Wilderness Romance!

In Zhao Hongying's opinion, Lu Pingchuan might not dare to take her to a hotel, after all, she was the daughter of Master Zhao.

Unexpectedly, Lu Pingchuan walked up to Zhao Hongying without hesitation, turned around, and squatted down: "Come on up."

"Huh?" Zhao Hongying was somewhat surprised. "You...you really want to take me to a hotel?"

"Weren't you the one who wanted to go?"

"Aren't you afraid? I'm Zhao Si's daughter."

"What's wrong with Zhao Si? If you're not afraid, why should I be?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongying was stunned.

She had her eye on several men before, but because of her status, they didn't even dare to associate with her, fearing that they might accidentally offend her and be punished by her father.

But Lu Pingchuan actually dared to take her directly to a hotel. Even if nothing happened between them, once his father found out, he probably wouldn't let him off the hook.

While she was lost in thought, Zhao Hongying heard Lu Pingchuan's impatient voice.

"Are you coming or not? I'm really tired in this position."

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Zhao Hongying was stunned. When they were running away earlier, Lu Pingchuan called her "father" in his haste, which was one thing, but now that no one was around, he still dared to call her "father".

Lu Pingchuan is incredibly audacious!

However, Zhao Hongying was not angry at all. On the contrary, she had a strange feeling. Apart from her father, Lu Pingchuan was the first man who dared to scold her.

Without further hesitation, she immediately climbed onto Lu Pingchuan's back.

"Slap." Lu Pingchuan placed his hands on Zhao Hongying's pert buttocks, immediately stood up, and carried her away into the distance.

Zhao Hongying wrapped her arms around Lu Pingchuan's neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and breathed hot air into him, saying, "Lu Pingchuan, you've got some nerve, daring to call me 'father'."

Even if I called you "Dad," would you dare answer?

She thought Lu Pingchuan would realize his mistake and apologize to her immediately, but to her surprise, he just coldly said, "You try."

"Dad," Zhao Hongying called out.

"Sigh." Lu Pingchuan agreed without hesitation.

He agreed; he actually agreed.

"Well, Lu Pingchuan, you actually dare to agree?" Zhao Hongying frowned, pretending to be angry, and raised her small fist to gently punch Lu Pingchuan's back.

Lu Pingchuan was not to be outdone, and with a sudden burst of strength, he gently squeezed it.

"Zhao Hongying, you'd better not move, or I won't be polite."

"Lu Pingchuan, you're taking advantage of me."

"..."

Lu Pingchuan carried Zhao Hongying for a full twenty minutes before finally spotting a hotel that looked decent.

The two went to the front desk, and Lu Pingchuan took out his ID card and handed it over: "Hello, could you please book two rooms for me?"

The receptionist bowed slightly, a professional smile on her face: "I'm sorry, sir, we only have one room left in our hotel."

"Twin beds?"

"A large bed."

Lu Pingchuan didn't speak, but turned to Zhao Hongying: "How about we try another place?"

"This..." Zhao Hongying hesitated.

After escaping from the bar, in order to avoid being discovered by the thugs, they only dared to wander around the edge of the new district, where there were few people, restaurants, hotels, and entertainment venues.

To find this hotel, Lu Pingchuan carried her for more than twenty minutes. If they left, who knew when they would find another one? It was already past 1 a.m.

Moreover, Lu Pingchuan was already drenched in sweat from the journey, and she felt too embarrassed to let him carry her around any longer.

"Fine, one room it is."

Is this appropriate?

Lu Pingchuan just wanted to ask Zhao Hongying's opinion, since they had just met and it wasn't appropriate for a man and a woman to be alone together.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongying turned her gaze to the side, a sly smile appearing in her eyes, her tone carrying a teasing provocation.

"What? Scared? If you're scared, then go find another one."

"Fuck you." Lu Pingchuan cursed inwardly. If you're not afraid of a woman, why should I be afraid?

He slapped his ID card on the front desk and said without hesitation, "Check in."

"Yes, sir."

The receptionist smiled and took his ID card, then began checking him in.

Lu Pingchuan paid the room fee and deposit, took the room card, and walked into the elevator with Zhao Hongying on his back.

After entering the elevator, Zhao Hongying, who had been chattering away, suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, her mood was like fifteen buckets of water being drawn up and down, fluctuating wildly.

Although she is already twenty-five years old, this is her first time coming to a hotel with a man, so she is inevitably a little nervous.

She lay on Lu Pingchuan's back, carefully examining him. His features were sharp and distinct, his figure slender and upright, and he exuded a strong sense of security, perfectly matching her criteria for a partner.

Despite the short time they spent together, Zhao Hongying developed a strange fondness for Lu Pingchuan.

At the Night Fragrance Bar, Lu Pingchuan risked his own safety to rescue her. She sprained her ankle, and he carried her on his back all night without saying a word.

Moreover, the men she used to know either avoided her or fawned over her, their eyes full of calculation.

But Lu Pingchuan was different. He was the first man who dared to call her "father," dared to scold her, and was also the first man who treated her like an ordinary woman.

More importantly, given her status, who knows when she'll encounter a man like that again?

If something could happen between us, that wouldn't be bad.

As she thought about it, Zhao Hongying's face flushed.

After exiting the elevator, Lu Pingchuan found the corresponding room, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The room wasn't large, but the warm glow of the floor lamp gently filled the entire space. The furnishings were simple and clean, with a large bed in the center, soft bedding laid out neatly, and a faint aromatherapy scent lingering in the air.

Lu Pingchuan walked to the bedside, bent down and placed Zhao Hongying on the edge of the bed, then turned and went into the bathroom.

I had been running with Zhao Hongying for over an hour, and I was sweating a lot. I felt sticky and uncomfortable, so I decided to take a good shower first to feel better.

Lu Pingchuan took a quick shower, emerging wrapped in a towel in just over ten minutes.

He found a cigarette, lit it with a "click," and then took out his phone, browsing through it haphazardly.

Zhao Hongying sat on the bed, rubbing her injured ankle with both hands. Her gaze kept falling on Lu Pingchuan. Several times she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Her subtle movements naturally did not escape Lu Pingchuan's eyes.

He put down his phone, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and asked, "What's up? Something wrong?"

Zhao Hongying pouted and muttered softly, "I've been running around all night and I'm covered in sweat. I want to take a shower too."

"Then go ahead and wash it. It's not like I'm stopping you from washing it."

"I..." Zhao Hongying looked at her slightly swollen foot and said pitifully, "My foot hurts, I can't even stand up, how can I wash it?"

"Then what should we do?" Lu Pingchuan looked helpless. "I can't exactly wash it for you, can I?"

"Okay," Zhao Hongying said, her eyes full of provocation, half-jokingly, "Your suggestion is good, but I wonder if you dare to do it?"

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