"The identity card and money are inside. Please bring it to the front desk and let them retrieve it themselves." Feng Ling stood by the door to speak to the security officer.
He received the items and checked both their identity card before nodding: "All right, I'll send it over for you. If there is anything you need, please call the front desk."
"All right, thank you."
Feng Ling closed the door and turned back to see that the man had sat up. He had taken off his coat and tossed it aside, and was currently struggling with the collar of his shirt. He tugged at it impatiently and forced several buttons open, revealing his seductive collarbone. The sight of him carried an ambiguous, wild, and seductive charm.
Feng Ling watched his movements and approached to pick up his coat from the ground. She folded it and placed it on the couch before turning to ask if he was sober. However, before she could speak, the man immediately fell back onto the bed.
