NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 197 What’s going on?
Moon Shadow Island, hotel.
Tang Muqing leaned against the table and looked up and down the whole room with critical eyes, finally stopping on a certain blond and dark-skinned man, "Is this the hotel you booked for me?"
To put it nicely, it’s called simplicity, but if it’s not so nice, it’s called poverty.
When had he, Tang Muqing, ever stayed in a hotel with such conditions?
Ah, no, the safe house that Gin took him out to pay for was worse than this.
Hearing this, Fang Gu Ling had no expression on his face, "This is the best hotel in Yueying Island. I don't have any objection if you want to sleep on the street."
There are so many things.
Tang Muqing looked at Shang Jiangu Ling's calm gaze, tilted his head and looked for a long time before finally taking out his cell phone and dialing the regent's number, "Uncle Hecheng."
"Ah, Xiao Qing, are you okay with calling me so late?" The middle-aged man's calm voice came from the mobile phone, which seemed to be a little sleepy.
Tang Muqing sighed softly and lowered his voice, "Uncle Hecheng, I heard that you have some intention of cooperation with the village chief of Yueying Island?"
"Yueying Island? Ah yes, there is." Tang Mu Hecheng leaned on the bedside, tilted his head and yawned. He was a little confused about what his eldest nephew was going to do, "You are going to Yueying Island to play. ?"
"I'm on Yueying Island now, but the place I'm staying in is so shabby." Tang Muqing smiled at Jiang Guling and spoke softly into his cell phone, "Uncle Hecheng, next time I come to Yueying Island, I can stay in our own hotel. ?"
Tang Muhecheng:...
If not, will they come to your door with gin and a gun? !
Tang Mu Hecheng gritted his teeth and tried to make his tone gentle, "Of course."
Tang Muqing smiled and thanked him softly. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Jiang Guling, "How was it? Has the assistant felt the power of money?"
Having said this, Tang Muqing tore open the luggage bag next to him, rummaged through the contents and said in a low voice with a smile, "As long as I go to the Black Rock Village Chief with Uncle He Cheng's promise, he can immediately give away the most luxurious things in his home." He cleaned up his bedroom and invited me to live in it, and even... if he was a little bit sinister, he could send his engaged daughter to warm my bed, do you understand?"
But unfortunately, he looked at the Black Rock Village Chief as if he was the next to die, which was unlucky.
Fang Gu Ling's eyelids twitched, and he raised his chin toward the window, "Then you go."
"Ah, how could Mr. Amuro just let me go like this?" Tang Muqing threw the bed sheet and quilt cover in the bag on the bed, leaned at the table and looked at Rei Fukiya, "Mr. Amuro will accompany me tonight. How can I go to someone else? But now I have a problem."
Under Fangtani Ling's slightly puzzled gaze, Tang Muqing spread his hands innocently, "I don't know how to change the sheets and quilt covers. I'm going to trouble Mr. Amuro."
Jianggu Ling:......
He, the undercover police officer, is a member of Codename.
But ever since Rum lent him Gin, and then Gin was lent to Tang Muqing, he has been reduced to a driver, nanny, and delivery boy.
Fang Guling took a deep breath, "The sheets and quilt covers have been disinfected and are very clean."
"I don't." Tang Muqing refused decisively, seeming to dislike it, "I don't like to sleep where others have laid down. Of course, if it's a beauty's bed, I can accept it."
Fangtani Rei closed his eyes and clenched his molars together tightly.
When can he send Tang Muqing to prison?
The blond man closed his eyes and meditated for a long time. Finally, he picked up the sheets and quilt cover with a cold face, frowned and changed up and down the bed in the hotel room in front of him.
The door panel was knocked lightly, and the knocking sound came from close to the ground.
Tang Muqing walked over and opened the door, looking down at the boy standing outside the door, "Conan, aren't you going to sleep?"
The primary school student raised his head and looked at Tang Muqing, blinking, "Sister Xiaolan asked me to come and see if Brother Tang Mu is feeling well. By the way..."
Conan looked inside the room and wondered, "Why is there only one bed in the room here?"
Their room has a tatami, so it can sleep several people.
Tang Muqing looked back at the bed and the carpet beside the bed, thought for a moment before nodding, "Mr. Amuro sleeps on the carpet, and I sleep on the bed. This is perfect."
Hearing this, Conan couldn't help but frown.
He raised his head and looked at the gentle smile on Tang Muqing's face, and tentatively made a suggestion, "How about letting Brother Amuro live with us? Our room is very big."
Tang Muqing shook his head, "No, Mr. Amuro wants to live with me, and he has to cover me with a quilt at night."
As soon as the words fell, the sound of a man shaking the quilt was heard behind him. The anger was suppressed in his heart and he could not vent it, so he could only sulk.
Conan thought for a while, and the invisible little light bulb on his head suddenly lit up, "Brother Tangmu and brother Amuro live with us, let sister Xiaolan come live here."
perfect!
Tang Muqing couldn't help but sigh, bent down and patted Conan on the head, looking at Conan like a child, "Baby, many things in this world are not always the harder."
Conan blinked, "Huh?"
"For example, a bed." Tang Muqing turned around and walked towards the house, unbuttoned his shirt, took off the watch from his wrist and put it on the table, "If you are worried that Mr. Amuro won't sleep well on the floor, why not take advantage of me to take a shower?" Please help me persuade Mr. Amuro that he can actually occupy the other half of the bed."
With that said, the man slowly pulled off his shirt and walked into the bathroom holding his own bath towel.
Conan looked at Tang Muqing's back and couldn't help but frown.
Wait, why does a rich second generation like Tang Muqing, who is extremely weak, have muscles on his body? !
Did you exercise specifically to hold up your suit?
Or... was it tempered by some shameful criminal incidents?
Conan frowned and thought for a long time, stretched out his hand to pull the stool next to him and sat on it. Then he looked at the man beside him who had changed the sheets and quilt covers and was arranging his own clothes. "Brother Amuro, Brother Tangmu is right, this bed is so It’s big, you can sleep on the other side, it’s more comfortable than sleeping on the ground.”
At this point, Conan hugged the back of the chair, pressed his chin on the edge, and softly persuaded, "You don't have to worry about Brother Tang Mu being angry. He is really gentle and will not deduct your pay just because of this kind of thing."
Jianggu Ling:......
Fukitani Rei slapped his palm on the floor, squatted on the ground and looked at the serious-looking primary school student. He thought for a while before explaining, "Mr. Tang Mu has a good relationship with Officer Obara, and I have a good relationship with Officer Obara. Isn't this right?" Great."
Conan tilted his head in confusion, "They are all men, so what's wrong? As long as you have a clear conscience, it will be fine. Besides, Brother Ohara won't be angry."
Moreover, it is true that Tang Muqing and Officer Obara have a good relationship, but they are not the lovers that others imagine, right?
Jianggu Ling's purple-grey eyes instantly turned gray. He lowered his head and silently spread his poor floor neatly. His voice was barely audible, "You have a clear conscience..."