C176 That Romantic Bastard

She thought so, and felt even more justified in her decision to leave.

Dadadada!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

She was stunned. Who could it be?

This was not the time for the hotel waiter to clean the room.

She turned around and looked at herself through the dressing mirror. Her hair was a little messy and her face was a little pale