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The boss of the Lover Hotel can no longer be described as skillful when receiving guests, but has become numb. Every day, a pair of men and women come in and leave with a blush on their faces. This scene has become a touch of color in his life, and it is a very single color. But today, the boss of the Lover Hotel finally knew for the first time what is colorful and what is colorful.

When Hualong took a dozen young ladies to the counter where the owner of the lover's hotel was, the old man, who was in his fifties and had few hair, took a heavy breath and counted roughly, one man and nine women, "Is this young man so strong? Is he possessed by a sexual god?" The old man was surprised.

Hualong looked at the price list posted on the hotel wall and saw that it was charged 1,000 yen per hour. At that time, he took out 10,000 yuan of banknotes and was still on the counter, saying, "Refund more and make up for it."

The old man accepted the money in surprise, took out a bamboo card with the number and handed it to Hualong. He asked in a low voice, "Young man, can you do it?" Hualong ignored him, turned around and walked upstairs according to the bamboo card number. The nine little girls behind him followed Hualong upstairs with red faces. When they all walked upstairs, the old man behind the counter shook his head, turned around and looked at the clock on the wall, and it was 11:30.

"Refund more and make up for it? Haha, I didn't expect there was such an arrogant young man." The old man thought of Hua Long's previous words and smiled a little vulgar and satisfied...^-^^-^

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