"Huh? Meiqing, a small hotel, what small hotel? Hurry up and tell me."
Huang Xiajia's eyes instantly widened, as if she had discovered a new continent, looking towards Long Meiqing.
"Cousin, did you hand yourself over to this guy?"
Liang Ziming blinked as well, staring incredulously at Long Meiqing and Qin Yang.
At this moment, Zhou Wenyu's handsome face had already darkened.
"No, you little devil, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Long Meiqing blushed and gave Liang Ziming a flick on the forehead.
"Meiqing, come on, tell us what's going on, are you even keeping it from me?"
Huang Xiajia held onto Long Meiqing's arm with a gossiping look and said.
"That day, I got injured on a mission, so Qin Yang took me to a hotel to treat my wounds."
Long Meiqing explained.
"Treat wounds, at a hotel?"
Huang Xiajia asked with a strange expression.
"Cousin, this excuse is too weak. Why not go to a hospital, but treat in a hotel instead?"
Liang Ziming was evidently in disbelief, saying.
