Pampered wife in her arms: President, spoiled

Chapter 334 I'll Just Have Her
Without saying anything, the man's face remained calm, as if he was always outside and cold.

Directly, "I like it, either in the car, or just go in!", choking all Wen Qing's ready-to-objection voices.

I could only try my best to suppress my urge to curse, complied, and was pulled in by him.

As soon as I entered the door, a waitress greeted me, "Hello, please, do you book a room or need other services!"

Wen Qing kept her head down and stood sideways beside Huo Ziyan, probably due to psychological effects. In fact, just looking at the appearance of the hotel, it is no different from other high-end hotels, but she always feels that the waiters here have some deep meaning in their eyes.

And isn't coming here to book a room tonight?What other services are needed!Sure enough, it's not a serious place as the Post Bar said.

Of course Huo Ziyan noticed Wen Qing's awkwardness at the moment, holding her palm, he could feel her nervousness.

He smiled quietly, let go of her hand, and unexpectedly hugged her horizontally.

Wen Qing kept her head down and stared at the ground, but she didn't see the man's movements. Suddenly, she was lifted up by the man in the air, and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

"Ah... what are you doing?"

Huo Ziyan didn't answer her question, and directly pointed in the direction of the waiter, and handed over the certificate with the hand across the woman's shoulder,

"I just have her, no need for any service! Just give us a room on the 12th floor!"

The man's bold words made Wen Qing blush, and she buried her entire face in the crook of his neck, not wanting to see other people staring at them.

Although this is New York, they open rooms in the hotel at night, and it is still "this kind of" hotel, saying such things.

Forget it..., shameless without him.

Even so, there was still a lot of dissatisfaction in her heart, Wen Qing held her own bag with one hand around the man's neck, covering her other hand that secretly pinched the man's shoulder hard.

Huo Ziyan could naturally feel the pain in his shoulder, but he didn't stop him, allowing her to pinch him hard, accepting her petty temper frankly.

Such an intimate move naturally attracted the attention of the waitress next to her.

American women are basically taller, so men here, even if they are very strong and burly, unless there are special requirements for marriage, engagement, or participation in activities, they seldom hug like princesses at other times.

After opening the room, she took the key and the waitress said respectfully, "Sir, this is the key to your room. Please go inside, and I will take you there!"

After finishing speaking, she bowed her waist politely, spread her right hand and pointed in the direction of the corridor ahead.

Huo Ziyan hugged Wen Qing tightly with one hand, and took the key with the other hand, "No need, I know how to get there, just go there by yourself!"

The waitress was stunned for a moment, seeing that he had been hugging the girl, not letting her go by herself at all, looking at the road ahead, she kindly reminded, "Sir, you need to pass through the road to go up to the 12th floor." It will take a certain amount of time to go through all the corridors, so you should let this lady down first!"

Although the oriental girl in his arms looks petite, she is about 165 in height, no matter how thin she is, she still has a certain weight, so just hug her...

(End of this chapter)