Lisa insisted on giving them her phone number, then watched pitifully as they disappeared into the elevator, her eyes filled with reluctance.
How she wished she could follow them upstairs!
Alas, she had finally met a man who stirred her heart, yet they had only spent a brief while together before having to part ways.
Lisa was about to leave when a thought struck her; she hurried to the front desk to inquire, "Excuse me, how many days did Mr. Tang Yuchen book the room for? I’m their friend. You saw me just now; I brought them back. They’re here in H City for sightseeing, and I’m worried they might be too shy to trouble me, so I want to know how long they plan to stay."
"Mr. Tang booked the room for four days, they just checked in this morning," replied the receptionist.
Four days, huh, she knew he was lying to her.
But... this was great; she could spend the next few days with him.
An Ruo and Tang Yuchen returned to their room, where she asked him without mincing words, "Why did you lie to Lisa? We’re not leaving until the day after tomorrow."
The man smiled slyly and said, "If I didn’t deceive her, would you want her following us around like a tail tomorrow?"
"She’s genuinely interested in you," An Ruo said casually, without any hidden agenda.
Tang Yuchen suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind and whispered huskily in her ear, "And I’m genuinely interested in you."
An Ruo’s eyes flickered, and she pushed at him, "I’m tired, I’m going to take a shower and then rest."
"Baby, let’s shower together," he said, not loosening his grip; in fact, he held her even tighter.
"No, let go of me, I’m really tired."
"Don’t be shy, I can give you a massage to ease your fatigue," he said, lifting her up and heading towards the bathroom.
An Ruo rolled her eyes inwardly; did he think she was unaware of his intentions?
"Tang Yuchen, I’m serious, I really am tired!"
She struggled covertly as the man closed the door of the bathroom and skillfully peeled off her clothes.
"I know, that’s why I need to give you a massage, see how considerate I am to you."
"...Who cares for your massage."
"I care," he replied.
An Ruo was at a loss for words; her resistance was futile. Tang Yuchen excitedly stripped both of them, turned on the shower, and the warm water immediately wet their bodies.
She was uncomfortable with such face-to-face intimacy, but he enjoyed it, his blood boiling.
Under his fervent gaze, An Ruo’s cheeks blushed, feeling utterly disgraced. She looked away, but he caught her chin and forced her to meet his eyes, not allowing her any retreat.
Locked in his intense, pitch-black gaze, An Ruo felt as if magnetically drawn, unable to look away.
The man leaned in close, breathing raggedly, and slowly kissed her lips. He held her tightly, the kisses becoming more passionate and intense. Then, unable to help himself, he possessed her, loved her, letting her sink with him into the exquisite sensation...
Due to last night’s indulgences, it was eight o’clock the next morning, and they were still lazing in bed.
Just then, the doorbell rang, waking An Ruo.
Tang Yuchen kissed her forehead and whispered, "I’ll go get the door."
He threw back the covers, wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and went to answer the door.
Glancing instinctively through the peephole, Tang Yuchen was stunned to see that it was none other than Lisa standing outside.
Turning back to the bedside, An Ruo asked groggily, "Who is knocking?"