Bibi Dong nodded gently.
The two of them tried several more hotels, but got the same result at each one.
Su Wen found it strange. Why did this plot feel so familiar?
"Let's stay here. Your teacher doesn't want to walk any farther."
Bibi Dong put on an appropriately helpless expression.
"All right, let's get one room!"
Su Wen paid, and as soon as Bibi Dong entered the room, she headed for the bathroom.
Watching her retreating figure, Su Wen had to admit she really was...
He didn't know whether he'd get another chance tonight.
Su Wen was lost in thought for a moment. When he came to, he slapped his own cheek.
"I've had a taste, so why does it feel like I'm getting hooked?"
Su Wen rubbed his temples, cutting off those useless thoughts.
He felt his ideas were getting too dangerous.
If this kept up,
he'd probably become the next Qian Xunji.
Su Wen glanced at the bed and prepared to sleep on the floor.
He was afraid that if he lay beside her and couldn't hold himself back, Bibi Dong would suddenly skewer him with a Spider Spear and send him flying.
"What are you doing?"
Bibi Dong emerged from the bathroom and raised an eyebrow slightly when she saw what Su Wen was doing.
"Teacher, I think we should keep our distance to avoid gossip."
Su Wen looked at Bibi Dong. She had already taken off her long dress and changed into a loose pink nightgown, revealing a pair of snow-white, shapely legs.
His gaze lingered on those long legs for a moment.
Those were the legs from last night.
He'd only touched them; he hadn't really looked.
For some reason, Su Wen felt a little regretful.
"Keep our distance?"
So last night's incident really