just pretending, right?" Han Shaoming scratched his head, as though he did not have any good methods.

"Phew, that's true." Murong Jingmian impatiently threw his high heels off.

Han Shaoming was so shocked by Murong Jingmian's violent way of taking off his shoes that he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

"What are you looking at? Do you think I'm being rude? " Murong Jingmian raised her fist to scare Han Shaoming.

"No, no. I just think you're quite charming." Han Shaoming laughed dryly, and did not dare say much.

"Tsk, a man without a temper." Murong Jingmian also didn't know what was going on with Han Shaoming. Although she was indeed angry when she said that he was at odds with her, it was still better than him accepting her fate and not chatting about anything at all right now. At the very least, she felt she was facing a living human being, not someone who had no thought of his own other than to say Yes, Yes, or Good, Good.

Murong Jingmian did not want this kind of robot-like man.

"Wuliang, let me help you pack your luggage." Han Shaoming said.

This kind of young master, who never used his own hands, had actually initiated to help Murong Jingmian tidy up his clothes.

"No need for you." Murong Jingmian glanced at him.

"You must be tired from the ride, so let me help you." Han Shaoming did not care about Murong Jingmian's objections, and directly opened the trunk.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Murong Jingmian ran over barefooted.

"Help you pack."

"I said there's no need."

"But I want to help you."

"Why did you suddenly start singing a different tune with me?"

"If you don't want me to love you, will I not love you?"

After Han Shaoming finished speaking, the entire room's aura seemed to have frozen.