Li Qiang carried me into the hotel lobby.
The two of us immediately spotted a huge sign at the entrance.
"Private Plastic Surgery."
Lin Xi furrowed her brows, a face full of puzzlement, "There's even such a thing?"
Li Qiang was also taken aback, looking at the sign somewhat conflicted, "Why bother with this crap? Nowadays, even getting a knife to the face is more than many guys can stomach."
"Yeah, and imagine if it splits open during a romp? How freakin' scary would that be?" Lin Xi shook her head in Li Qiang's arms, speechless at the wonders of the world.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head, "Lili wouldn't have come here for plastic surgery, would she?"
Hearing this, Li Qiang also felt there was some logic to it, "Let's go and check out this floor."
In the elevator, Lin Xi gently patted Li Qiang's arm, "Put me down; I think my legs have some strength now."
