"How handsome." Fu Jiu looked at that picture and whistled as an evil smile hung on the corner of her mouth.
She was just boasting about how handsome she was in the picture, but then the Almighty took away her phone and said in a low voice, "Go take your medicine."
"My phone…"
"I'm confiscating it." Qin Mo stood up and walked back to his side of the bed. He must be looking for some clothes to wear.
Having her phone taken, Fu Jiu now could only find solace in delicious food.
She then stood up and took her wallet. She asked, "Brother Mo, what do you want to eat? I will go get food."
In general, hotels offered self-service breakfast for free. Moreover, breakfast was even better in this kind of high-class hotel.
But this hotel imposed charges on their guests when they brought back food to eat in their rooms.
