Then, Tingyun took Mu Jianing to the inn that had been booked long ago.
Because it's late at night, even if there is light, the visibility is not as good as that during the day.
When going down the steps, "Be careful of the steps." Tingyun took the initiative to reach out and hold her hand and hold it tightly.
In these ten hours, his heart fell back to Mu Jianing for the first time.
Mu Jianing's chest shrank slightly, not knowing whether it was sad or happy, but turned his eyes to look at him and followed his steps.
This face is handsome and handsome, and its appearance overwhelms any male star in the entertainment industry.
Her hands were tightly held in his palms, and the temperatures of the two were intertwined. He slowed down even if he went down the steps.
For a second, Mu Jianing felt that it was unreal.
Tingyun took her to Linjiang Inn not far away.
The girl's eyebrows were frowning, and her mood was as calm as water, and she looked neither sad nor happy. She was really tired, her body was tired, and her heart was a little tired.
The navigation ends.
Tingyun stood at the same pace and said to the girl beside him, "It's this." He raised his eyes and checked the sign again.
Because this long row is full of different inns, the entry-level appearance is almost exactly the same.
"Yes." Jia Ning also looked up and wrote down the name of the inn and the difference between the door. Only here are two pots of lush copper coin grass placed on the left and right.
Tingyun pushed open the glass door with his other hand and "Be careful of the steps." He led her into it.
In the bright indoor light, he held her hand, like a happy couple.
The inn owner immediately walked around the cashier and handed out a room card with a smile, "Mr. Ting, this is your room card, 303."
He let go of Mu Jianing and reached out to take it, "Just one?"
"Isn't one of two people enough?" the boss responded with a smile, "I think you should be in and out together. The public security has not been very good recently, but if you need two, I can also provide it."
As he said that, he was about to turn around to get the room card, but Tingyun grabbed his shoulder and stopped his pace.
Tingyun frowned slightly, "What do you mean...you only opened one room for us?"
The inn owner looked at them in confusion, "..." He was speechless. He had just joined hands and was supposed to open a room?
Where can couples come to travel and live separately?
Mu Jianing was a little embarrassed. She stood aside and pursed her lips, saying nothing.
Tingyun said to the inn owner, "Open another room."
"Ah?" The boss looked surprised, then quickly came back to his senses and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the room is full and there is no room available."
After hearing this, Mu Jianing turned her eyes to look at Tingyun. Tingyun also turned her eyes to look at her. He quickly turned his eyes to look outside the door.
At this time, the inn owner said to him, "Mr. Ting, there are no rooms on the whole street. Believe me, a grand food festival will be held here in a few days, and foodies from all over the country will come."
"..." Tingyun's face was calm.
He was a little regretful that he had not booked two rooms at the beginning.
Now the reservations are all registered by real name, because she didn’t have her ID number at that time, so she thought she could add it again when she came over, but who knew that Mo Jingyao’s affairs were delayed.
Mu Jianing stood for a while, her legs were sore and tired, and she wanted to fall asleep as soon as she wanted to fall.
Tingyun turned his eyes and stretched out his hand to stroke her head, "So... I'll just make it tonight?" He glanced at her legs again, "You must be very tired. You sleep in the bed, I'll sleep in the sofa."
She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and did not refuse.
I thought to myself, what else can I do? It's already this situation.
Seeing that she did not refuse, Tingyun asked the inn owner, "Is there any medicine to cure the striking and sprain?"
"Yes." He quickly turned around and got it.
Tingyun took the medicine bottle and said, "I'll give it to you tomorrow, thank you." Then he took Mu Jianing's hand again and took her to walk towards the wooden stairs.
Mu Jianing felt sour and warm, and finally no longer calmed down. She was a little afraid to look at his eyes.