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On the way to a certain hotel by taxi.

The two of them didn't even have time to change out of their cosplay costumes, so they got into the car in such a weird way and said that they were going to a certain hotel, and as expected they attracted the attention of pedestrians and drivers on the road.

"..." Zhou Jin sat nervously on the seat, kept grabbing the cushion under her body, and took deep breaths one after another.

Zhilong reminded her again: "Jin, I'm not that impatient, the pace doesn't need to be so fast, you have given me enough surprises today, I'm already very happy, it doesn't matter if you don't want to."

"I didn't want to..." Zhou Geun said stubbornly, she committed a stubborn mistake at this time, and she was unwilling to admit it.

"Really?" He squeezed her palm.

"Really." Zhou Jin nodded earnestly, Zhilong couldn't laugh or cry with his expression of going to death.

"XX Hotel has arrived." The driver reminded them.

"Let's go." Zhou Jin boldly grabbed his hand and was about to get off the car.

"Hey, hey, I haven't paid before the car. I know you are in a hurry, but you have to pay the car now." The driver yelled behind him. Zhou Jin's cheeks flushed with shame, and she ran over to pay quickly. And ran back again.

Coming to the hotel lobby, Zhou Jin pretended to be sophisticated and said to the lady at the front desk: "We want to open a room."

"An hourly room or an overnight room?"

"Is there any difference?" Zhou Jin was confused, Zhilong covered his face...he didn't know her. . . . . .

"Is the young couple here to do business?" The front desk lady looked at them with experience, "That's the hourly room, bring your ID card."

"I didn't bring it..." Zhou Jin scratched her head, regretting that she was not prepared enough.

"Use mine." Zhilong reluctantly handed over his ID card.

The lady at the front desk took a look at them, lowered her head while registering and said, "Don't worry, our hotel has done a good job of keeping secrets. Even artists won't let it out."

"..." Zhilong took back his ID card speechlessly, he didn't say anything yet, isn't this guy a little too self-conscious? . .

"Room number 3212, this is your room card, please keep it."

In the elevator, Zhou Jin stared blankly at the slowly changing numbers, chanting words, completely treating Zhilong beside him as air.

"Don't be nervous...don't be nervous...it won't hurt...it won't hurt..."

The third floor arrived in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Jin rushed out at once, holding the room card and walking stiffly to the door of the corresponding room.Zhilong reluctantly followed behind, and it seemed that her little recklessness had started to happen again.

Swipe the card, open the door, and close the door in one go, as if you forgot something...

"Jin, open the door...you locked me out..." Zhilong knocked on the door helplessly, she seemed overly nervous...

"Ah... that's right!" She hurriedly looked for the doorknob, but couldn't turn it open.

"...You have to insert the room card back first..." You don't need to look at him to know what stupid things she has done.

"..." Zhou Jin opened the door with a tired face, not daring to meet his eyes, went straight to the bed and lay down stiffly, "Let's start..."

Zhilong looked at the stiff Zhou Jin: "Have you really made up your mind?"

"..." Without saying a word, she undid the buttons of Simpson's clothes one by one, revealing the thin T-shirt she was wearing, with her chest heaving violently.

Zhilong's eyes darkened, and he pressed down on her while unbuttoning the buttons: "Ask me one last time, don't you regret it?"

"Yeah." Zhou Jin closed his eyes.

Zhilong pushed back the messy hair sticking to her forehead, and slid his fingers all the way down Zhou Jin's cheeks, until they lingered on her collarbone.

"Our Zhou Jin's collarbone is so beautiful~" He teased, Zhou Jin's expression changed as expected, his face was as red as an overripe apple.

Staying on her collarbone for a while, Zhilong's fingers continued to move down, quickly swipe across her ups and downs of the snowy peaks, he was satisfied to hear her gasp, and then came to her flat belly and circled again.He put his palm on it, feeling the heat coming from inside continuously.

Zhou Jin froze and took a deep breath, not daring to relax.

He could clearly sense her stiffness, turned his head sideways and sucked her lips, his dexterous tongue traveled on her lips, gently tracing her outline, prying open her white teeth.

Although it's not the first time that lips and teeth are intertwined, Zhou Jin seems to be more reluctant to let go than before, and keeps retreating.

He pressed her head, further rolled up the tip of her tongue, and led her to dance.

Zhou Jin slowly began to respond to him, Zhilong's eyes darkened, and his other hand gently caressed her small earlobe, feeling that her body was more relaxed, he continued to shift his "position" and sent her lips away to kiss her. Her sensitive collarbone left hickey marks of different shades.

Zhou Jin twisted her body uncomfortably, she seemed to have become strange, the places where his fingers lingered, the places where his lips touched were unbelievably itchy, even her heart seemed to be scratched by a kitten's paws, itchy and intolerable.

His big hand gradually returned to her chest, and he shook it lightly.

"Ah..." A sound of □ escaped from her mouth, and Zhilong instantly woke up.

He let go of her soft mass, and adjusted his breathing with his back to her.

"What's wrong?" She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at him who stopped suddenly, her voice was hoarse.

"I can't..." He turned his back and shook his head, "You're not ready yet."

"But I..."

"I know you want to give me a surprise, Jin." He got up and walked to the bathroom, "But there is no need to be so anxious, I don't want you to think that I am an impatient person, you know, I am Quan Zhilong who has been a trainee for 6 years , all I have is patience and time. Don't force yourself."

The sound of rushing water gradually sounded in the bathroom, drowning out the conversation between the two.

Zhou Jin tidied her clothes, recalling the scenes just now, she still felt hot in the face, the lingering warmth from his fingers, and the feeling of the touch of lips and skin was lingering.

What should I do, the atmosphere seems to be getting weird...

She paced up and down the room restlessly, looking at the oil paintings by unknown artists hanging on the wall for a while, tidying up the messy quilt, folding Simpson's clothes back into the bag, and standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows facing The night in front of me was in a daze.

And the hourly room they live in has only one bed, what should they do later?

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In the bathroom, Zhilong kept pouring warm water on his hot body.I almost couldn't control it just now, when her body was looming under the sweat-soaked T-shirt, my reason gradually lost track, thinking that the fire she lit had to be extinguished by her, and the movements of my hands were unconscious Aggravated, it wasn't until her chaotic voice that he suddenly woke up.

With Zhou Jin's snail personality, if I really did this today, I might have to avoid him for a long time.He had to wait until she was ready, when she was really willing and no longer afraid, it was not too late.

Impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil...

After taking a shower, Zhilong put on the bathrobe prepared by the hotel, wiped his hair and came out.

Zhou Jin bounced off the bed at once, rubbing her hands nervously, her eyes wandering all over the place: "What should we do now?"

He glanced at the clock on the wall and said: "It's getting late, it's better not to check out, just sleep like this."

"...But." Zhou Jin hesitated, "There is only one bed here..."

Zhilong chuckled: "What are you afraid of? It's not the first time we've been in the same bed, are you afraid I might do something?"

"No... not." Zhou Jin, who had been seen through her mind, stammered, "Then go to bed, good night." She fell on the bed and pulled the quilt over her body.

"Good night." Zhilong rubbed her little head, lay back to back with her, and turned off the light in the room.

In the darkness, Zhou Jin rested her head on her arms, staring blankly at the dark wall.

"Can't sleep?" Zhilong asked as if he had eyes behind his back.

"You know again." She replied sullenly.

"Fool, your breathing is too messy."

"...Thank you for your reminder, I will correct it, Mr. Quan Zhilong." She said solemnly.

He waved his hand silently: "You're welcome, Manager Zhou."

"..." After the conversation, Zhou Jin continued to stare at the wall.

"Can't sleep yet?" Zhilong's voice sounded again.

"Aren't you too?" He meant it...

"Why don't I sing you a lullaby." Zhilong cleared his throat, planning to imitate his vocal cords.

"just sing."

"Sleep, sleep my child

sleep sleep my child

Jigu chicken, don't cry

my baby woke up

Wang woof puppy, don't bark

my baby woke up

sleep sleep my child

Sleep, sleep, sleep well. "

"..." Zhou Jin fell silent.

"How?" Zhilong asked curiously.

"...Can I say that the tone is ugly?" This is definitely the strangest lullaby she has ever heard, bar none.

"Just be content, you, my mother sang this song to me when I was a child, and I didn't even have the right to refuse it. It sounds like chanting, but it also has a hypnotic effect if you listen to it too much~" He became interested, "Would you like me to sing this song?" Sing another verse for you? Go to sleep, go to sleep..."

"stop!"

"what happened?"

"...It's really ugly."

"Okay, tell me why you suddenly want to sacrifice yourself today."

"...Lee Zhiyan taught..."

"Thank her for me... By the way, the president found out about us."

"How?" She turned around, frowning.

"Someone secretly took pictures of us by the Han River, but the news was bought out by the president. The price is that I have to find him a limited-edition building block bear exactly like Seunghyun."

"He let you go so easily?"

"Hehe, I know him very well. As long as he doesn't violate his bottom line, the matter can be resolved. Besides, the president is definitely a fan of building blocks. When will I take you to visit his office, there is definitely a building block bear heaven."

"Oh... what is a building block bear?" Zhou Jin turned into a curious baby and kept asking questions.

"A Japanese toy, the president and brother Sheng Xian both like it." He tapped her forehead, "Okay, I've finished what I want to say, go to sleep."

"OK, good night."

Next chapter preview: Intuition tells me that you will continue to be embarrassed when you wake up tomorrow~~~~~

The author has something to say: In the middle of the night, he vomited blood and died