Upon hearing this, Han Ming exclaimed, "Wow, such a high-class place must cost a lot to stay in one night. This girlfriend has really gone all out!"

Han Ming gave Dong Xiaolu a grateful look, which earned him a sweet smile in return.

Before Han Ming set off, his mother, Chen Fang, secretly slipped him 10,000 yuan, telling him it was for his activities in the provincial capital. Han Ming couldn't refuse, so he put it in his bag.

Coming to the provincial capital will definitely cost money, but looking at the current market, the ten thousand yuan I have on me is not very useful.

The place his girlfriend arranged for them to eat and stay looked so high-class. Forget about treating the bank staff to a meal, it probably cost around ten thousand yuan, barely enough for one meal.

Thinking about how much he owed Dong Xiaolu, Han Ming felt quite sad. He secretly vowed to make money. Making money was the most urgent thing Han Ming wanted to accomplish right now.

The four of them had already planned their afternoon's itinerary while they were eating.

The agreement was scheduled to be signed with the bank at 3:30 p.m. at the bank, and Dong Xiaolu would arrange for a car to pick her up.

Han Ming said he could just take a taxi there, but his girlfriend still refused, giving a valid reason: Han Ming wasn't familiar with the area.

After finishing their meal, the group chatted for a while before taking their room keys and going to their rooms to rest.

Han Ming had originally planned to stay in Dongning City for a few days; he had some things to scan.

So I also asked Zhao Lihua and Zhuang Yan to bring several changes of clothes, so that I could take them out to play during the few days we had.

The rooms were allocated as follows: Zhao Lihua had one room, and Zhuang Yan and Han Ming each had one room.

As for why Han Ming and Zhuang Yan weren't allowed to share a room, Han Ming's mind went blank with lewd speculation: Did his girlfriend Dong Xiaolu want to have something happen between them, a man and a woman alone together?

With that thought in mind, he took the room key and pulled his girlfriend upstairs.

When they arrived at the guest room door, Han Ming saw Zhuang Yan standing to the side, staring blankly at the room key. This guy was probably wondering why he and Han Ming had to book two separate rooms.

Han Ming didn't care about what was going on; he was in a hurry. He snatched the room card from Zhuang Yan's hand, swiped it, opened the door, and pushed the kid inside.

Zhuang Yan was easy to deal with, but Zhao Lihua couldn't just push her into the room like that. She could only suppress her excitement and help carry Aunt Zhao's bag into her room.

Han Ming even pretended to tell Zhao Lihua to take a good nap and that he would wake her up when it was time to leave.

Having cleared the two obstacles, Han Ming eagerly pulled Dong Xiaolu into his room.

As soon as he closed the door, he threw his bag on the ground and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's slender waist.

Dong Xiaolu's eyes were also a little confused and watery. The two of them, with their mouths merging like powerful magnets, kissed each other with a "pop".

They shared another passionate kiss, oblivious to everyone else in the room. They kissed until their lips were numb before reluctantly separating, each panting heavily.

Dong Xiaolu felt something was off when they were kissing passionately just now. The last time they were intimate, she only felt something pressing against her body.

Why did I feel something different when I kissed him today, on his chest and buttocks?

Looking down, Han Ming's right hand was gripping his chest, as if he was still groping for something.

Without a doubt, the strange sensation coming from his buttocks was caused by Han Ming's other hand.

"You scoundrel, he's been groping me!" Dong Xiaolu's face flushed instantly.

She wanted to push her boyfriend away, but she felt weak and powerless, and couldn't make any difference to him at all.

Han Ming was thoroughly enjoying himself at the moment, his mind completely occupied by the little pervert.

The longing that had been building up over the past few days had instantly ignited a spark of desire that is now spreading like wildfire.

Feeling Dong Xiaolu's body temperature being transmitted through his hands, even though there were still several layers of fabric between them, Han Ming was unable to contain his excitement.

Just as Han Ming was about to make a further move and untie Dong Xiaolu's clothes, there was a knock on the door of the guest room.

"Knock, knock, knock," the knocking was quite rhythmic, and Zhuang Yan called out excitedly from outside the door:

"Ming-ge, open the door! I found a game console in the room. Shall we play for a bit? Back in the army, I never had time to play. Open the door now!"

This interruption allowed Dong Xiaolu to escape Han Ming's clutches and slip away to the window.

Han Ming's eyes were practically spitting fire. This pig-like Zhuang Yan, why couldn't he come knocking on the door at any time, trying to take advantage of his brother while he was taking advantage of him?

At this moment, Han Ming wished he could tear Zhuang Yan apart and kick him down to the 17th floor.

Taking two deep breaths, Han Ming opened the door:

"what?"

The tone was very unfriendly.

Hey, what's wrong with Ming? He was fine just now, but now he's acting like he's swallowed gunpowder. Did he get diarrhea from lunch?

"No, the food is quite delicious," Zhuang Yan said, somewhat puzzled.

However, when the kid looked through the open door and saw Han Ming's beautiful girlfriend leaning against the window, he seemed to realize something.

It made "woof, woof, woof" sounds and then scurried into its room with its tail between its legs, followed by the sound of Han Ming slamming the door shut behind it.