She actually had the urge to commit herself to him!

I really want to marry him!

I really want to have sex with him in the supreme presidential suite!

"Sir, please come this way."

The young lady at the front desk excitedly and nervously led Zhang Chen to the special elevator of the Supreme Presidential Suite.

The two of them walked to the elevator. The young lady at the front desk reached for the room card in Zhang Chen's hand and said, "I'll help you swipe the card."

While taking the room card, his slender fingers gently rubbed the back of Zhang Chen's hand.

Zhang Chen noticed the other party's small movements and calmly pretended not to know.

He is very aware of his own charm!

With his good looks, more than 90% of girls are willing to date him!

Plus get this one-yuan room card!

Ninety-nine percent of girls are willing to spend a wonderful night with him in the Supreme Presidential Suite!

Zhang Chen walked into the elevator.

The young lady at the front desk looked at the slowly closing elevator door with a look of disappointment on her face!

She walked back to the front desk, and the other front desk lady beside her also noticed her little movements just now, and said with a joking smile, "Are Brother Shenhao's hands slippery? Are they easy to touch?"

If she hadn't been beaten first, she would have wanted to lead the way for that little brother, and then take the opportunity to tease him!

"You still dare to laugh at me. Your eyes are about to fall to the ground. If it were you, you would just pull up your collar to seduce him!"

"Don't tell me, I really have the urge to open my collar for him!"

"Hey, let's stop dreaming. Brother Shenhao is handsome and rich, and I don't know how many prodigal men have already stared at me!"

The two ladies at the front desk took advantage of the fact that there were no customers and were discussing Zhang Chen like crazy!

Zhang Chen took the dedicated elevator directly to the Supreme Presidential Suite.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, a uniformed OL in her thirties was already waiting next to her.

I have met before. My name is Yang Ying. She is the exclusive butler of the Supreme Presidential Suite. Her appearance and figure are above 85.

"Good evening Mr. Zhang, may I prepare a midnight snack for you?"

Yang Ying bowed slightly and asked, revealing a patch of snow-white collar, and the buttons of her shirt were almost broken!

The lighting in the corridor was soft and a little more sentimental, making Zhang Chen couldn't help but take a second look.

However, he would not regard the exclusive butler of the Supreme Presidential Suite as a special service lady!

Actually.

Most of the people who stay in the Supreme Presidential Suite are celebrities, dignitaries or executives of listed companies. They are basically respectable people who bring their own teams.

The exclusive butler mainly provides detailed services such as ordering food, travel, and introduction to smart home use.

Even if some rich second generations stay in the supreme presidential suite, they will always bring their female companions with them!

Yang Ying has almost never met Zhang Chen alone.

"No, I'm going to rest. Miss Yang should also rest early." Zhang Chen said with a charming smile.

In fact, the dedicated butler is also very tiring.

For the price of one yuan per night, the service is naturally very good, and the dedicated butler is almost always on call.

"Good night Mr. Zhang, I wish you sweet dreams." Yang Ying said politely.

Zhang Chen returned to the room, took out his mobile phone and sent Song Qiaoqiao a WeChat message, "We're here!"

When they separated just now, Song Qiaoqiao asked him to say something when he arrived.

Song Qiaoqiao: "Go to bed early."

Zhang Chen: "You should also go to bed early."

Song Qiaoqiao: "I had a lot of fun today, thank you."

Zhang Chen: "Professional service for a hundred years, you can't buy it and suffer losses, you can't buy it and you can't be fooled. Remember to give it a five-star praise!"

After five or six minutes, Song Qiaoqiao did not reply.

Zhang Chen thought the other party had gone to bed, so he was going to take a bath first.

Ding dong.

I received a WeChat message from Song Qiaoqiao: "No need to bring me breakfast tomorrow, and don't come to school to find me."

Zhang Chen was slightly stunned, and without asking any more questions, he replied with one word, "Okay."

He closed WeChat and opened Maoya Live to see if Super God Guangfeng had any gifts for him.

He and Qianshan Muxue are still number one in the consumption list and gift list of the Star Making Project.

Zhang Chen didn't watch the live broadcast. He threw the phone lock screen on the bed and went to take a shower.

The other side.

Song Qiaoqiao was lying on the bed tossing and turning.

Just came back.

The three roommates were chattering and asking about her and Zhang Chen!

It was hard to get past them.

Every detail of today's encounter with Zhang Chen flashed through Song Qiaoqiao's mind.

This is her first love!

Sweet and beautiful.

Zhang Chen is an impeccable boyfriend!

Tall, handsome, and good-looking.

The cooking is super delicious.

The piano is better than her!

Still a rich second-generation super rich!

And he especially loves girls!

A man who is so perfect that no girl can refuse him!

She thought about what Zhang Chen said about having many girlfriends!

She is afraid of falling directly into it and becoming one of Zhang Chen's many girlfriends!

This is not the love she longs for!

She told herself that the relationship between them was just a transaction and a game.

But she felt that she was about to sink!

The moment when Zhang Chen and I walked into the dormitory building respectively.

She suddenly had the idea in her heart that it would be great if Zhang Chen called her to stop him!

So she is afraid!

She was afraid that she would sink completely and be unable to escape!

If you let him be your boyfriend for one more day.

She has no confidence that she can leave the other party!

So she made up her mind and sent Zhang Chen a message not to come to him tomorrow.

When she saw Zhang Chen replied with the word "good".

I couldn't help but shed tears.

Covering her mouth, she cried silently in bed.

Half an hour passed.

She looked at her phone blankly, then clicked on Zhang Chen's WeChat to delete her friend.

But I couldn’t bear to delete it and closed the interface.

Repeatedly click on the interface to delete friends.

Finally.

Song Qiaoqiao sent a message to Zhang Chen: "I think it's a huge loss. You should come over and bring me breakfast tomorrow and continue to be my boyfriend until 3:15 in the afternoon."

She told herself!

You’ve already paid for it anyway!
To be continued...