As he spoke, Lei Hui reached into his pocket.
Just as his hand had barely slipped into the pocket, intending to give the room card to Zhong Lingling, a sudden sharp pain flashed through it.
Zhong Lingling trembled as she stabbed Lei Hui with an Anti-Wolf Needle.
Lei Hui instantly felt as if his entire body was being torn apart by ants, and the feeling of discomfort in a certain part almost brought him to tears.
"Young madam, what have you done to me?" Lei Hui's voice even took on a sobbing tone.
Being hit with an Anti-Wolf Needle was unbearably painful for a man.
"What were you reaching into your pocket for?" Zhong Lingling asked, on guard.
Lei Hui couldn't help but laugh and cry. "I was trying to give you the room card!"
Right at that moment, there was no need for either of them to open the door because it suddenly swung open.