The inn called "House of Anomalies" looked quite decent from the outside.
Its neon sign flickered with suggestive purple light. The eight-story building stood out against the night.
Light of all colors spilled from the windows on every floor, making it look like business was good.
Chu He pushed open the glass door, and a mixture of calming incense and some strangely sweet, cloying scent washed over him, like ripe peaches mixed with cream.
The lobby's decor was unusual. You could call it retro, but the walls were hung with distorted modernist paintings;
you could call it modern, but the carpet had those dark red, palace-style patterns. Together, they created a decadent yet luxurious atmosphere.
But none of that was the point.
Chu He's gaze was immediately caught by the receptionist at the front desk.
She was a mature beauty.
Long, flowing pink hair fell smoothly over her shoulders. A pair of fluffy white animal ears atop her head twitched slightly, lending her a playful, wild charm.
All she wore on her upper body was a black lace bra. The fabric was clearly bearing more than it was meant to, unable to contain her astonishing fullness. It seemed like the slightest breath might make it burst free.
She had casually thrown an oversized light gray shirt over it. The buttons were boldly undone, and the neckline plunged low, giving her a relaxed yet dangerously alluring air.
Her sea-blue eyes were like the purest gemstones, their gaze gentle and lively.
Even though the receptionist was unbelievably gorgeous, Chu He remained perfectly composed on the surface. Only his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably as he quietly, slowly swallowed.
At that moment, the animal-eared beauty was resting her chin in one hand, absorbed in the computer screen before her. A melodramatic romance played on