Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan didn't expect that even if she went to the toilet, she would encounter unclean things——

Washing my face in front of the sink, there was nothing before I lowered my head, but when I looked up, I saw many "people" behind me in the mirror, standing densely, all of them staring at me with blank faces and gloomy expressions.

Qing Huan wiped her face calmly, then turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

Actually... the recent state is not quite right.Obviously, these things would hide from me before, but recently they are rushing to find the door... Could it be that my recent luck is so bad?

Qing Huan was walking in the corridor, thinking about things with her head down. A man walked by the opposite side, walking very fast. When she was in front of her, she suddenly posted it.

When Qing Huan returned to the private room, he had no intention of playing anymore, so he leaned into Gu Yuehua's ear and said, "Let's go."

Gu Yuehua saw Qing Huan's listlessness, and didn't force her anymore, she tipped those Japanese girls, then pulled Qing Huan to settle the bill and left the club.

"Why does your body smell like blood?" Gu Yuehua asked.

Qing Huan touched her lower abdomen subconsciously, and then said unnaturally: "I bumped into an injured person just now, and it was stained."

"Really?" is not a question, but noncommittal.

"I don't want to go shopping anymore, let's go back to the hotel." Qing Huan had lost her mind at all.

"……it is good."

As soon as Qing Huan and Gu Yuehua left the club, the managers and security guards of the club gathered in the corridor not far from the toilet——

"Really, I just saw a man with dyed blond hair stab that boy," said the uniformed waiter with a pale face, "The boy is still sitting on the ground, he bleeds a lot Blood……"

"There are indeed bloodstains here..." The manager stared at the bloodstains on the tiles and frowned: "But, where did that boy go? Logically speaking, where else could he go if he was injured?"

At this time, another waiter ran over and said in a panic——

"Manager, a drunk guest on the fifth floor was stabbed suddenly, it was a blond man..."

The manager's expression was serious, and he ordered: "Close all exits immediately, and catch that blond man!"

"Yes!"

……

Besides, Qing Huan and Gu Yuehua returned to the hotel, Qing Huan took off his coat, took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Gu Yuehua picked up the coat and took a closer look. There was indeed some blood on the coat, and what attracted his attention was the five-centimeter damage mark on it——looking at the shape, it seemed to be scratched by a knife blade. And the knife is very powerful...

Gu Yuehua narrowed his eyes - what happened to Qing Huan in such a short time - if he was really injured, why is there nothing wrong with him other than looking tired?Moreover, the blood has been dry for a while, unless the wound has been bandaged...

In the bathroom, Qing Huan was lying in the bathtub with only her head sticking out.

It's been a long time since I felt "death".When the blond man stabbed himself just now, blood gushed out. The man's technique was very skillful, and all the blood vessels in his abdomen should have been punctured... If it was an ordinary person, he must have died in that corridor.But... I am not an ordinary person.It was precisely because of Qing Huan that she could not continue to stay in that club, otherwise it would really cause big trouble.

If possible, Qing Huan doesn't want anyone else to know the secret of the word, but Gu Yuehua is so smart, maybe he has guessed it now...

Qing Huan never wanted to pierce the window paper.

Sure enough, I've been really unlucky lately...

Coming out of the bathroom, Qing Huan saw that Gu Yuehua was standing at the door talking to someone, who seemed to be a hotel waiter.

When Gu Yuehua returned, he had an extra tray in his hand, and on the tray was a glass jar containing a pink-white drink.Gu Yuehua poured a cup and handed it to Qing Huan——

"Drink this."

Qing Huan took a look: "What is this?"

"Tomato yogurt juice." Gu Yuehua laughed.

"It feels like a strange mixture..." Qing Huan frowned: "Can I stop drinking?"

"No." Gu Yuehua said firmly.

"why?"

"This is a blood-enriching drink that Japanese people like very much."

Gu Yuehua's words immediately silenced Qing Huan, he coughed lightly, stopped continuing the topic, picked up the cup and drank slowly.After drinking one cup, Gu Yuehua took the rest over——

"Drink all of these."

"..." What else can Qing Huan say?Even if he didn't like the taste very much, he had to drink it all, he wanted to quickly end the awkward atmosphere in front of him.

After drinking the so-called blood-enriching drink, Qing Huan couldn't wait to rinse her mouth.When he came out again, Gu Yuehua was no longer in the room - Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

Go to bed and get ready for tomorrow's trip.

Qing Huan lay on the bed and soon fell asleep, but he didn't know that after he fell asleep, the door of the room that was closed was opened from the outside...

The next day, when Qing Huan opened her eyes, she saw Gu Yuehua standing in front of his bed fully dressed——

"Get up, we're leaving."

"Oh." The strange atmosphere of yesterday seemed to have been swept away.

Qing Huan got up immediately, after washing up, the two of them ate a simple breakfast, and then set off for the next stop - Kyoto.

On the Shinkansen, Qing Huan looked out the window and asked Gu Yuehua, "Is there anything interesting in Kyoto?"

"April is the Cherry Blossom Festival, November is the Maple Viewing, and now..." Gu Yuehua paused: "Go to Kyoto to see the snow. I heard that it is snowing heavily in Kyoto, and the snow scene is worth seeing."

"Snow scene..." Qing Huan was looking forward to it - because in Yicheng, the snow rarely fell, and even if it snowed, it seldom accumulated and melted quickly.

It took about two hours before they arrived in Kyoto, and checked in at a hot spring hotel as previously scheduled.

The hostess of this house is a charming young woman, wearing a red plum blossom kimono, with a loose bun on her head, but it does not make people feel rude, but has a lazy beauty.The hostess is called "Chiyo", and she is very warm to them. Even if Qing Huan can't understand Japanese, she knows that she has been talking nicely.

The room is a traditional tatami mat, and Qing Huan and Gu Yuehua still have a room for each person.Qing Huan put her luggage away, and checked the room carefully again, only to be relieved if she didn't find any "things" that shouldn't exist.

Qing Huan went to the next door to find Gu Yuehua, but the paper sliding door called "Border" was ajar. Qing Huan was about to call for someone, but saw the scene in the room - Gu Yuehua was standing, but Qiandai was clinging to her. On his body, Gu Yuehua's face was caressed with soft and boneless fingers, her red lips were slightly parted, she didn't know what to say, and Gu Yuehua was also staring at her with her head down...