Qiao Nian was obviously getting impatient, so she grabbed his wrist and looked at him seriously: "Let's just stay here for one night."
Ye Wangchuan only felt that his heart was pecked gently, and the perpetrator was still unaware. The warmth of the skin touching each other was so charming.
His throat rolled up and down, and he looked into Qiao Nian's eyes, and reluctantly compromised.
"If you say yes, then yes."
They took the room card left by Bo Jingxing and went to the top floor, swiping the card to enter.
The hotel they stayed in this time was close to the observatory, it was just an ordinary five-star hotel, and it happened to be raining heavily in your province so the airport was closed.
Many people are stranded here and cannot leave for the time being.
The hotel's only presidential suite had already been booked. Their suite was also a suite, but not as big as the presidential suite, and it had a master bedroom and a guest bedroom.
Qiao Nian went in and took a quick look around.
This suite is not small. The master bedroom is quite large, and there is a living room and tea restaurant outside. The modern light luxury style decoration goes for a cool texture.
She walked over and used her hands to feel the softness of the sofa, and it felt okay.
Qiao Nian threw his things onto the sofa next to him and went into the bedroom, saying, "I'll take a shower and wash my hair first."
She had been traveling since last night and hadn't gotten enough rest. She felt sticky all over and had been wanting to take a shower to wash away the uncomfortable feeling of sweat hanging on her body.
Ye Wangchuan came in afterwards, took out his cell phone and made a call. He watched the girl go into the master bedroom and close the door, and heard the sound of water dripping from inside.
A few minutes later.
There was a knock on the door.
Ye Wangchuan stood up and walked over to open the door.
"Master Ye, the clothes you wanted."
"give it to me."
Ye Wangchuan didn't let anyone in. He took the clothes from the room service and closed the door. Then he walked outside the master bedroom, knocked on the door, and said softly, "I prepared some clothes for you to change. Can I put them in for you?" The sound of water inside stopped for a moment.
A girl's misty voice was heard.
"Come in."
Ye Wangchuan hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to open the door, and pushed it open.
The bathroom in the master bedroom was filled with steam, and the outlines of the people inside could not be seen clearly, but it gave people a hazy and wet feeling of ambiguity that spread gracefully.
He was very gentlemanly and didn't look around. He walked in and put the dry clothes beside the bed in the bedroom, then turned his back and spoke to the person inside.
"I've put it on the bedside, come out and change it later."
"Well."
There was the sound of water dripping inside.
Ye Wangchuan did not disturb her while she was taking a shower. He turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.
Half an hour later.
The girl who had just finished taking a shower changed into fresh clothes and walked out, wiping the water with a towel in her hand. Her hair was a little longer, reaching her earlobes, and the ends of her hair were wet and draped over her shoulders. She wiped it roughly with the towel a few times and then left it aside.
Qiao Nian gave up his seat and said to him, "I'm done, you go take a shower."
She sat down on the sofa with her legs stretched out, picked up her laptop and put it on her lap, turned it on and prepared to discuss Starlink matters with Guan Yan.
She was so immersed in the difficult problems she would have to deal with tomorrow that she didn't notice the man go into the bedroom and get out a hair dryer. He then walked behind her and plugged it in. He hooked her inkstone-like short hair with his slender five fingers, turned on the hair dryer to the lowest setting and gently blew her hair.
It was not until Qiao Nian felt the warm breeze on the back of her neck that she subconsciously turned her head away.
A hand held her neck, restraining her movements, gently and gently.
"Don't move. Just do your thing. I'll help you blow dry your hair."