The receptionist at the Rose Hotel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the utterly dejected Dai Mubai.
Luckily, he had bet right.
Otherwise, whichever of these two gentlemen he offended, he would no longer be able to get by in Suotuo City.
(Seriously, this Evil Eye White Tiger had such a big reputation, yet he was fooling around with streetwalkers who had been played with by who knew how many men.)
(This gentleman was the real deal-more badass, stronger, and even the girls beside him were prettier and had better figures.)
(So young, with talent unmatched in the world, and peerless beauties by his side. How enviable.)
The receptionist bowed ninety degrees, presenting a room card to Chen Ci with both hands as he said respectfully:
"Honored guest, welcome to the Rose Grand Hotel. I hope you and your partners have a wonderful time.
"If you need anything, the Rose Grand Hotel is at your service."
Chen Ci took the room card, pulled over fifty Gold Soul Coins out of his Storage Soul Tool, and placed them on the counter.
"Well done. Consider these Gold Soul Coins your tip."
It was not that he could not afford to give more Gold Soul Coins, but that his hand could only grab this many at once.
Seeing Chen Ci casually hand out over fifty Gold Soul Coins, the receptionist's eyes widened enormously, and he bent even lower.
(I've struck it rich! Struck it rich! Over fifty Gold Soul Coins were worth several months of my wages!)
When the two streetwalkers saw that Chen Ci's casually offered tip amounted to dozens of Gold Soul Coins, glistening drool involuntarily spilled from their mouths.
Unfortunately, they could not compare at all to the two girls beside the young man. They had the desire but lacked the means.
Chen Ci saw none of this. After tipping, he headed upstairs with Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
The Rose Hotel's remaining room was the one Tang San and Xiao Wu had once stayed in. It was also the Rose Hotel's most luxurious room, situated on the hotel's top floor.
An enormous floor-to-ceiling window offered a bird's-eye view of the whole of Suotuo City at night. Although there was not much worth seeing, it was better than nothing.
Fragrant rose petals covered the entire room, creating an intimate atmosphere for the men and women who came here.
Just the sight of this room dyed Ning Rongrong's and Zhu Zhuqing's pretty faces a lovely crimson.
They were both inexperienced young maidens. Even if both had thoughts of being with Chen Ci, there was still a third person here, after all.
They could not let loose in front of an outsider.
To let loose, they would have to wait until everyone became more familiar and intimate with one another...
The three of them looked around the entire room together and found that it was extremely spacious, with a private bathroom, but only one bed.
The upside was that the bed was enormous, easily accommodating three or four people. It seemed that when the Rose Hotel designed this room, they had considered that its occupants might not necessarily be one man and one woman.
Zhu Zhuqing fell silent for a moment at the sight of the bed, then offered:
"Chen Ci, Rongrong, there's only one bed here. You two take it. I'll make do with the sofa outside."
"No."
Chen Ci was the first to object. He still intended to use Zhu Zhuqing's status to forge an alliance between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Star Luo Zhu Family.
Zhu Zhuqing's status was therefore crucial. How could he let her sleep alone on a sofa after several days of traveling?
Hearing Chen Ci blurt out "No," Zhu Zhuqing's face grew even redder, burning hot.
(Just as I thought, Chen Ci wanted the three of us together!)
(Would Rongrong agree?)
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong and found that, sure enough, there was something off about her gaze. But Ning Rongrong raised no objection, seemingly waiting for Chen Ci to give a reasonable explanation.
Chen Ci noticed Ning Rongrong's gaze too and explained:
"Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing is our friend, after all. She's been traveling with us all this way.
"Making her sleep on the sofa wouldn't fit our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's hospitality.
"How about this? You and Zhu Zhuqing sleep on the sofa, and I'll take the bed."
At these words, Zhu Zhuqing's and Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in unison.
Only then did Chen Ci realize that his tongue had slipped.
"Ahem, I misspoke. You two take the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."
"No!"
As soon as Chen Ci finished, another "No" burst out. This time, it came from Ning Rongrong.
What Chen Ci had just said was right. Making Zhu Zhuqing sleep on the sofa indeed went against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's hospitality, but Ning Rongrong could not bear to have Chen Ci sleep on it.
Chen Ci turned to Ning Rongrong and asked:
"Rongrong, do you have a better idea, then?"
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath.
(This was the only way.)
"The three of us can just share the bed. We've all been traveling for days, and finding another hotel would be too much trouble.
"Let's get a good night's rest first and switch hotels tomorrow."
"No problem."
Chen Ci and Zhu Zhuqing spoke in unison, both approving of this plan.
What Zhu Zhuqing had not expected was that this would ultimately be how the three of them ended up sleeping together.
How wondrous.
With their sleeping arrangements settled, Chen Ci stood and headed for the bathroom.
"Then, Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, I'll wash up first."
Finishing his washing early would also give him more uninterrupted cultivation time.
The splashing water started quickly and stopped just as quickly. Chen Ci emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower half.
His sturdy upper body was exposed, its muscles well-defined but not exaggerated, brimming with strength.
His eight neatly arranged abdominal muscles left Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing unable to look away, their mouths watering.
To secure a chance to be alone with Chen Ci later, Ning Rongrong spoke first:
"Zhu Zhuqing, I'll go shower first, then."
With that, Ning Rongrong walked into the bathroom with graceful steps.
The splashing of running water began, setting the imagination running wild.
Chen Ci merely glanced over a few times before looking away, because he could not see through walls.
Meeting Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, he smiled and nodded, then began practicing the Seven Kill Meditation Method to cultivate his Soul Power.
While she waited, Zhu Zhuqing secretly stared at Chen Ci's abs, liking them more the longer she looked.
Had the timing not been wrong, she would have already put her hands on them.
As the saying went, time flew when someone focused on something.
Chen Ci was deeply focused on cultivating, and Zhu Zhuqing was just as focused on looking at his abs.
Before they knew it, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped.
Ning Rongrong emerged in a bath towel. She gave Zhu Zhuqing a meaningful look and walked over to Chen Ci.
Zhu Zhuqing understood and went to wash up in the bathroom.
Ning Rongrong sat beside Chen Ci, and after hearing the water begin running...
Ning Rongrong looked at Chen Ci, who could not move, and revealed a mischievous smile.
(Brother Chen Ci, you can't move right now, so I won't hold back!)
And so Ning Rongrong began running her hands all over Chen Ci.
(As expected of Brother Chen Ci's abs. They feel so good.)
(His chest muscles are so firm too. They feel so reassuring.)
The more Ning Rongrong touched, the more excited she became, completely failing to notice that Chen Ci's eyes had already opened...