I Marry the Ice Master?!
Chapter 30's

Alfred stood at the door of the hotel room, his hand raised to knock on the door but paused for a moment, staring at his raised hand.

Alfred's forehead creased, keeping his right hand in his pants pocket and opening the door with his left hand.

Chequek...

Alfred walked in, not forgetting to cover the door slowly so as not to build Lynn who was asleep while turning her back to Alfred. Extending her long legs tried not to make any sound at all.

Alfred's forehead creased again, shuffling his hair.

"Why did I do such a weird thing all the time?" Infuriated Alfred, looking intently at Lynn who was soundly asleep.

"Hey why are you sleeping here?" Alfred's voice clucked at Lynn's waist, who had woken his eyes many times.

Lynn looked at Alfred with a dazed look, her life still not being gathered all together. Alfred's face turned irritated, pulled the blanket and threw it on the floor.

"Why are you wearing my clothes?" Alfred's forehead wrinkled dislike, Alfred threw away his face choosing to look elsewhere.

"Since there's no good clothes in the closet, there's only a fishing net in there, I don't know where Mama put the little bag I brought." Lynn Obviously.

"Why should I wear uncomfortable clothes like fishing nets while there is a comfortable shirt." Added Lynn,

"Fish net?" Alfred asked confusedly, stepped closer to the closet and opened it. Alfred took out a set of clothes that Lynn said fishing nets, laughing coldly.

Throwing ten sets of multicolored fishing nets into a garbage can not far from there, Alfred took his cell phone out of his pants pocket and called someone.

Alfred clucked in annoyance, his call not answered at all. Glancing at Lynn with a sharp look, Lynn had no idea what her mistake was putting on a plain face.

"Dump that shirt in the trash because I don't want to see it or wear it anymore." Alfred pointed at Lynn's shirt with his index finger and pointed it again at the trash can.

The door of the room closed as soon as Alfred finished speaking, Lynn gawked in disbelief at his hearing.

"What do you think I have a contagious disease?" Lynn yelled, taking a pillow and placing it against the door, stopping because the door opened again to show Alfred.

Alfred went into the room, his face flat and cold as if he had entered the room instead of himself.

"What are you doing?" Ask Alfred.

"N-no, I just want to take a pillow and move the couch." The reason Lynn dropped the pillow and patted it softly, Lynn laughed awkwardly.

"Good then." Alfred walked over to the bed, Lynn swallowed the rough saliva of her brain starting to think badly, closing her eyes tightly.

"He's not gonna hit anyone, is he? But how does it not hurt?" Lynn asked in her heart, opening her eyes slowly.

"What the hell are you doing?" Alfred looked at Lynn confused, Lynn immediately got up from the bed towards the sofa, Lynn's ears flushed red from the embarrassment that exploded within her.

Lynn put down her pillow, laid her body. Lynn who was lying on her back staring at the ceiling of the room felt uneasy about the piercing gaze coming from the mattress.

"Why should we also go forward? My bed is soft." Lynn cried in her heart, pulling the blanket up to cover her entire body.

Alfred sighed, his back to Lynn closed his eyes tightly. Lynn raises her head, glancing at Alfred who may have fallen asleep.

"Good night, ice sir." Lynn muttered softly, closing her eyes, following to dreamland.