After seeing the emotion color, they all turned pink.

"Just provide your identification information, and the call log for this conversation..."

Xu Chuan avoided the main issue and changed the subject. "I've given my phone to the receptionist now; just provide her with whatever she needs..."

"Wait, wait... who did you go out with? Yuko?"

"Ah, just a friend, Yuko knows him too... Hey, hurry up, we're both exhausted, just give us your information, it's okay..."

After saying that, Xu Chuan handed his phone directly to the front desk.

The young woman started operating the computer.

Old Xu readily agreed and provided his identity information as required.

However, after finishing, Dad seemed to ask the receptionist a few more questions.

The receptionist glanced at Xu Wanxing and answered quietly into her phone.

Xu Chuan took back his phone and was about to say goodbye when his father's voice suddenly turned serious.

"Xu Chuan, I've given you a 'smile,' but this isn't encouragement. I know you're grown up now. Some things can't be controlled by discipline alone, but I hope you remember that as a man, responsibility is more important than love..."

Old Xu's voice was loud, and his lecturing could be heard by the receptionist and Xu Wanxing even through the phone.

"Hmm." Xu Chuan blushed and hung up the phone after his father finished speaking.

"Room number 8417, right by the Yi River, very quiet, you two had a pleasant stay~"

The young woman handed over the room key with both hands, and the two receptionists bowed to Xu Chuan and Xu Wanxing together.

"Haha, this hotel service isn't bad..."

Xu Chuan tilted his head and laughed to ease the awkwardness.

Xu Wanxing followed behind him somewhat awkwardly, grunting and nodding in response.

At this moment, she suddenly seemed a little scared.

Xu Chuan was also a little nervous, but he was concerned about his image, so he put on a calm and composed expression, swallowed, and entered the elevator.

The metal door slowly closed, and the two of them pursed their lips, their arms gently pressed together, enclosed in a fragrant, enclosed space.

Watching the elevator doors close in the distance, the male receptionist looked away and said softly.

"Are kids these days so precocious? They look like they're only in high school..."

The receptionist seemed not to be listening to her colleague at all. Looking at Xu Wanxing's impressive talent, she said sourly,

"Being too familiar isn't good..."

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"Bang."

The room door is closed.

"Beep".

The electronic lock automatically locks itself.

In the huge room with the king-size bed, the two stood in the entryway, stunned.

Xu Chuan turned around, and Xu Wanxing's carefree demeanor on the bridge had completely vanished.

Her delicate face flushed slightly, and her eyes sparkled.

She looked exactly like a shy young wife, except that she didn't wear any pink that represented shyness and excitement; she only wore black and yellow.

However, the proportion of yellow has now recovered.

"What should we do first..." Xu Wanxing seemed to remember that she was the one who started this whole thing, and spoke softly first.

I don't know either...

"Let me take a shower first. I've been standing in the square all afternoon and I'm a bit sweaty..."

Xu Chuan's voice was calm, but his legs and feet rushed into the bathroom in a panic.

"Splash splash..."

The shower water, neither too hot nor too cold, slightly calmed Xu Chuan's anxiety.

In fact, he only regarded this matter as a delaying tactic from the beginning and had no real intention of taking it any further.

But Xu Wanxing's figure is too unfair!

Especially when he turned around and looked down in the entryway,

The girl's stunningly beautiful, slightly shy face, combined with her remarkable talent below, created a striking contrast...

It's practically a weapon that arouses lust, one of the seven deadly sins of mankind!

If Xu Wanxing were an "ordinary" high school girl, even now, he could still calmly take her hand and sit on the bed to comfort her.

While taking a shower, Xu Chuan used the inexhaustible pale blue light to calm his mind.

After calming himself down in the bathroom and taking several deep breaths, Xu Chuan turned off the shower, dried himself off, changed into a bathrobe, tidied his clothes, and walked out.

The curtains in the room were open, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a lush green embankment, beyond which lay the shimmering surface of the Yi River.

Xu Wanxing sat quietly in a corner by the large bed.

She carefully placed her hands on her knees and quietly looked out the window.

Gazing at the place of death she had chosen for herself.

Seeing this, Xu Chuan's anxious heart calmed down instantly.

Why did she choose a Zisha teapot? It's so beautiful, and her parents are still alive. What could she possibly be upset about?

"You're done washing, I'll go wash now..."

Xu Wanxing stood up, lowered her head, brushed past Xu Chuan, and went into the bathroom.

"Beep beep".

His phone vibrated; someone had sent him a message.

Unlock the screen.

Yu's son: [What the hell have you been doing?]

Yu's son: [Your mom called me. Did you really go to see that woman?]

Xu Chuan: [What did she ask you? What did you say?]

Yu's son: [Holy crap, really? You actually got her? Holy crap! You son of a bitch! You deserve to die!]

Yu's son: [(Animated emoticon: an elderly man breathing heavily)]

Xu Chuan: [You actually believe that?]

Yu's son: [Ah, that scared me to death! I knew you wouldn't betray your brother, that's great!]

Yu's son: [But why did you book a hotel room for her? Just pay her back the money, are you trying to be a simp? (doge)]

You's son: [Give up, you can't handle this kind of girl. You might have a better chance if you tried to woo Lin Xixi.]

Xu Chuan: [So what did your mom ask you?]

Yu's son: [She asked me if I'd been hanging out with bad people lately, and also asked if I knew you had a girlfriend.]

Xu Chuan: [You are the biggest bad element]

Yu's son: [And I even spoke up for you! If I hadn't said I knew that girl, your mom would probably have slapped you in the face with just one phone call. (picking nose)]

Xu Chuan: [Thumbs up]

Xu Chuan: [As expected of my son, Itachi!]

"Clatter".

About ten minutes later, the sound of water caught Xu Chuan's attention.

He looked up towards the bathroom.

A wisp of white steam dissipated as the frosted glass sliding door opened.

Thin disposable slippers, seemingly soaked with water, covered the girl's small, fair feet as she stepped out from behind the door.

With a few water droplets clinging to them, the girl's heels were a pale pink from the steam.

Further up, her shapely, fair calves, lifting her slippers with a slight effort, accentuated her beautiful curves.

Although the bathrobes at the Regent Hotel were long, they were very loose. Even after Xu Chuan tightened the belt, his upper body still felt empty.

But after seeing Xu Wanxing, he felt that the bathrobes in that fancy hotel weren't designed for him.

The light pink belt cinched the waist, further accentuating the girl's slender and shapely figure.

Xu Wanxing's delicate and pretty face was flushed from the steam, and her dark eyes became more lively.

Her hair didn't seem to be completely dry; a few damp strands draped over her shoulders, clinging to her fair neck and collarbone.

A few drops of water still clung to her chest.

Sliding down the snow-white, curved silhouette created by the tightly buttoned robe, reflecting the hotel's enchanting lights,

Slide into the provocative ravine.

Xu Chuan looked down at his palm.

Yuko might be right about something: Xu Wanxing is someone I might really not be able to handle...

She was dressed neatly in her bathrobe, yet she exuded a greater allure than if she were naked, arousing a desire in one to want to destroy her.

Alright, that's all for today's Tomato Novel...

Xu Chuan swallowed, feeling a bit anxious again.

He wasn't even properly wearing his bathrobe.

After simply putting it on, he casually buttoned up two buttons, revealing the boy's collarbone and half of his chest.

But one can imagine that his face was probably even redder than the girl in front of him.

In Xu Wanxing's case, after so much time has passed, the yellow hue has not only not been swallowed up by the black despair, but has instead become increasingly dominant.

From what was originally a small section, it has risen to a full fifth, standing shoulder to shoulder with the despairing blackness.