The remaining two rooms were not connected together, separated by several rooms, one at the front and one at the end of the corridor.

Everyone knew that this was Boss Huang's temptation, so they did not question this statement and accepted it readily.

When they came to the last room in the corridor, they pushed the door and entered. Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo checked the room carefully, and they didn't let go of every corner easily.

After confirming that there are no pinhole cameras or monitors installed in the room, the hearts of the two people finally fell.

Fu Shimo stretched out his hand and stroked a handful of sheets. The texture was soft and not rough, and there was no dust. He thought that someone should clean it often.

He walked to the window and drew the gray curtains, "Go take a shower, Boss Huang is very suspicious, and there will be more temptations later."

"Okay."

Yan Zhixu felt the same, opened the maple white wardrobe in the room, took out a set of washed nightgowns and walked to the bathroom.

"Crash-"

After a while, there was a slight sound of water in the bathroom. Fu Shimo took off his glasses, took out a tissue and wiped the lenses without a trace of dust.

He calmed down, wiped his lenses for a while, and then threw the garbage into the trash can, paced to the window, opened the curtains and looked at the pitch-dark village.

Thirty minutes later, Yan Zhixu came out of the bathroom with a pair of white flip-flops under his feet.

She held a clean towel in her hand to wipe her dripping hair.

Looking at the man standing by the window, standing tall and straight with a clear breath, "Go take a shower, and go to bed early after washing."

"Um."

Fu Shimo turned around.

His eyes stayed on her for a moment, and he saw the drops of water dripping down from the head, sliding down the perfect jaw into the slender and graceful swan neck.

In just two seconds, he quickly looked away, picked up a bathrobe and seemed to have the same expression, but his footsteps were faintly accelerated towards the bathroom.

Yan Zhixu noticed his fast pace, and the movement of wiping his hair paused slightly.

"Ah."

There was a chuckle in her throat, and she pulled out a chair with a wild look and sat down, sitting in a loose posture, wiping her hair slowly.

The sound of water came, and time passed.

Fu Shimo came out of the shower, wearing a black bathrobe loosely on his body, and his hair was wet and dripping with water.

The strong chest muscles were vaguely exposed on the chest, and the belt was tied casually, as if the clothes would loosen with a gentle pull.

"Yo, I have a good figure, typical clothes are thin, and there is meat in undressing."

Yan Zhixu wiped his hair, put the towel away, and let out a whistle.

The last time he was in the sea market, he had just finished bathing on the video call.

Witnessed up close, the visual shock is far more intense than in the video.

Fu Shimo's Adam's apple rolled, "Thank you for your compliment."

It was the first time that the two were in the same room in this way, but there was no embarrassment in the air.

The two have a skillful and casual tone, and they have a sweet and sour smell when they get along.

He walked to the door and turned the handle to open it to reveal a gap large enough to peek inside.

After ten minutes, there was a very light footstep sound in the corridor.

"..."

Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu looked at each other, he pulled him up and fell onto the soft bed.

He propped up the bed with one hand and his other hand caressed her face.

Slowly bowing his head, the two noses touched each other, touching each other.

As long as they draw a little further, the two will press their lips together and feel the softness and warmth of each other's lips.

A big man stopped at the door and saw the scene inside the house through the slit.

From his point of view, this pair of lovers are intimately rubbing each other's ears, and the air is also filled with an ambiguous and warm atmosphere.