Li Yan reached over to brush her hands away, then turned over and lay down, grabbing a cigarette from the bedside.
While lighting the cigarette, he also chuckled inwardly at his own hypocrisy. Even in such circumstances, he had the mood to recommend himself for a massage at the guest room department, wasn't it just because there was no business and he wanted to make some money? Speaking of making money, being massaged is certainly better than massaging others, both easier and more lucrative.
Li Yan hadn't finished smoking the cigarette when he heard a sound at the door, and he immediately opened his eyes. He remembered there were two people who could open the door and come in — it could be the cleaner or Zhang Yurong!
At this thought, Li Yan quickly threw the blanket over the girl and hid her.
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