Today, she has already thrown up all over Hao Jian, and if she uses words to provoke him further, she fears Hao Jian will explode. And if Hao Jian does explode in anger, the consequences are sothing she dares not imagine, because when a boy gets angry in a situation like this, the repercussions are terrifying and not sothing she, as a girl, can bear.
However, she was a bit curious. Why is it that she is the teacher and Hao Jian is the student, and she is even Hao Jian’s horoom teacher? But now, she feels as if the dynamics between her and Hao Jian have switched places. In front of Hao Jian, she doesn’t have the aura she should as a horoom teacher, whereas Hao Jian seems to have an authority greater than hers.
In other words, originally when she was with Hao Jian, technically she should be the elder and Hao Jian the younger, but now, Hao Jian seems older, and she feels like the younger one.
A layer of doubt rose in her heart; she was unsure why this was happening, but it was a very direct feeling. Because, when managing a student, naturally there was an aura she possessed standing in front of the student, it’s an aura that naturally exudes, like when students fear their horoom teacher knowing they’ve done sothing bad.
But now, standing in front of Hao Jian, she naturally lost that feeling. Instead of her having an aura in front of Hao Jian, it felt like Hao Jian possessed an overwhelming presence, making her feel like she was the one looking up to him.
She couldn’t figure out why their relationship had mysteriously changed in this way. She didn’t know the reason, nor why she suddenly felt like this, so she was puzzled, frowning slightly.
Of course, these thoughts only flashed in her mind montarily and then quickly receded. She looked at Hao Jian, wondering how to respond to his words.
She paused and said apologetically, "Sorry about that, it was uncontrollable. I don’t know why I suddenly felt like vomiting, and then it just ca out abruptly. I couldn’t control it, but I promise it won’t happen again."
Li Weiwei spoke with a sense of remorse. Hao Jian was initially very angry, but seeing Li Weiwei in such a guilty state, he didn’t know what to say, and his anger diminished considerably. Thinking about it, he realized he had already been thrown up on, and no matter what he said to Li Weiwei, it wouldn’t change anything—he had already been vomited on, so what could he do? He couldn’t very well lose his temper at a drunk woman.
With this thought, he shook his head in resignation, no longer speaking to Li Weiwei or venting his anger at her, choosing instead to quietly walk into the bathroom, turn on the faucet, and wash himself off. However, after rinsing once, he found that just rinsing was ineffective, as it only washed away the stains without removing the lingering odor. If Xiaohai slled the alcohol on him, she’d definitely question him.
If asked about where he went to fool around and why he had the sll of alcohol, he naturally wouldn’t know how to answer and couldn’t easily explain.
So, after so thought, he directly entered the bathroom, took off his clothes, and decisively started showering.
What he didn’t know was that when checking in, the hotel receptionist saw him and Li Weiwei together, booking only one room for the two of them, and Li Weiwei was clearly drunk. It didn’t take much to guess why a young couple would co to a hotel late at night after drinking—so the receptionist simply gave Hao Jian a couple’s suite.
A couple’s suite naturally has only one bed, and it has a slight feature, which is that the glass in the bathroom is a special material. One can’t see outside from inside the bathroom, but one can see inside the bathroom from outside.
In other words, when Hao Jian is showering inside, he’ll feel like he’s in a closed space, while outside, one can see everything that’s happening inside.
And since this design is ant to cater to the romantic whims of couples, as long as it has such a design, it naturally isn’t just for show. So, Li Weiwei, sitting on the bed at this mont, glanced over inadvertently and saw Hao Jian undressing.
She was astonished, wondering if she was seeing things and looking at such a scene. But then she blinked, and Hao Jian had already completely disrobed.
However, when she saw Hao Jian just now, she was stunned. She originally thought the n in films were quite large, but seeing Hao Jian now, she realized that in front of him, those n were nothing, completely overshadowed.
She was instantly shocked, dumbfounded. She suddenly realized the hotel’s feature, the distinctive feature of the couple’s suite. Only then did she realize she was staying in a couple’s suite and understood what was happening.
Li Weiwei’s face involuntarily turned red; she stole a few more glances, knowing she couldn’t keep looking, she then retracted her gaze.
anwhile, in the bathroom, Hao Jian was oblivious to all this, continuing to shower quietly to wash off the alcohol sll from his body. After washing, he washed his clothes again until all traces of the sll were gone, wrung them dry, and then erged wearing the wet clothes.
When he ca out, he glanced at Li Weiwei and felt she seed a bit off, her face was red, but he couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong, so he acted as if nothing had happened, silently walking over to the mirror to tidy up his hair.
Also, because the glass in the couple’s suite bathroom is made of special material, after the water flow in the bathroom stops, aning no one is showering, its transparency feature disappears. This is considering that couples might feel shy discovering the feature and would be too bashful to shower.
So when Hao Jian walked over to look, the bathroom glass had already returned to normal, and no one could see inside anymore, so he didn’t know what Li Weiwei had just experienced.
To disguise her embarrassnt, Li Weiwei looked at Hao Jian who had erged in wet clothes and said, "Why are you wearing wet clothes? You’ll catch a cold."
Hao Jian gave her an icy stare and said, "Isn’t it because soone vomited on ? If I hadn’t been thrown up on, would I be in this situation? If I catch a cold, so be it, anyway that person who made a mistake still doesn’t seem ready to admit it."
Li Weiwei naturally understood who Hao Jian ant by "that person"—who else could it be but her! But she couldn’t say much, so she gave Hao Jian a glare.
Hao Jian quietly turned on the air conditioner, adjusted it to warm mode, preparing to slowly blow dry his wet clothes, better dry it as much as possible.
Originally, he planned to drop Li Weiwei at the hotel room and leave, but because she threw up on him, he had to shower, delaying his departure. Now it’s already past eleven, and typically Xiaohai would be sleeping, likely already in bed for her beauty sleep.
He just hoped that she would be reasonable tomorrow and not bombard him with questions.
All of this was Li Weiwei’s fault; if it weren’t for her, he’d be comfortably sleeping on his bed by now, not being vomited on, and not standing there in damp clothes, utterly uncomfortable, feeling his mood hitting rock bottom.
Li Weiwei sat there, unsure whether to speak or remain silent, filled with awkwardness. Although she wanted to say sothing to Hao Jian, she didn’t know what to say. Because, at this mont, Hao Jian seed taller and more imposing than ever, giving her the feeling that she needed to look up to talk to him.
Suddenly, Hao Jian glanced at her and asked, "Aren’t you going to shower?"
"Ah!" Li Weiwei suddenly exclaid in surprise. Shower? She really wanted to, as she was drenched in the sll of alcohol, and when she threw up, so got on her naturally, although she’d wiped it off, it still felt uncomfortable, of course she needed a shower.
For any girl who loves beauty and cleanliness, not showering at this mont is simply unbearable.
But, recalling what she just witnessed outside, her face turned red as a tomato, flushed and sizzling.
She’d just seen everything, inadvertently catching a full view of Hao Jian. If she showered, then with Hao Jian outside, wouldn’t he see everything?
Then... wouldn’t her innocence be compromised?
The thought was simply unimaginable, utterly...
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