Ming Ge stepped back warily, her dark eyes alert, "Mr. Gong, what are you trying to do? I'm not that kind of easy woman."
At that moment, a mobile phone was pressed to her ear, and the sweet voice of hotel customer service came through, "Hello, how may I assist you?"
Ming Ge, "..."
This is awkward, so awkward.
It turned out he was delivering a phone.
That made sense.
For a beauty like Gong Yeyan, asking the hotel to deliver women's clothing was already difficult enough.
Let alone asking the service lady for intimate apparel, such as underwear...
Thinking about it, it was indeed a crime.
"Hold it yourself."
"Oh."
Ming Ge took the mobile phone and coughed, "Hello, I would like a bra, size XXX, and another piece of intimate clothing. Please deliver them to room number..."
She looked up at him with an inquiring gaze. Forgive her for not having looked at the room number when she first came up.
Gong Yeyan spoke, "999."
Why not 666~
