Bistro of the Apocalypse
Chapter 703

Chapter 268: Sulking (cont.)

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The girls seemed no different from stinky men when they played games—they cursed too, only their voices sounded nicer. Zhao Bai quickly lost interest. For the sake of his health, having just arrived, he decided to go to sleep first.

The Hyperion's dormitories were different from those at St. Freya.

One room, two beds.

The dark gray iron beds were fixed directly to the wall in a bunk-bed arrangement. The mattresses were soft, and the bedding was ordinary army green.

Zhao Bai had heard about it long ago, but seeing it in person still made him a little excited.

The couple had discussed it beforehand. Zhao Bai would sleep in the top bunk, while Bronya would take the bottom one, mainly to accommodate her powerless legs. Although she could turn up the gravity-canceling device and lightly jump up there, this was Zhao Bai's kindness, and Bronya only needed to accept it.

This was his concern for her.

If she refused, wouldn't that be utterly unromantic?

Compared with the excitement of sleeping in bunk beds, sharing a bathroom was not exciting at all. Zhao Bai had experienced it countless times already. When Bronya emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, her pale gray hair bundled beneath a white towel, he merely glanced at her a couple more times. He had long since become immune to it.

The real thrill came after lights-out.

Zhao Bai's senses were incredibly sharp. Lying in bed, he could not help but listen closely. Gentle, faint breathing reached his ears. The girl was breathing beneath him—this was an experience he had never had before.

No, he couldn't hold it back anymore.

The Hyperion sailed above the clouds, with everything that could obscure the starlight pressed beneath it. Zhao Bai had not drawn the curtains, and

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