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Chapter 340: Broken 5

[Volume 1]

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"Breathe~blow~"

Chen Ming took a deep breath in the elevator, then stood up and walked out of the elevator. As soon as he entered the third floor corridor of the Imperial Hotel, Chen Ming was immediately dumbfounded; now he looks like

Like a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time, he was completely lost in it.

The splendid decoration, the noble red carpet, and the faint smell of perfume. It is no exaggeration to say that the toilets in other five-star hotels are probably much cleaner than Chen Ming's home. He has never been to such a high-end hotel

This is my first time here. In the words of a country bumpkin, I have learned a lot today!

Room 301 is not far away, just walk about three meters after walking out of the elevator, and Room 302 is right next door. Now Chen Ming is standing at the door of Room 302, with his raised right hand hesitating for a long time and not daring to knock.

Go down; who knows what Yifan will see behind this?

Anyway, it's a good thing to never come back. If he really goes in, Chen Ming is afraid that he won't be able to control himself and will fall in. The picture that appears in his mind at this moment is a bunch of little brats stretching out their hands to call him daddy.

They asked for diapers and milk powder. Zhao Lingda was beside her, with two devil horns on her head and a whip in her hand, waving it constantly.

"Hey~"

Thinking of this, Chen Ming couldn't help but shudder. He quickly took back his right hand and turned around to leave. However, Zhao Lingda's devil-like voice suddenly appeared in his mind, "If you dare not come, you guy will have class tomorrow."

By that time, he will be dead!"

Shivering again, Chen Ming turned around again. His right hand was raised and put down, raised and put down again. Now he is in a dilemma; to use a Sichuan saying, he

Now there is yellow mud rolling down my crotch, it is death or death, it is death or death!

"Oh God! Please give me some instructions!" Chen Ming had no choice but to rely on the god in the sky who didn't know whether he existed or not.

"Pap~"

At this moment, God seemed to have heard the prayer of Chen Ming, a believer who had become a monk on the way, and the instructions came. Because, the door of 302 suddenly opened at this moment. And Miss Zhao Lingda, who had Chen Ming's biggest headache and was the most helpless, that

A face that was beautiful, but looked like a devil in Chen Ming's eyes, poked out with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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