Spoil My Errant Wife

The power went out and the whole hotel was out of heat.It was not warm enough to stay in the hotel suite with the quilt.

Christina took all the warm quilts, clothes, socks, hats, and so on.

They walked up the stairs to the lobby on the first floor.

Charles felt that he was like an ostrich walking with a big white duvet and thinking it must be very funny.He was still in the mood to turn to her and say, "Is your phone charged? Take a picture of me.If I can leave this ghost place alive, I must frame it"

"We can't leave here?"

Geoffrey was hugged by his father and buried in the duvet.His head popped out and he looked at Charles in panic.It would take some time and energy to go down from the 12th floor to the 1st-floor lobby.

Christina was already a little tired.

Seeing that Charles was scaring the child, she answered, "Ignore him, this ostrich."

She then reached out and patted Charles on the head.

Charles held the back of his head and deliberately screamed, "Oh, my head hurts...I can't do it anymore.You have to carry me down.You have to be responsible"

They were originally trapped in the hotel, with no electricity, no light source, no heating, and they were depressed.

But Chandler and the others chuckled when Christina joked with Charles as they walked down the stairs.

Even if they were trapped in a hotel, it was no big deal.It was fine to wait.

When they finally reached the lobby, they could still hear the noise from afar.It was really difficult to calm down when being trapped in the hotel.

Besides, it was snowing heavily outside.

They appeared at the entrance of the stairs wrapped in duvets, and the others looked at them in surprise.

The crowd immediately whispered, and several people rushed up the stairs.They probably wanted to go back to the suite to get the quilt, at least to keep warm.

But at the staircase entrance, they could hear people discussing angrily upstairs.

"It is an electronic lock, but the power is off now.How can we open the door and get the quilt..."

Christina also said that she was not a god and could not break the door for these strangers.

to keep warm, they should think of

chose a corner and they

on the winter coat she had got before and gave her quilt to Crystal and then

there was a round marble table, on which stood a tall and thin foreign

man didn't seem to be particularly afraid of the cold.He was wearing a shirt, trousers, and coat.He shouted at the

to leave here safely, so we must

some people to strengthen the doors and windows to prevent the wind and snow from blowing in.We also need to find all the flammable materials and start a fire

voice was very special

he spoke English, it sounded a little awkward, as if his original mother tongue was not English.His voice was seductive, like a born ruler, and he could easily order people

the passengers in the lobby

and these people quickly cooperated

the middle, illuminating the dark lobby and giving people a sense of security.It was not safe to make a fire in the room, but there was no

power was off, so they could only use this

narrowed her eyes and looked at the man

found this

her with an SLR camera the day she arrived at the ski resort.The man was very sensitive.He turned around and looked straight at

clearly by the dim flame, but she was sure that the man looked

feel that the man smiled ironically and he was waiting to watch

to her, "Are you

confused for a moment.She wondered

in.It will produce poisonous gas,"

in her 30's suddenly

come to

drag a large wooden table and couldn't help but cry as she asked, "The people at the foot of the mountain didn't know that there was a power outage here.They might only come here in a week.We can't hold on for that long.There's not so much

No one answered her.

more cooperative in their work as if venting their

the thick curtains and threw expensive

there was no natural

still some liquefied gas to

the hotel also knew that they could not leave anywhere for

everyone was so united, the chefs all cooperated to

usual in the restaurant, they all squatted on the carpet and sat around the fire, each holding hot soup in their hands and gulping it

eat as

about the food.I went to the kitchen and saw that

quietly, feeling

moment,