Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

This hotel is the most luxurious four-star hotel in the county.

Although it has four stars, its hardware condition is not very good.

The old elevator, the deep red carpet with complicated patterns in the corridor, and the faint musty smell floating in the air, all reveal a sense of age.

When He Yunting first arrived, he had checked the environment here.

If he lives by himself, he doesn't think there is a problem at all. He once studied in country M, and he lived in worse ones.

But to live with his precious brother, he became picky.

Not satisfied here, not satisfied there, for fear of wronging Qiao Yi, he wished Heshi International could build a five-star hotel in the county every minute.

But there's nothing I can do if I'm not satisfied. In the entire county, only this hotel can be seen a little bit, and the others...

If Qiao Qiao is allowed to live in that kind of shabby guest house, then it doesn't matter if this movie is not filmed.

"The accommodation conditions here are not good. If you are not used to living here, I will buy you an RV."

As soon as he got out of the elevator, He Yunting discussed this issue with Qiao Yi in a serious manner.

She grew up in an orphanage, and she has never experienced any hardships. This environment is many times better than her before.

Qiao refused in a hurry: "Brother, if you have too much money to spend, you can give it to me, and I will help you share it. Really, I am an expert at spending money. You have to believe in my professional strength."

Qiao Yi spoke seriously, almost making He Yunting laugh angrily.

He was talking to her about business, but the little guy interrupted me.

Wen Jia, who was following behind, said hello, they are all brothers, why is there such a big gap?

He Yunting wants to buy a car for Qiao Yi. And her? He asked his brother for money, but he refused to buy VIP tickets for Zhang Zhujiu's concert.

Same world, different brothers.

Baby I'm so miserable...

Song Bai took the room card and led the way, while Qiao happily pulled He Yunting to follow.

Seeing that the little guy didn't feel any discomfort, He Yunting was relieved.

His younger brother is amazing, and he doesn't complain about such a simple condition. When he returns home after filming, he will definitely make it up to her.

"Brother, did you have dinner when you came? My manager said we're going out to eat together. Let's go together."

Qiao Yi was warmly inviting, when Song Bai swiped his card and opened the door.

A familiar spicy aroma instantly invaded Qiao Yi's nostrils.

"Westin?"

The sharp-eyed Joe saw the familiar blue logo on the dining table.

"Master Joe, the boss knows that you haven't eaten much at noon, so he packed all your favorite dishes from Westin for you."

Song Bai quickly opened the packing boxes one by one.

In an instant, a 1.8-meter-long dining table was filled to the brim.

There are all her favorite spicy chicken and Maoxuewang.

The aroma wafted into her nose continuously.

I can hardly contain my saliva.

"Brother, how did you do it? It will take more than three hours to drive here from the imperial capital, why is the food still hot?"

A smug look crossed He Yunting's expressionless ice face.

"Master Qiao, the boss came by helicopter."

Song Bai said truthfully.

!

Helicopter delivery?

Joe was shocked.

Mom, this operation is so coquettish!

Qiao Yi's girl's heart was beating wildly.

This is too warm.

The big devil turns into a warm man in seconds, how did he do it.

If this continues, she may not be able to control herself from falling in love with him!

Seeing that her expression was frozen, He Yunting explained somewhat unnaturally: "He Er has something to do, Xiaoyu and Uncle Jiang have returned to the old house, and there is no one in the villa, so I just came to see you for dinner."