The two of them finished their meal in silent agreement and returned to the bed to rest.
Both had already become intimate, and Zhao Qing felt it was rather troublesome to still wear a bathrobe to sleep at night.
So, she simply took it off, while Zhang Hao was just wearing a pair of boxer shorts, which was the only piece of fabric on him.
The ejected He Chao grumbled all the way.
"How could you two be so useless, unable to deal with just one person?"
"Big Brother, that kid, he must know some martial arts, he took us down the moment we started."
"Moreover, he seemed to be prepared in advance. Although the room card was inside the room, he had an extra one."
He Chao was almost grinding his molars to dust, unable to understand how Zhang Hao could think even more thoroughly than him.
The car stopped by the roadside, and He Chao felt his jacket pocket, only to discover it was completely empty.
Where was that box!
It was gone.
