Pei Shengyang looked around again, only to see a dim light bulb hanging on the roof of the hall, the surrounding walls were a little yellow, mottled, and at a height of one meter near the ground, there was a circle of pink floral wallpaper, and it was a little dirty.

It's just that this environment is a little bit worse, right?

He thought.

The uncle was nesting in a small bed covered with plaid sheets, intently holding a small TV and watching. Seeing Song Shanmei asking, she didn't raise her head and asked, "Do you want a single room, a double room, or a standard room?" ”

"A single room." Song Shanmei said.

The uncle then turned his head and went to check the registration form, while saying, "You don't need an ID card." ”

"Oh." Song Shanmei was stunned and took her ID card back.

The uncle looked at the registration form for a while and said, "I'm sorry, there are no more private rooms." Only the double bed room and the standard room remained. Which do you want? The double bed room is cheaper, it costs 25 yuan per night, and the standard room costs 30."

"Then let's go to the double room." Song Shanmei said again, as she spoke, while going to her pocket, she took out a wet fifty yuan sheet.

Pei Shengyang stood far behind, and when he heard the "big bed room", his face turned red again.

While looking for money, the uncle looked up at Song Shanmei, and through her, he saw Pei Shengyang behind her.

The uncle nodded, handed out the change and keys, and said with a smile: "The girl has a good eye, and the young man is very handsome." ”

Song Shanmei was stunned for a moment, and was about to explain, but the uncle said again: "You two are both drenched in the rain, hurry up, on the 2nd floor, 203, if you need anything, come to me." I sleep here at night. ”

"By the way, you guys bring two pots of hot water up, there is no hot water in the room." The uncle said, "You can still take it when you run out, remember to bring back the empty pot." ”

Song Shanmei accepted the change and the key, and said thank you. I saw that there was a row of colorful hot water kettles against the wall in the hall.

I was about to lift it, but I saw the man walking up the stairs with a kettle in both hands.

Song Shanmei had no choice but to follow, while trying to grab the kettle, she said, "No need, no need, I'll carry it myself." ”

"What are you polite to me?" Pei Shengyang said, and had already walked in front of room 203 on the second floor.

Song Shanmei was stunned for a moment, hesitated, and pretended to be digging for the key.

Why did she suddenly feel that it was even more unsafe here?

In this small hotel, there are no people, only an uncle who cares for the door. The uncle is in a small house in the hall on the first floor, and he is addicted to TV, if there is really something, will it work to call him?

She thought, and at the same time, looked at the man again.

There is nothing strange in the man's eyes. He was soaked, stained with dirty water, and looked very embarrassed.

Only that face, but it was drenched in the rain, giving birth to a kind of decadent and ruffian beauty, and it became more and more handsome.

Anyway, he was drenched like this in order to save himself, did he really not invite him in to wash? Also, if you don't dry it out, you're likely to get sick.

Well, after a night of rainstorm, even if he is as strong as an ox, he will get sick, right?

Someone just saved her life, she can't, so ruthless, right?

Or let people in, wipe dry first, clean up or something. Let him go again.

Song Shanmei thought about it, so she took out the key and opened the door.

She walked in, and before she could say a word, the man, who followed behind, came in and closed the door.

Song Shanmei suddenly felt that she was so stupid, how could she think of coming to the hotel?

It's really hopelessly stupid!

Pei Shengyang put the two kettles into the bathroom, and then said, "Why don't you wash them first?" I'll go pick up a few more pots. With that, he rushed out of the room without looking back.

Song Shanmei felt that the air around her was not so depressing.

She's not stupid enough to scrub at this time. Even if the body is wet and dirty, bear with it, and wait for the man to leave.

After a while, Pei Shengyang walked in with two more pots of water. Seeing that Song Shanmei was still stunned, he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, nothing." Song Shanmei said, "Otherwise, you can wash it first." ”

Yes, let him wash first, and leave early when he is done! Save yourself from standing here and panic!

"Hmm." Pei Shengyang didn't have any other ideas. Maybe the girl was shy and let him wash first?

Wash first, wash first. He was dirty and wet, and he should have been washed a long time ago. So, without further refusal, he entered the bathroom and locked the door.

The door of the bathroom is frosted glass, and the light is lit inside, and a blurry figure can be seen.

Song Shanmei was standing at the door, and when she saw the hazy figure inside, she began to undress, she was startled, and hurriedly jumped into the house and sat on the edge of the bed.

In the bathroom, there was the sound of rushing water.

Song Shanmei only felt restless, and after being at a loss for a while, she looked up and saw the small TV on the table. She hurriedly picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and turned up the sound very loudly. At this time, I felt a little relieved.

Pei Shengyang was inside, and he was a little panicked, but when he heard the sound of the TV, he was much more relieved. That girl, at least she wasn't spying on herself, was she?

Song Shanmei was absent-minded and hit the channel of a TV series. Inside, a couple is talking to me and me, doing indescribable things.

Song Shanmei was startled, and quickly lowered her voice and changed the channel again.

Pei Shengyang was scrubbing inside, and suddenly, he heard the moaning sound of "hea-oh-oh" outside, and suddenly, as if he understood something, an old face turned red.

This girl, so soon began to popularize herself?

Oh my God, I'm scared to death with my liver!

Pei Shengyang trembled and patted his chest with a violently beating heart; I didn't have the heart to continue taking a bath, so I casually found a basin of water, flushed it, and rubbed my soaked shirt.

When he picked up the soaked shirt from the basin, the water flowed down, and Pei Shengyang's face darkened - his brain was funny for a while, now, how can he get out?

Going out naked? Well, that's so unorthodox!

Pei Shengyang gritted his teeth, wrung out the shirt with a dark face, and complained to Song Shanmei in his heart: It's all your fault, I'm so scared that I lost my sense of proportion!

Although the shirt was wrung out, it was crumpled and wet.

Pei Shengyang's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, and he endured the discomfort and put the wet shirt back on his body.

Then, he took a look in the mirror.

Oh my God, that white shirt, soaked in water, has become so transparent! What's the difference between this and not wearing it! He himself was so panicked that if he scared the little girl, he would be guilty!

Pei Shengyang hesitated, stood in the bathroom for a long time, and didn't dare to go out.

At this moment, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly spotted a hair dryer placed in a wooden lattice.

Great, blow dry the clothes, wouldn't it be good?

Pei Shengyang was overjoyed, took off his clothes again, picked up the hair dryer, and went to blow it.

However, he miscalculated.

Ten minutes later, he was still blowing his shirt.

Half an hour, he was still blowing his shirt......

It's been an hour. He felt that his patience was about to be worn out.

However, even if you cry, you have to finish the mistakes you make, don't you?