Before the Summer Nights Bustle verse 112
Chapter 74: Fascinated
When the two walked into the couple-themed hotel with a damp chill, it was still pouring rain outside.
The faΓ§ade here is very narrow, but the interior decoration is unexpectedly simple and generous, it looks very serious, but there are some pink patterns and signboards on the wall, and there are various slogans written on them, and when he came in, Ning Sui followed Xie Yichen step by step, almost daring to look up.
Perhaps her weak appearance was too obvious, and the front desk threw the sign on the table and declared, "We don't entertain minors here." β
Ning Sui: "......"
The tips of her ears felt burning, and she lowered her head and rummaged in her bag for a long time before she found where her ID card was, and handed it over quickly.
Xie Yichen glanced at her, and his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally: "Is there a twin room?" β
The front desk smiled: "I'm sorry, we only have a double bed room here." β
After a pause, he pushed over a menu-like manual, with dazzling pictures: "You two can choose a theme." β
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Help me! Why do you still have to choose a theme!
Ning Sui's gaze circled around the manual unexpectedly, and the whole person froze.
There are two hundred rooms, colorful and all kinds of themes, and even the kind of hunting, cave style, exotic style, classroom style......
The atmosphere in front of the stage was so silent that a pin could be heard.
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The theme of Rose Pure Love turned out to be the most normal of these choices, even so, when Ning Sui pushed open the door of the room, he was still shocked by the scene inside.
There are roses everywhere - the room is not small, the wallpaper is pink, the center is tied with different shades of dried flowers in the shape of a huge heart, there is a large round bed inside, and the bed is also covered with red petals.
The overhead light is dim, the corner is filled with a row of scented candles, and a bouquet of fresh roses is placed in a glass vase next to it, outlining the silhouette in the shadows.
It was originally such a cheap hotel, and Ning Sui didn't think it could be so high-end.
But the floors and the corners of the wooden wardrobe seemed to be brand new, clean and spotless, and she was relieved that it was a new store.
When Ning Sui was still stunned, Xie Yichen took out his mobile phone without saying a word, checked inside and out, and tested the signal.
After a while, he turned off the light again, and Ning Sui's heart tightened: "What are you doing?" β
Xie Yichen turned on the camera of his mobile phone and looked at various pinholes, corners and mirrors, and his voice sounded a little muffled: "Check if there is a candid camera device." β
Ning Sui had no experience and was taken aback: "Huh? Will there be? β
"Take a look, it's okay inside this." He was very careful, and even cautiously even looked at the ceiling from various angles before turning the lights back on, "It should be safer." β
The round big bed suddenly came into view again, and Ning Sui's fingertips curled up: "...... Oh. β
Xie Yichen covered all suspicious locations with a covering, walked over, took out the shopping bag he had just bought and stuffed it to her: "You take a bath first." β
After a pause, he said, "Don't use their towels and toiletries, use the ones I just bought." β
His eyelashes were half drooping, his voice was deep, and the light in his dark eyes was even deeper, Ning Sui's heart was pounding, and he opened his mouth again.
Still wet and uncomfortable, she quickly grabbed the new nightdress and disposable underwear out of the bag and carried them to the bathroom.
She lowered the curtain and stood in front of the mirror to take a deep breath, only to close the door only to realize that there was no door at all.
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Half of the clothes were undone, so Ning Sui had no choice but to poke his head out of his collarbone and whisper, "Don't you come here yet?" β
Xie Yichen was originally sitting on the chair with his knees open in a daze, but when he heard the words, he quickly raised his head, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Hmm." β
The head immediately retracted.
- With this experience tonight.
Ning Sui felt that her crazy list should have exploded this year's KPIs.
Hot water rushed down from the top of his head, quickly washing away the chill from his body. Ning Sui thought that Xie Yichen's clothes were still wet, and then he was nervous, and he washed faster than before, and it would be fine in a few minutes.
She took out the hair dryer and blew her head, and changed Xie Yichen to go in.
The scattered rose petals on the bed seemed to show his sense of existence all the time, Ning Sui swallowed his saliva, silently picked up the quilt and shook it, wanting to blow them all to the ground.
The bed was too big, and she struggled for a long time to get it done, and sat down to take a breath.
I don't know if it's too coincidental, Xia Fanghui sent her a message at this time: [Good girl, have you gone back to the bedroom? γ
Although Fangfang promised to give her free space, no longer check her location without authorization, and agreed that she turned off WeChat exercise steps, it is still difficult for people to change their personality.
Xia Fanghui's temper is still anxious, a bit of a relapse posture, often coldly asking her where she is now, sometimes after getting angry, she realizes that she is overly emotional.
Now this scene is too complicated to explain, Ning Sui stared at the screen for a moment, burying his head in his hair: [Mmmm]
Xia Fanghui: [[Hug]]
Xia Fanghui: [What's the arrangement for tomorrow's weekend?] γ
Years and Ages: [I haven't planned it yet]
Xia Fanghui: [Hmm]
Xia Fanghui: [Rest early, don't stay up late]
Years and years: [Uh-huh, okay]
As soon as I finished replying, I heard footsteps, and it was Xie Yichen who walked out while wiping his hair.
He was wearing a thin and loose solid color white T, just bought in the store, all of them were one-size-fits, but they unexpectedly fit well, with the water of broken hair dripping inadvertently, the well-proportioned texture lines at the waist were faintly visible, vigorous and full of youth.
The light was already very dim, and she couldn't find the switch to dim it just now, so Ning Sui was nestled in the quilt, looking at him defenselessly.
Xie Yichen paused, hung the towel beside him, walked to the side of the bed with his eyelashes, and leaned over to lift the quilt.
The hair dryer was still plugged into the bedside table on her side, and Ning Sui's fingertips secretly tugged at the corners of the quilt, and she had nothing to say: "Do you want to blow your hair?" β
The eyes were on the same page.
Xie Yichen got on the bed, first whispered, and then leaned over again, and touched the tips of her hair with his fingers.
"You're going to blow it a little longer, you didn't do it."
Ning Sui licked his lips: "It's okay to do it naturally for a while." β
Xie Yichen had already crossed her to get a hair dryer: "If the roots of the hair don't blow through, I will have a headache when I sleep at night." β
He wanted to help her blow her hair, so Ning Sui obediently got up and turned his back to him.
Her hair was long, and beautiful, supple and shiny, and her hair was as green as a waterfall.
I could feel Xie Yichen's fingers running through her hair, slowly shaking under the wind, his strength was very gentle, but his movements would gently pull the roots of his hair from time to time.
Ning Sui was a little satisfied with his thoughtful service, gradually relaxed, and squinted his eyes and said, "Xie Yichen." β
"Huh?" His voice was deep.
"You don't consider opening a barbershop with me, you're in charge of the craft part."
Xie Yichen: "What about you?" β
Ning Sui was sincere: "I count the money." β
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Xie Yichen snorted and looked at her: "Your arrangement is very intimate." β
Ning Sui pretended to be stupid: "What? β
He raised his eyebrows and recalled: "Let's hold a chicken soup class together, I'll give a lecture, and you count the money." Let's open a barbershop together, I'll blow people's heads, and you still count the money. β
Ning Sui coughed lightly and said innocently: "Then I originally studied mathematics." β
After a pause, he slowly turned his face sideways: "Just, do you have any opinions on this arrangement?" β
This tone was heartless, Xie Yichen stunned her for a few seconds, pinched her soft face with his hand, and said with low magnetic and unknown meaning: "Don't dare." β
Ning Sui was a little itchy by his breath, he couldn't hold back his laughter, and shrunk his shoulders to hide to the side.
Xie Yichen quickly held her down, Ning Sui's body was originally crooked, he didn't hold his balance for a while, and he turned his face back and smacked down. The black hair was scattered, revealing a white and delicate neck in an instant.
The eyes of the two were close to each other, and their breaths were involuntarily held.
Only then did I feel the ambiguity of the light.
Ning Sui was wearing a light purple cotton nightdress, knee-length, although the color was single, but it was enough to outline a beautiful figure.
Xie Yichen propped his arms above her, his black hair falling down on his forehead, and his collar loosely open.
The sound of the hair dryer stopped at some point, and the air seemed unusually quiet. Ning Sui looked up at his sharp eyebrows that had been pressed down, feeling that something was secretly fermenting, and the beating in his chest became clearer and clearer.
"You ......"
Before he could finish a word, he was trapped in his arms and kissed him urgently.
Xie Yichen also had the aroma of bathing, like a clear and faint citrus smell, which wrapped Ning Sui's whole body. He sucked her lips hard, his slender fingers reaching her fingertips, pushing them to the top of her head and holding them.
Ning Sui muttered vaguely, and only had time to make a sound, and he was hugged and kissed again.
It was still raining outside, but the rain was much lighter, and it gradually evolved into the kind of sound that Ning Sui liked to listen to, like some kind of musical instrument that was regularly percussed.
The glass windows were fogged by the temperature difference between the inside and outside, and through the rain, the neon outside fell into a blur of light and shadow like a mirror.
Inside, it's a very different scene.
Obviously, the weather was still cold and the air was wanton and fresh, but Ning Sui felt that his whole body was too hot to be trapped in those wanton black eyes.
It seems that she never told him, but she actually liked his hugs very much.
I like that kind of ironing intimate intimacy.
When he was held in Xie Yichen's arms, Ning Sui felt very secure.
"Xie Yichen."
"Hmm."
He kissed him so inherently, on his cheeks, ears, and nose, that he was unexpected, and she really didn't expect it and couldn't parry, so she had to put her arms around his neck.
The tips of his toes seemed to touch something, and Ning Sui reacted for a while, only to realize that it was a few petals left on the bed.