On the chilly late-night street, Xiao Bailu pursed her lips, looking at those trying to escape with pity and lancholy.
At that mont, she suddenly realized that she had never thought of running away, not for even a second.
Clearly, at the hotel front desk, knowing the city was sealed off, she still had ti to take a taxi to the airport and leave.
But at that ti, her mind was full of wanting to pick a fight with Huo Tingzun, argue with him, and stay in the sa room just to annoy him.
She never thought about leaving alone.
Later, when Huo Tingzun asked her to do such tiring work, she didn’t refuse.
He ntioned several tis "You can quit," but she always argued back, never intending to quit, determined to stick it out with him.
Was her brain muddled?
Faced with such a life-threatening situation, she didn’t prioritize her safety but instead ended up being his servant?
She... she wanted to quit!
hour later.
Xiao Bailu returned to the hotel with two heavy bags and a big cardboard box.
Huo Tingzun looked at the heap of stuff, frowned: "What is all this? Are you sure it’s food and daily necessities?"
Xiao Bailu: "Yeah, it’s a whole box of instant noodles, I barely managed to grab it, it was the last box in the supermarket. This bag of rice was also the last one, I split it with an old lady. Oh... this bag... it’s so feminine hygiene products, none of your business."
As she said this, she hurriedly snatched away one of the bags containing sanitary pads and ginger red sugar.
Her period was approaching, so she needed to stock up, otherwise, it would be a hassle if she ran out.
Huo Tingzun: "..."
He asked her to buy food, and she bought instant noodles.
He asked her to buy daily necessities, and she bought sanitary pads?
Woman, you’re sothing else.
Angry, Huo Tingzun wore a gloomy face, showing not the slightest hint of hiding it as he turned back to the master bedroom.
"Bang—" He slamd the door shut tightly.
"Tch, stupid man. We’re going to stay in this hotel for at least a week. How can we manage without preparing so instant noodles and sanitary pads? Do you even have basic living knowledge? Instant noodles are the easiest food around, or did you expect to hoard up so five-star cuisine for you now? Really don’t know what it takes to run a household..."
Xiao Bailu pouted, carefully storing away all the stuff she had worked so hard to bring back, then returned to the guest room and filled the bathtub full of water in the bathroom, slipping in for a luxurious soak.
"Mm... so comfortable... The space without that stupid man is indeed much refreshing. Why on earth did I insist on sharing a presidential suite with him? If only that other standard room hadn’t been cancelled..."
Surrounded by hot water, exhausted and sleepy, she quickly closed her eyes.
Unknowingly, her body began to sink down into the bathtub.
First, her chin.
Then her little mouth.
Finally, her nose...
In her dreams, she was sinking into the bathtub...
==
"Splash—!"
A violent splash of water.
The man imdiately scooped Qin Xin up from the bottom of the hot spring pool.
Looking at the normally calm and bold young woman, now flustered and coughing incessantly from choking on water, her bun had co loose, hair wet and pitifully draped over her shoulders, his Adam’s apple bobbed again.
"Is sitting nicely on the stone in the hot spring very difficult?"
His voice was deep, with a hint of hoarseness.
Qin Xin, not yet recovered from the fright: "This pool is terrifying, the stones are slippery, like they’re alive. I was just sitting nicely, and it dragged down. Ah— my towel!!!"
Qin Xin snapped out of it, realizing her towel had floated away, and she was now... tightly embraced in Master Tuantuan’s arms!
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