obsessed with love

Chapter 18 Undocumented
Since there was no way to escape, Du Ruo didn't evade any more excuses, and didn't ask any more questions. He just leaned on Qiao Anming's arm and followed his walking frequency to the front desk.

He kept his face sullen all the way, but the hall lights were bright and the distance between the two of them was so close that Du Ruo had a chance to see clearly. He could see the man's facial features clearly. Eyes drooping, he began to think about his age!
Qiao Anming felt that it was a miracle for him to be able to get out of the car and help her into the hotel again, so naturally his expression was not very attentive, he just helped her to the front desk, and said coldly, "Open a single room!"

The front desk of the big hotel is naturally well-educated, and Stone is used to the men and women who come to the hotel to check in with each other in the middle of the night, so he replied very habitually: "Okay, sir, please show your ID card!"

Qiao Anming paused for a moment, then calmly said, "Just register this lady's ID card!"

"Sorry, our hotel stipulates that the documents of both men and women must be registered!" The tone of the front desk was still very polite, but it seemed that Uncle Qiao was offended, he frowned deeply, and explained patiently: "I can't stay, I just see her off Just come here, so you only need to register her ID card!"

Talking about the front desk in this way, I understand, but the posture of the two people in front of me, the woman's face is flushed, her clothes are disheveled, and she is ambiguously attached to each other. Unable to hide his curiosity, the front desk was slightly taken aback, but he turned to Du Ruo politely, and said sweetly, "Miss, please show me your ID card!"

"No..." She answered simply and directly, but the receptionist and Qiao Anming were both stunned.

"Where's your ID card?"

"In my bag, the bag is still in the box..."

"You want me to bring you to the hotel without an ID?"

Qiao Anming was really on fire. A good meal was disturbed by her, and he admitted it, and was threatened by her innocently. In the end, he came to the hotel by accident. What was even more annoying was that he could have just walked away at the hotel entrance. But for some reason, he followed her in again, and now he is holding her against the marble table wall of the hotel, behind him are guests waiting for CHECK-IN, in front of him is the smiling face and intriguing eyes of the front desk... Qiao Anming, you never care Nosy people, how could they bring themselves into such a dilemma!
The hateful thing is that because of the cup of tea, Du Ruo's waist twisted uncomfortably, and the unbearable heat felt like a prairie fire. The neck, the brows are drooping, and there is a soft moan overflowing from the corner of the mouth...

Damn it!What kind of "glue-like paint" look do these two people have!

Qiao Anming frowned again, and pushed her restless arm away, with a hint of boredom in the corner of her eyes. The front desk lady looked at the two people in front of her, with ambiguous gestures and unclear relationship, and finally she could only politely add: "That ...Sir, I'm sorry, she can't stay without an ID card!"

The customers queuing up behind were a little impatient: "What's the matter, you came here to open a room without an ID card, hello... sir, please hurry up..."

The person in his arms urged him even more urgently, his hands clasped his neck again, shaking his body anxiously and panting: "Trouble, hurry up...it's hard..."

(End of this chapter)