Period Drama: After My Mom Read My Mind, I Was Finally Born!

In her previous life, Ye Fuman was harmed and died in her mother's womb. Her birth mother used a lifetime's worth of good deeds and merits to exchange for her to be a little working fish in...

Chapter 130 The Blind Old Man, the Receptionist at the Guesthouse

A kitchen knife was suddenly inserted into the door in an attempt to open the bolt.

Ji Xiaolian's face suddenly darkened and he wanted to scold.

There were footsteps at the door again.

He pulled the knife out of the crack in the door and left quickly.

Ji Xiaolian frowned.

There was no sound at the door. Fatty retracted his fat paws and looked at Ji Xiaolian innocently.

Ji Xiaolian touched Fuman’s head, his eyes dark.

After waiting for a while and hearing no movement outside, he opened the door.

This guesthouse is just an ordinary courtyard house.

Four rows of independent houses surrounded by a courtyard.

They were the only guests in the entire yard.

Ji Xiaolian opened the door and saw only an empty yard and house, and yellow sand everywhere, with no one in sight.

The staff of the guesthouse were not here either; they were in a separate room in front of the yard.

Ji Xiaolian glanced at Fuman in his arms.

The little kid hugged his neck obediently, looking dazed.

Ji Xiaolian smiled, locked the door, took the kettle and went to the front room to get some hot water.

The hostess at the guesthouse was a woman.

It was a little late when I came yesterday.

The light was dim and Ji Xiaolian couldn't see clearly.

Now I see him narrowing his eyes slightly.

Why does this waiter smell like a prostitute?

"Hello, comrade. May I ask..."

Xu Fengniang looked at Ji Xiaolian with a smile. She was wearing a bright red dress, which was out of place with the gray clothes of that era.

Under such yellow sand, everyone else covered their heads and faces tightly, but she exposed most of her chest and even put on rouge and lipstick.

"Comrade, are you up? Did you sleep well last night?"

Ordinary questions, coming out of her mouth, inexplicably carried a different flavor.

Ji Xiaolian frowned slightly and covered Fuman's ears calmly.

This caused Naituanzi to look at him blankly and innocently.

Ji Xiaolian smiled at Tuanzi.

When he looked at the receptionist, his expression quickly turned indifferent: "Thank you comrade, I slept well."

"I want to ask if there is any hot water to mix milk powder for my baby."