The car stopped slowly at the hotel door.

"Uncle Lin, you might as well follow the car back to the hospital. I can take good care of myself." Pan Hongsheng, who was originally calm, suddenly felt tightened: he saw two elves wearing short skirts swaying at the door of the hotel...

"Oh," Lin Zhi didn't seem to see the Su sisters. After closing the car door, he looked straight and the car started quickly and left.

As soon as Pan Hongsheng got out of the car, he was almost lost by Su Xue's heavy hug. He shouted: "Slow down... Oh, you've been a lot..."

"Hate! You dare to say it!" Su Xue shouted angrily: "If you hadn't left us two, how could I have eaten and drunk at the embassy to relieve my sorrows!"

Only then did Pan Hongsheng realize that Miss Su Xue would use this method to relieve her boredom. Seeing that her slightly plump figure is actually more charming and feminine than before. The purity of the girl and the mellowness of the adult woman gave him a refreshing feeling.

Su Ya is still the same. She seems to keep a certain distance in front of her sister and Pan Hongsheng every time. I don’t know whether this distance is deliberately or naturally generated, which makes Pan Hongsheng feel a little regretful in the warm and fragrant embellished embrace.

"You are finally back." Su Ya seemed to be trying her best to maintain her normal speaking speed and tone, but she obviously failed. Her tears fell down: "Do you know we are all worried about you? Why don't you call us a single call? Do you know..."

Before she could finish her words, she was already wrapped in Pan Hongsheng's warm chest: "I'm not meant, baby."

"You are bad, you are bad, you are bad!" Su Ya kept twisting her body in his arms. The static electricity generated by the friction between the two of them seemed to burn the air around her, but it also ignited Su Xue beside her.

"Cough cough!" Su Xue seemed to have a few dry coughs inadvertently. Although the sound was very concealed, it was very obvious. During these few dry coughs, Su Ya quickly broke away from Pan Hongsheng's embrace.

"Let's go in." Pan Hongsheng shrank his neck: "It's cold here, don't wear skirts! It's not in China."

"Yes..." Su Xue finally couldn't hold back: "I also think it's very cold, the weather here is so weird!"

The three of them walked towards the hotel talking and laughing. When the elevator door opened, Pan Hongsheng's cell phone rang. It turned out to be Zhao Qing's phone number.

"Hongsheng, are you okay?" Zhao Qing's slightly trembling voice came from the other end of the phone: "I know you are going to perform the mission again..."

"Your voice is a little trembling. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Pan Hongsheng suddenly had a nurse in his mind and became sensitive.

"I don't know what happened. My body seems a little uncomfortable, but it's not a big deal. Don't worry. I'll go to the hospital for a checkup later. You should pay more attention! It's not as good as in China, so don't be reckless!" Zhao Qing's voice was still so sexy, a little hoarse, like a mellow chocolate pouring on Pan Hongsheng's esophagus. A warm feeling spreads from the inside out in her stomach, and her face turned slightly red.

A female actress who is praised by the audience as the "sexy goddess of the century" once said: "Whether a woman is sexy or not depends on how much she dares to show off or what kind of outstanding actions she dares to do, but her sexy temperament.

Zhao Qing is the kind of woman who is sexy and intellectual in her bones, with the rationality and maturity that young girls do not have, and a feminine taste formed by time precipitation.

After turning off the phone, Pan Hongsheng felt that the atmosphere in the elevator changed a little, and the air seemed to have become a little colder. The warm and hot state of the three of them just now suddenly decreased to a higher level.

At this time, the background music played in the hotel lobby slowly penetrated into his ears. It was the song "When men and women fall in love" by Medifoster, a famous European bass bel canto singer.

The low, sexy and metallic singing lingers in the hotel with a golden halo. A slightly decadent beauty and blues romantic rhythm make everyone in the hotel seem to be excited. This excitement is not on the surface, but on the most secret and sensitive part in the heart.

It is said that Medifoster, an old woman, has been depressed all her life. Since she sang this song, she has become a singer with all the seats in the world. She can have breakfast with Pavarotti and others, and she has her own school and record company...

There is also a joke that is familiar to all Swiss people. It is said that when the song was first played on the radio, dozens of couples in love with each other in the country had adult relationships. This joke spreads through ten or ten times. I don’t know if it is true, but the enthusiasm of the big-nosed foreigners is always there.

"Oh!" Su Ya suddenly screamed and covered her mouth with her hand: "There is only one room..."

"Ah?" Su Xue stared at Pan Hongsheng with a complicated look: "What should I do?"

"What's this? Sleep together!" Pan Hongsheng squeezed his head between the two women with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm a mature man with traditional morality and a complete ethical worldview. I know what to do and what not to do..."

"Go to die!" Su Xue gave him a blank look in dissatisfaction, pulled her sister's hand and shook it: "Sister, this..."

"It's okay," Su Ya smiled at her meaningful smile. At this time, the elevator opened and three men came out in a row.

The room was made of rose-colored walls, rose-colored bed sheets, and black velvet pillows. As soon as Pan Hongsheng stepped in, a clear fragrance came to him. This fragrance only belonged to the girl.

Sitting on the soft bed, the fatigue of running around for several days and fighting instantly wrapped Pan Hongsheng, and his sleepiness was like a ball of fire, making his upper and lower eyelids disharmonious.

"No sleep!" Su Xue twisted his arm: "Tell me, what interesting things have happened these days?"

"Oh, my little aunt..." Pan Hongsheng forced his eyes to open and begged: "You let me sleep for a while, my mind is almost glued..."

"I don't care! I haven't seen each other for so long, so I've been busy sleeping as soon as I meet?" Su Xue couldn't help but feel angry when she saw the other party lowering her head and yawning again: "Do you really yawn at us?"

"Xiaoxue, don't do this..." Su Ya gently pulled her arm: "Hongsheng is so tired. He must have been in a dangerous life these days. Don't make things difficult for him anymore. Let him rest. You sleep on the other side, I will separate him in the middle."

Before Su Ya could finish her speech, Pan Hongsheng had already heard thunderous snoring. He was really tired.

"I didn't even take off my clothes, shoes and socks..." Su Ya shook her head while untiing Pan Hongsheng's shoelaces.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Su Xue looked at her sister with the same look and quickly squatted down: "I'll do it."

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