Chapter 211 The Shy Potter (1/2)
Chapter 211: The Shy Potter
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Having known that Hans had contacted a buyer, Li Du asked, ”When did you contact him?”
Hans plopped onto the bed and said, ”On the way here, of course. You’d think all I did was sleep on the way here? I was looking for clients and contacting them.”
Li Du gave him a big thumbs up. ”Cool. But brother, why are you lying there? That’s Godzilla’s bed.”
Hans gave him the finger and said, ”This is my bed. Let Godzilla sleep in your room.”
Li Du immediately understood what this idiot was trying to do. Apparently, he wanted to call a woman to spend the night with him for this LA trip.
Li was annoyed. ”I knew I should have just booked three rooms with larger beds.”
Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles were not picky though. They swiftly climbed up to the bed and marked a territory line to separate the bed into two halves, each owning a side that the other couldn’t cross into.
The ocelot was enjoying itself; it used its little paws to squish the mattress, trying to make it softer. Felines particularly liked their sleeping areas warm. However, as the mattress were springy, no matter how it stepped on it, the hardness of the bed remained the same.
Crispy Noodles used its front paw to test the pillows. Apparently, the pillows were softer than the mattress. Using its mouth, it carried the pillow to its side, lied comfortably on it, and yawned.
After seeing that, Ah Meow blinked, and did the same with another pillow. When it lied on it, its face showed a disturbed expression. The wise and clever me, actually missed the fact that the pillows were this soft…
Li Du went over, picked up the two and brought them aside. He then shifted the pillows and lied on them. ”Godzilla, time to sleep. We’ll go for a feast after that.”
Godzilla gulped, and said honestly, ”I’ll go get some hot dogs first. I can’t fall asleep yet.”
Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles ran to his bed and snatched at the pillows. Li Du had no choice but to give one up for them. ”Okay, okay. One for you guys, but you two only get one—both of you share.”
”Meoe out? Night is when everybody comes alive to enjoy themselves. Let’s go, it’s the start of our night adventure!” Hans waved to their surroundings in exaggeration.
Then, a cab stopped in front of them. ”Sir, where would you like to go? You’re flagging a cab, right?”
They stared at each other in silence.
In the end, they still got on the cab; it was a bad idea to drive a truck on these roads.
Getting into the car, Hans said, ”Beverly Hills.”
”Are we going there to play or meet our client?”
”To meet our client. He lives in Beverly Hills.”
”Woah,” Li Du said, amazed. ”A rich fella.”