Zhao Xiaoying felt sweet inside, and a flush of red appeared on her pretty face.
"Yeah, Brother Xiaoshuai, can we go to the Huatian Grand Hotel now? Let's go to that same room we used before."
When she said this, it had a special meaning—the room at the Huatian Grand Hotel was a place filled with memories.
Wang Xiaoshuai also understood what Zhao Xiaoying meant and smiled, "Sure, let's go there now. I miss that place just as much as you do."
"Xiaoying, I feel so happy just being with you."
"I love you to death."
He might not have been well-educated, but that didn't stop him from charming women.
As soon as they arrived at the Huatian Grand Hotel, they went straight upstairs after getting a room, and Wang Xiaoshuai casually locked the door as they entered.
He picked up Zhao Xiaoying and walked towards the bed...
More than an hour later, Zhao Xiaoying looked at Wang Xiaoshuai with admiration and said softly with a smile, "Brother Xiaoshuai, it's so nice to have you."