C13 Five Rmb Room Money

Tang Chen, who was sleeping soundly, had a dream of massaging his entire body. Just as he felt comfortable and relaxed all over, the Aunt who was responsible for massaging his body instantly turned into Wu Tie, whose eyes were full of blood. She picked up a brick and smashed it on his head …

"Boom!"

"Howl!" Tang Chen, along with the blanket, fell off the bed. His head knocked against the bedside table, causing him to nearly spasm in pain.

Sitting up from the ground, Tang Chen screamed out miserably again. He immediately pulled over the quilt and made a lying posture with it to ease the pain behind him that was much more intense than being hit by a brick in a dream!

So painful!

As he walked out of the room, trembling, Tang Chen suddenly thought of something. He fished in his pocket, took out his few bills, and slowly moved them back. After pressing them in the ashtray on the bedside table, he then calmly supported the wall as he went out.

Since this guest room was decorated so well, it must be very expensive. Since he also stayed here, there was no reason for him to let someone else pay for it.

Even though five RMB was a little less, it was all he had. He shouldn't care about what he said …