The handsome man's eyes momentarily flashed a trace of strangeness, curved his eyes without traces of a smile, and nodded, "Are there any more rooms available?"
"There is! There are!" Open the B&B, send and welcome, according to reason, see people also enough, but like in front of such a own a special temperament of the handsome man, Zhaozhao or the first time to see.
The man followed Zhao Zhao, to the lobby, a walk in, the windows are clear, standing in front of the counter, through the glass folding door can see the scenery of the courtyard, and even a little far away from the Erhai Lake, all look into the eyes.
However, the man's line of sight, steeply stopped in the courtyard gable porch on the bamboo gabion chaise longue, instantly, a flash of light.
"Sir, this our B&B has a pre-occupancy concordance, would you look at it and see if you can accept it?" Zha Zhao handed over a concordance, although she didn't know why the owner would set such a strange concordance, but from the time she started working here, there had never been an exception.
Any guest who stayed here had to have agreed to the concordat first.
The man's long and slender fingers took the agreement, a little puzzled ... Rather strange rules, but I have not heard of it, which stay in the hotel hotel or bed and breakfast, there will be a pre stay concordance.
But there is no harm, he roughly looked at it, vaguely some understanding, before the Internet broke the news of the young couple, how was that woman from this bed and breakfast out of the door.
Zha Zhao looked at the man in front of her somewhat nervously, the actual is really too Mrs. Handsome! She was still worried about what to do if the big handsome man didn't agree to that concordance.
In Zhao Zhao's eyes, this is the real-life version of the domineering president in the romance TV series ah!
While she was worried and entangled, a low voice rang out:
"Got a pen?"
"Ah? ... have!" Zha Zhao hurriedly handed up a pen, happiness was written on his face.
Black letters on white paper, the name of the dragon flying, quickly signed.
When the little girl buried her head to check in, the man only looked sideways to the outside, the courtyard gable porch on the chaise longue, was blown by the wind swinging back and forth, his handsome face, cut thin lips tracelessly hooked.
"What are you looking at, sir?"
"It's a nice view here. That recliner is quite interesting, can I use it too? Quite interesting."
"Ah, that recliner, no no, not this one. That's exclusive to our boss. The boss has to lie on it every day to sunbathe and nap ah." The straightforward Zha Zhao, on the contrary, said everything, without any heart at all.
The man's black eyes had a flash of refined light, but called out for emotions to be seen, "Oh, that's so," on his handsome face, there was a hint of pity, "So that's your boss's recliner, that can't be helped." After saying that, he and the assistant with the small flat head behind him, took their curtsey and headed for the stairs.
Checking in was already in the middle of the day, and by the window on the second floor, the man took a shower, re-changed into a clean set of casual clothes, and stood by the window, quietly looking out the window at the chaise lounge under the gable porch.
"Boss ..."
"Zheng, said, here, do not call me boss."
"This ... not called boss, called what ah?"
"Just call me by my name."
Although the man by the window was talking to the henchmen behind him, his eyes had never left the chaise longue, and from his angle, he could vaguely see half of the body on the chaise longue.
Suddenly, the man in the chaise longue was seen to move and rise with a full swallow. The man by the window stepped back towards the curtains, raised his arm to glance at his watch, "Zheng, go buy some food and send it up, I'm not going downstairs for dinner." He didn't go downstairs, naturally he had other plans.
The recliners downstairs were empty at the moment.
The sky was gradually getting darker.
The woman that Zhao Zhao called "Boss", after finishing dinner, slowly returned to the courtyard, as usual, when she walked to the glass door, her steps paused, and with a hint of doubt in the bottom of her eyes, she looked at the chaise longue on the gable porch, which was swaying back and forth... ...She moved her feet forward in disbelief and got a little closer, and this time, the doubt in her eyes turned into a face full of consternation.
On the supposedly empty recliner, there was a man.
And he held up her tea cup in his hand, slowly drinking tea ... can!
Slowly, the man turned his face, Sven handsome face, thin lips slowly hooked out an arc, "Hello ..." the arc of the mouth is perfect, self-reported: "Lu Mingchu. "