Compared to the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, the express hotel has a thatched house, a double bed, a TV, a computer, and a separate bathroom, which is all the decoration in this luxury standard room.

"Going to take a shower?" Yan Murong looked at Su Qingwu, and the smile on his face became more and more weird. Although this woman is his wife, she is also a figure who is high up and a fairy, and she can pull a fairy into an express hotel, she is a dick ~ Si will be proud - although Yan Murong never admits that he is a dick ~ Si.

"Hmm."

Su Qingwu responded like a mosquito, and walked into the bathroom with his head down and a blushing face, but he didn't wait for a minute before he walked out again.

"I-I didn't bring pajamas." Su Qingwu's face was so red that it was about to drip water, and even the snow-white neck with the heart of the ocean was dyed with a touch of pink, which made people can't help but want to take a bite when they look at it.

"I've never heard of anyone who comes out to open a room with pajamas." Yan Murong couldn't cry or laugh. "Come on, it's clean enough anyway."

Su Qingwu didn't speak, or she was too embarrassed to speak. Nodding slightly, he walked into the bathroom again. First, there was a sound of squirming and undressing, and then, the sound of "whooshing" water sounded, and Yan Murong, who was sitting on the bed staring at the TV that was not turned on, felt like grass had grown in his heart.

Why don't you just take a look?

Yan Murong's eyes glanced at the door of the bathroom. Although the door was locked, such a lock was like no one to him, and he opened it with two casual stabs with a silver needle.

Forget it, I still don't look at it, the woman is thin-skinned, and it frightens her again.

Yan Murong was entangled in whether he wanted to live or die, but the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and as the door was opened, a snow-white slender calf stepped out first, and then, Su Qingwu, who was wrapped in a bath towel, appeared in front of him.

Gao Pan's long hair had been lowered, and there were still droplets of water dripping on the floor. The hotel's bath towel is too short, it can't cover the whole body at all, the skin that is red by the water droplets is like a freshly ripe peach, which looks particularly attractive, and the white flowers on the chest can even see the deep ravine, the round and plump thighs, and the snow-white slender calves are exposed to the air without reservation.

"Boom-"

Yan Murong could even clearly feel that he was beginning to swallow his saliva, and at the same time, he was secretly glad in his heart - fortunately, he didn't break in just now to peek, and what he didn't see was a beautiful woman with a bare ass, not the very tempting beauty in front of him.

Yan Murong has always believed that his taste is very high, so between the two, he prefers to choose the latter to show that he is an elegant person who has detached himself from low-level interests and knows how to look at everything with an artistic eye.

"You're not going to wash?" Seeing Yan Murong's drooling appearance, Su Qingwu was a little happy in her heart while being shy.

Lowering his head and secretly looking at his snow-white chest, and then at the deep ravine squeezed out by the bath towel, Su Qingwu couldn't help but feel proud.

"Don't wash it." Yan Murong quickly pulled himself into only a pair of boxer panties, and his eyes were unwilling to blink more to stare at Su Qingwu. "Don't you women always like to put a bad word in front of a man? If I take a shower, it won't stink. ”

"Nope." Su Qingwu shook her head. "You have to take a shower."

"Can't you do it without washing?" Yan Murong looked impatient. "I just washed it last night."

It is said that men are animals whose lower body determines their heads, and this is not bad at all, Rao is Yan Murong, a guy who prides himself on being a true gentleman, is a little uncontrollable in front of a living half-naked beauty.

"Nope." Su Qingwu shook her head firmly.

"Okay then." Yan Murong nodded helplessly, and then rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind. At this time, his almost metamorphosed ~ speed worked. Running, closing the door, and turning on the faucet all in one go, it didn't take five minutes for a brand-new Yan Murong to push open the bathroom door.

"Huh? Why is it so dark? ”

Looking at the dark room, Yan Murong was a little stunned.

"I—I don't like to turn on the lights." Su Qingwu's shy, slightly trembling voice came from the bed.

Yes, she was shy and scared. She didn't dare to imagine such a thing as coming out to open a room, and she never imagined that there would be such a day before—well, for other couples, coming to a hotel to open a room is as simple as breathing, but for her, it is extremely exciting, no different from fighting a field battle in the woods.

"Well, you're really in a mood." Yan Murong smiled and turned off the light in the bathroom.

This bit of darkness is nothing to him at all, and after a little adaptation, he found the position of the bed, and a hungry tiger pounced on the sheep, and a hand also poked into the quilt, and slowly climbed up to Su Qingwu's unstoppable slender waist.

"Wait—wait, I- I'm a little scared." Su Qingwu's body trembled, and her voice trembled almost out of tune.

"It's all old husbands and wives, what else is there to be afraid of?" Yan Murong said without skin and face.

"That's—you tap." Su Qingwu put her head under the quilt and acted as an ostrich, if it weren't for Yan Murong's hearing being quite good, she would hardly be able to hear what this woman was saying.

"I will." Yan Murong said seriously. After speaking, he impatiently pressed on Su Qingwu and asked. "And here I go?"

"Hmm." Su Qingwu was ashamed to speak, and could only use this single syllable to express his meaning.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yan Murong was overjoyed, but just as he was about to raise his gun and go into battle, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Su Qingwu, who had been waiting for a long time and hadn't waited, saw that Yan Murong suddenly didn't move, so she couldn't help but poke her head out of the quilt with shyness, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Get dressed, someone's coming." Yan Murong smiled wryly, got up from the bed, and couldn't help but touch Su Qingwu's chest, and in Su Qingwu's shy scream, he turned on the bedside lamp, and reluctantly picked up the scattered clothes from the ground and put them on his body.

As soon as the two of them put on their clothes, there was a sound of slamming the door at the door.

"Who?" Yan Murong asked in a deep voice, and two silver needles that shone with a cold glow also appeared in his hands.

"Open the door, open the door." The door to the room was still smashing, and a man could be heard roaring. "The police are rounding the room, give you ten seconds to open the door, or we're going to bang on the door."

"Police rounds?" Yan Murong looked surprised. "Damn, can't you wait for me to finish and then check?"

PS: I recommend a book with a very local flavor, "Taoyun Little Farmer", students who are short of books can go and take a look. In addition, the eight watches began to break out, begging for subscriptions!