Inside the hotel room.

Song Shihai waited outside the bathroom for a long time.

Gu Xinjie didn't come out again after entering, only heard the sound of rushing water in the room.

"Xiao Jie," he was a little uneasy, and knocked tentatively on the door, "Are you okay?" ”

There was no response from the room, only the sound of water continued to sound.

Even if it is to take a bath, this time is enough, Song Shihai waited for a while, and a terrible thought suddenly popped up in his mind, that, she wouldn't lock herself in it and do anything stupid, right?

Isn't that how it is played on TV? The woman couldn't think about it for a while after being stimulated, so she soaked herself in the bathtub, and some even sprinkled some romantic petals, and then cut her wrists.

"Wife, you're okay, you should answer me."

He slammed the door vigorously, but there was still no movement in the door, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Wife, I'm in."

He jerked the doorknob, but it was locked from the inside, and he couldn't twist it open, so he slammed it with his shoulder.

Once, twice.

The door to the hotel was a little sturdy, and he banged it, but it didn't open.

He increased his strength again, and was banging, when the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and he was unable to retract his momentum, and he fell forward under the action of inertia, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he instinctively stretched out his hand to support the floor.

There was a sharp pain in his wrist, and he seemed to hear the sound of his own bones cracking.

Gu Xinjie didn't seem to see anything, and walked out with empty eyes.

The smell of hand sanitizer fills the hands and the sinks are surrounded by water.

Song Shihai didn't have time to take a closer look, and saw Gu Xinjie open the door of the room and walk out, and followed in a panic.

At home on the other side, Song Canran finally pushed a man into the bathroom, the door closed, she hurriedly rushed back to her room, and hurriedly began to clean up.

Fortunately, she didn't have the problem of littering, and Gu Xinjie also cleaned up the house, but after all, it was a girl's bedroom, and there were always some little secrets of her own.

It's really damn bad, who knew he would suddenly attack tonight, and he would have to stay at home.

Although the two of them have not slept together, but it was outside, and now let him stay in his own house, lying on her bed, covered with her quilt, the whole house is just the two of them, that feeling is weird.

Is this also a kind of skin-to-skin blind date?

The face is so hot.

When Huo Zizhao came out, she had already sorted it out, locked some private things in the drawer, put away the key, and walked out with her notebook.

"You sleep here tonight, I'll go to the next bedroom."

Huo Zizhao pinched a towel in his hand, lazily wiped the moisture from his hair, and grabbed her with the other hand: "What are you doing next to you, it's not that you haven't slept." ”

“……”

"I'll help you."

She put down the notebook and took the towel from his hand.

Huo Zizhao smiled slightly, and lowered his head at her obediently, her hand just touched the top of his head, and his waist was hugged by him.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Her feet were in the air, and the next second, she was lifted up by him.

"It's convenient for you."

"No need to do this, let me down."

"Hurry up, how long do you want to stay on me?"

“……”

She had to turn sideways and reach for his hair.

Because he was holding it, the distance between the two was too close, and within Huo Zizhao's sight was her white neck, and a little further down, his eyes deepened.

Song Cangran didn't realize it, she wiped her hair intently, and with the movement of her hands, this originally very warm action became so ambiguous.

By the time she realized that something was wrong, a certain man's face had been buried deep in her neck socket, his thin lips lingering, and the place where he kissed seemed to be electrified, which made her numb.