"What a broken Hotel, even in the room."
Wang Xueying came down from behind Shen Dapeng and found several switches in the room, but without exception, they were all red lights. Unexpectedly, she inadvertently saw a separate partition space between the bathroom and the bedroom. There was a red leather chair in it. It was very fun and strange. There were two chairs, one high and one low, eight legs under it, and two armrests on it, Two vertical handrails are also connected next to the handrail.
"Shen Dapeng, what is this? Do you know me? Like a big octopus... "
"I don't know."
Shen Dapeng glanced. It seemed that he had seen the style of the chair. He couldn't remember for a moment, so he had to shake his head truthfully.
"Is this... For fitness? You see so many messy parts... "
As Wang Xueying spoke, she sat up curiously. First, she shook on the lower stool, stretched out her hand and dragged the handrail above. She sat and stretched like exercising in the gym, but the posture was uncomfortable.
He sat on the upper chair, leaned against the back of the chair, and put his legs on the horizontal armrest. After doing a few sit ups, he still tilted his head and shook his head, "it's not exercise, but it's very comfortable to lie down..."
Wang Xueying was wearing a knee length skirt. Now she was lying on the chair with her legs. The spring light suddenly leaked out. The hips that could not be wrapped under the flesh colored silk stockings seemed to struggle with elasticity. The pink inside was also looming and sometimes absent. Shen Dapeng inadvertently saw it in the dim and red light. For a moment, he felt that his heart beat faster and his breath was short.
"Come down quickly and don't be spoiled by others."
Shen Dapeng didn't want to make a mistake. He quickly turned his back and patted his cheek to wake himself up.
"Hiss, coward, I'm not afraid of you. Look, what are you shy of?"
Wang Xueying also found that her posture was not elegant at this time, but there was no one else in the room. What if she was taken advantage of by Shen Dapeng? It's his man sooner or later.
Wang Xueying looked at the strange chair again. She really couldn't figure out what to do. It was not fun. She jumped down from it. As soon as she got out of the partition, she saw Shen Dapeng taking off his clothes. Her eyes suddenly widened, she swallowed her saliva nervously, and subconsciously took two steps back in front of her chest.
She is usually careless. It seems that she is ready to comfort her love all the time, but when it comes to the critical moment, after all, she is still a reserved and weak girl in her bones. She can never lose her bottom line and reason impulsively because of desire like a boy.
"You, you, what are you doing undressing?"
Although excited, hesitant and tangled, Wang Xueying was still happy. She had chased Shen Dapeng for so long. Shen Dapeng finally came to his senses. It seems that the smelly and hard stone in the pit has finally made herself warm.
"What are you doing? Take off your clothes and take a shower. "
Shen Dapeng took off his coat and trousers and walked towards Wang Xueying, one step, two steps, three steps... Closer and closer, Wang Xueying's breathing became faster and faster, and there was nothing else to stop at his ears, except the sound of heartbeat.
"Why are you taking a shower?"
Wang Xueying's voice was weak, mosquitoes and flies, and her white teeth clenched her vermilion lips. Yu Guang stole Shen Dapeng, who had already arrived in front of her, but only dared to look down at the ground.
"Crazy girl, are you okay? Wriggling is not your character. Take off your clothes quickly. "
Shen Dapeng gently pushed Wang Xueying away, passed by her and went straight to the washroom.
"Oh."
Wang Xueying turned and looked at Shen Dapeng's back. She danced excitedly. Her nervousness faded a little, strengthened her courage, and muttered in a tiny voice, "or, or let's wash together!"
"What are you talking about?"
Shen Dapeng didn't hear clearly. He glanced behind him and saw that Wang Xueying hadn't taken off her clothes. He couldn't help but frown. "Look where your clothes are dirty. Ask the waiter to send them to dry cleaning. Don't forget to send mine!"
"Tell me to work? What do you give me? "
"Dong!"
In response to Wang Xueying, there was a loud sound of closing the door. Shen Dapeng had entered the bathroom. She wanted to open the door and spread some evil fire, but the door had been locked by Shen Dapeng.
"Asshole, bully me."
Wang Xueying tooted her mouth and reluctantly went into the house to pick up Shen Dapeng's clothes and trousers. She only picked them up with two fingers. Sure enough, it was stained with a lot of viscous soil. It seems that they rubbed on the ground when they fell.
Wang Xueying looked at her clothes and skirts again. Although they were not as dirty as Shen Dapeng's, they also stained some. No wonder she was despised by the coquettish girl downstairs just now. She felt despised when she looked at them.
Glancing around the room, I saw two sets of silk nightgowns placed at the head of the bed, picked one pink, hid in the partition, changed all his clothes, and when I took off my inner clothes, I inadvertently heard the sound of water in the washroom. At this time, I found that the sound insulation effect of the partition frosted glass was not good, and when I looked carefully, I could see Shen Dapeng's hazy figure, Inevitably, the imagination in my heart began to float again.
"Hum, since you have responded in the text message, I won't let you have another chance to repent. Tonight... I see how you can escape my Wuzhishan."
The corners of Wang Xueying's mouth rose. With bursts of bad laughter, she clenched her five fingers and picked up the clothes to send them to the waiter for dry cleaning. Suddenly, she saw her little inside and felt that it was too private. She put it on a strange eight claw chair and walked out of the partition room with only a skirt, sweater and silk stockings.
After I came out, I called the bar and called the waiter. The service attitude of the downstairs bar clerk was not very good, but the waiter was very fast. Less than a minute after I hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door.
Wang Xueying wrapped her clothes with Shen Dapeng's group. When she opened the door, she found that it was a boy of her own age. She thought the waiters were all women. Unexpectedly, it was a boy. She quickly pulled the collar. "Do you have dry cleaning service here?"
"Sorry, beauty, our hotel has no dry cleaning service. We can only give it to the cleaning aunt for washing. We can get it at noon tomorrow. The charge is five yuan a piece, which is still very cheap."
The waiter also saw that Wang Xueying was beautiful, so the service attitude and tone of voice were more cordial.
"Not until noon tomorrow?"
Wang Xueying will have a class tomorrow morning, which is the last review of the key points of the final exam. It has little to do with her to enter Shuimu University. It is thanks to the key topic that Shen Dapeng gave her, which is almost the same as that of the college entrance examination.
When she arrived at the University, she also found that among her classmates, her grades were not very good. If she didn't want to fail, she couldn't skip class. Although taking clothes at noon tomorrow is conducive to the world of two with Shen Dapeng, if she failed the exam, she may be teased by Shen Dapeng again.