He instinctively replied directly, "We'll talk later if there's anything."
As a result, the person at the door paused for a moment, then asked in English, "Is this room 1001? You..."
Before the words were finished, Xia Siyu suddenly remembered something and immediately raised her neck: "It's me, it's me! Hold on, hold on!"
Then she pushed Bo Yan aside with one force, who was still on top of her, suddenly shoved him to the edge of the bed, and he fell down. Fortunately, the floor was carpeted, so while he fell off the bed, it didn't hurt.
Xia Siyu didn't pay attention, hurriedly rushed barefoot to the door, acting like a thief, quickly pulled the door open. The server was just about to say: "Hello, your meal..."
Xia Siyu quickly gestured "shh", then grabbed a handful of Canadian dollars and stuffed them into his hand, casually pulled away his cart, and promptly closed the door.
Bo Yan hadn't gotten up yet, but didn't even need to raise his head; his nose caught a strong aroma.
