Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me-Chapter 668 She Moved Into the Honeymoon Suite... (1)

Chapter 668: Chapter 668 She Moved Into the Honeymoon Suite... (1)

Gu Annan turned his head back and replied in French, "Sorry, my wife and I are here for our honeymoon, but she’s being a bit difficult with me."

Lu Wanwan, who had also taken French as an elective, was not so professional but could roughly understand a bit.

She looked up at the shameless man.

"Stop it," he said, reaching out and ruffling her hair, his eyes filled with doting affection.

The Frenchman, seeing this, quickly offered his blessing, yet reminded him, "But sir, even if she is your wife, you should still respect her."

"I will," Gu Annan assured.

"I wish you happiness!"

"Thank you," Gu Annan responded.

Then the Frenchman reached his floor and exited the elevator.

Lu Wanwan frowned and chose to ignore him.

The more he pretended, the more she anticipated he would become unbearable later.

Exiting the elevator, Lu Wanwan followed him towards their room.

It seemed like he had planned it all along, he hadn’t even seen her room card but knew the room number better than she did.

"Hand me the room card," Gu Annan extended his hand.

Lu Wanwan held the card in her hand, he couldn’t really mean to go in, could he?

But with Zhao Chen not yet having come up, he wouldn’t just stand in the hallway by himself, would he?

"You want to open it yourself? Then go ahead," Gu Annan pretended not to understand her dilemma.

Eventually, she reluctantly took out the room card to open the door.

As soon as the room card was inserted, golden light instantly flooded the entire room.

Lu Wanwan walked in behind him, knowing he couldn’t possibly have the decency not to come in.

"You can just put my luggage over there..."

Lu Wanwan stepped in and abruptly halted.

An upscale sea-view suite and all, she had stopped trying to make sense of it.

But what on earth was the heart-shaped bed arranged for a honeymoon suite?

The vibrant yet not vulgar festive red, and who knows what else were neatly placed on top.

"The room is not bad," Gu Annan said with a smile curling at the corner of his lips as he set her luggage aside, quite pleased with the arrangement.

Since Jiu Rong was so thoughtful, he decided to spare his brother some trouble and not fuss over it too much.

Lu Wanwan’s face showed an indescribable expression, this was not just ’not bad,’ it was utterly bizarre.

She walked to the bed, quickly grabbed the red tulle that had been set up, along with everything placed on top.

Because it was so embarrassing, she used too much force, and the various bottles and small bags suddenly scattered everywhere.

Lu Wanwan hurriedly picked them up, feeling an unpleasant premonition.

Upon seeing the erotic massage oils, condoms, and other such items, her entire face felt like it was on fire.

Catching a glimpse of a pair of leather shoes stopping in front of her, Gu Annan slowly crouched down. freewebnoveℓ.com

His slender fingers reached over, took a small bottle she held in her hand, and gently stroked her fingertips.

"What’s this?" he asked.

Lu Wanwan’s face was flushed as she snatched it back, "Nothing, probably a mix-up!"

Gu Annan picked up another bottle, closely examined it, and said, "The label reads quite well, though I wonder about its actual effectiveness."

"Don’t ask me, I don’t know either!" she snapped.

She was clearly upset as she stood up, took a deep breath, and threw all the miscellaneous items into the trash can.

A meaningful voice came from behind her, "Of course you don’t know, I’ve never used them."

Lu Wanwan’s heart raced terribly; she decided to stuff the bright honeymoon-red sheet into the trash can as well, silencing his nonsense!

"So, do you want to know?" he teased.

Lu Wanwan threw away the sheet and deliberately dusted off her hands, frowning, "I don’t want to!"

In the tightly closed room, where the light dimmed to an intimate level, she felt awkward and immediately drew all the curtains open on the balcony sliding doors.

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