"Oh, OK." Buya took the suitcase, walked through the aisle, and pushed the door into the room.

Then she was successfully shocked by the girlish room, with white lace curtains, pink sheets and quilt covers, and an oversized doll on the bed.

Before she could put her luggage down, the bathroom door opened with a click. Bu Yao turned around in a daze and saw a bloody scene.

Lu Shen, who was thinking about her, had only a bath towel wrapped around her body, and froze at the bathroom door with a blank look on her face!

The newly washed black hair was still dripping, and the water droplets slid down his sexy collarbone and eventually penetrated into the depths of the bath towel, which was extremely imaginative.

Bu Yao couldn't help swallowing, her eyes widened, so she ignored a question, why was he here!

After a moment of confusion, Lu Yan leaned on the door frame in a charming manner, and said with a joking look: "Does it look good? Do I need to take off the bath towel and let you see it 360 degrees without blind spots?"

Bu Yao's face turned red suddenly, but she still maintained her last stubbornness, "No, no, I don't have to, I have a good figure."

"Then what are you staying here? Are you going to watch me change my clothes?" He said, reaching out to take off the bath towel from his waist.

Bu Yao was so scared that he covered his face with his hands, "Damn Lu Yan, are you sick? This is my room, where can I be if I don't have it?"

His sneer came from his ears: "Who told you that this is your room?"

"Ha?" Bu Yao was confused, "Isn't it?"

Lu Yan's eyes had a bigger smile, but his tone was particularly worthy of a beating: "If you really want to sleep with me, I don't mind."

Bu Yao looked around the rooms full of pink girlish hearts, looking in disbelief: "This fuck, your room?"

"What, can't it be?" Lu Yan raised his eyebrows, as if she dared to say something that would not work, he would dare to pack her out of the team.

"Goodbye!" Bu Yao clasped his fists at him, turned his head and ran away.

Standing in the aisle, she sent a crazily WeChat message to bombard He Xiaopang.

[Sailor Moon Hero: He Xiaopang! Come out and get beaten!]

【I am not fat, I am expansive:???】

[Sailor Moon Hero: Damn it! Lu Shen’s room is full of pink girlish hearts? Am I blind or is he lying to me? So who is the room in the third room on the left hand?]

[I'm not fat, I'm inflated: You read it right by the girl, that's Lu Shen's room, you don't understand the world of exquisite boys.]

[I'm not fat, I'm swelling: By the way, are you two progressing so fast? Is it already... entering his room?]

[Sailor Moon Hero:??? Didn’t you let me in? The third room on the left?]

[I'm not fat, I'm swelling: wait, I'll look at which side is left first.]

【Sailor Moon Hero:???】

Bu Yao was shocked, so He Xiaopang, you are not in the left and right? Then, do you swear to me that the third room on the left?

Bu Yao, who knew the truth, burst into tears. She tried to push the door of the third room on the right, and just by accident, the door opened.

“…”

Bu Yao wants to kill someone.

What's even more terrifying is that the decoration style of this room is even more crazy than the pink girl opposite.

Black curtains, black walls, black floors, black beds...

If she hadn't confirmed that she was still alive, she would have suspected that He Xiaopang was attending her funeral.
Chapter completed!