Tang Ya's beautiful eyes were slightly focused, and she spoke with a tone of annoyance and embarrassment. Her hands held on to Su Ling's cuffs without letting go at all.
"This..." Su Ling looked at her expression of "You dare to leave and give it a try", and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, "Okay, let's go then."
I originally planned to meditate and practice, but since Tang Ya wouldn't let him go, it would be rude to refuse.
After all, he doesn't suffer any loss.
Tang Ya Seeing him relent, he withdrew his hand, lightly hooked his fingers on the counter, and took the registered room card and key into his palm.
Then she turned around and walked towards the stairs, but after taking two steps she stopped, stretched her hand back, grabbed Su Ling's wrist, and dragged him upstairs.
Along the way, the two of them remained silent in a tacit understanding, and the only sound in the corridor was the sound of overlapping footsteps.
Tang Ya walked in front, walking very fast. Su Ling saw that the roots of her ears were red, and she didn't look back. The corners of her mouth could not help but raise slightly.
Arriving on the sixth floor, the two walked along the corridor to the end, where Tang Ya found the room number corresponding to the room card.
With a "click" sound, the door lock was turned open.
Open the door gently and the warm light will light up automatically.
The two of them were stunned for a moment at the same time.
The room was much larger than they imagined. There was a large round bed in the middle, surrounded by translucent red gauze hanging from the ceiling.
The outer wall of the bathroom is a whole surface of frosted glass. Although the details inside cannot be seen clearly, the light shines through and the shadowy outline can be seen.
Tang Ya approached the bed with a very uncomfortable look on his face, stretched out his hand to lift the gauze curtain, and saw that the burgundy bedsheets glowed darkly under the warm light.
On the headboard of the bed are printed various little figures with weird postures, layer upon layer, as if they are fighting...
Tang Ya's beautiful eyes widened, and her pretty face turned red.
This last room is actually a room for couples!
"Xiao Ya? What's wrong with you?"
Su Ling looked at Tang Ya who suddenly froze in place. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and felt a little confused.
"I, I'm fine!" Tang Ya hurriedly covered the head of the bed with another blanket, and then walked out as if nothing had happened.
She turned her head and didn't look at Su Ling. She just cleared her throat and said calmly, "I'm going to take a shower."
After saying that, Tang Ya got into the bathroom as if running away.
With a "pop" sound, the bathroom door closed.
Su Ling hesitated to speak, and finally smiled helplessly. Looking at the warm yellow light coming from the frosted glass wall, he walked to the window and turned his back to the bathroom.
After a while, the sound of water splashed loudly.
Su Ling stared straight ahead, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, looked up at the stars, and fell into thought.
The seeds have been planted, and they are just waiting for the sunshine of Vina to take root and sprout, and Hidden Weapon will have a stable sales channel.
Building Tang Sect and Dark Pavilion requires too much money, not to mention the free academy, awakening Martial Soul, and Soul Master subsidies in the future.
You need a lot of faith to nourish your godhead, and these are all things you must do to gain faith!
Just over 30 million Gold Soul Coin is not enough!
"The current plan is to go back and recruit people to vigorously produce the residual version of Hidden Weapon. After selling it, the funds will flow back, so that the electricity meter can be reversed."
"The materials before were all provided by Shrek. Now that I have funds, I can't continue to take them for nothing. Although I helped Xuan Zi break through the shackles, it is not a visible contribution..."
"We still need to find a way to repay this favor."
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water stopped.
After a period of rustling, the bathroom door opened a crack, and white hot air rushed out first.
Tang Ya leaned out from the crack in the door, his round and straight calves stepped out, dazzlingly white, and his white and rosy feet stepped into soft-soled slippers.
She walked up behind Su Ling, stretched out her fingers and tapped his shoulder gently, saying in a soft voice, "I've finished washing, you can go ahead."
Su Ling recovered his thoughts, turned around, and looked up.
Tang Ya was standing in front of him, wearing blue and white pajamas and pajamas, with a knitted cardigan of the same color loosely thrown over it. Her long, wet hair was spread over her shoulders, and water was still dripping from the end of her hair.
Her eyelashes were lowered, and the blush on her face spread all the way to her ears. She didn't know whether it was due to the heat or some other reason.
(Tang Ya: Do you think my outfit will make Su Ling excited?)
Su Ling glanced at her dripping hair and smiled, "Dry your hair."
After saying that, Su Ling walked straight into the bathroom, which was still filled with strong water vapor, and there was also a sweet Sisi smell of shower gel floating in the air.
The bathroom door clicked shut.
Tang Ya stood there, subconsciously touching his hot ears with his fingers, and then moved to the sofa.
"Wow!" Su Ling took a cold shower.
inside the room.
Tang Ya was sitting on the sofa, stroking her hair with a towel, and her beautiful eyes began to look around aimlessly.
The bedside covered by a red blanket, the heart-shaped mirror on the ceiling, the red roses on the low table...
She looked away one after another, and finally her eyes had nowhere to go and fell on the frosted glass wall.
The light reflected the shadow of Su Ling in a blurry manner, making it difficult to see clearly, but the outline of the shoulders and back and the movement of the raised arms could still be seen roughly.
Tang Ya stared for a few seconds, then suddenly realized what he was doing, and his whole face turned red instantly.
She quickly turned her head away and concentrated on wiping her wet hair, but her thoughts were in chaos.
Three minutes later.
Tang Ya Before his heartbeat calmed down, he heard the sound of water flowing in the bathroom stop.
Soon, the bathroom door opened.
She subconsciously turned her head, and then her whole body froze.
Su Ling was wearing a set of black pajamas, with only two buttons on his top casually fastened. His clothes were slightly open as he walked, and the outline of his abdominal muscles was vaguely visible under the warm light.
Tang Ya's eyes followed her involuntarily. She didn't expect that Su Ling's body hidden under the clothes was actually stronger than she imagined! (Readers' adoptive fathers' future appearance)
The water droplets on the hair on the side of his neck hadn't been wiped dry yet, and they just slid down his neck. Tang Ya's eyes followed the drop of water, watching it slide over his chest and across his abdominal muscles.
Until it slides into the abdomen and disappears.
Her face burned red again, from her cheeks to her ears, which was a bit brighter than the red furnishings in the room.
Su Ling wiped his hair and raised his eyes to meet her blank gaze, "What do you want me to do? Huh? Are you hot?"
"No... nothing! I'm not! I'm not! I'm not hot!" Tang Ya quickly turned around, facing the wall, with his back to Su Ling motionless.
Su Ling chuckled, dried his hair, put the towel aside, and walked towards her.
Tang Ya felt someone approaching from behind, his back immediately tensed up, and his overlapping jade legs on the side also tightened closer.
She didn't look back, but her ears were perked up. Every step of Su Ling was like stepping on the top of her heart, and her little heart suddenly rose to her throat.
"What... are you... doing..."
Tang Ya As soon as her weak voice fell, a hand reached out from behind her and took away the towel she was holding.
Before she could react, the towel had already been placed on top of her head, and her fingertips were rubbing her wet hair through the towel. The movements were not gentle, but not heavy either.
"Help you dry your hair."
"... I can wipe it myself."
"You just wiped it for a long time, and your hair is still wet."
Tang Ya was choked. She couldn't find anything to refute for a long time. She bit her lower lip and simply remained silent.