Chapter 651 - 179: The Rain Keeps Falling (Part 2)
"Yan Huan, there’s a light over there, meow. I see it, it’s a building with lights on, still in business. Maybe someone there can help, meow!"
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan immediately looked in that direction.
Unlike Meow-chan with its excellent eyesight, Yan Huan could only vaguely see a faint glow through the heavy rain curtain.
Should’ve brought the black-framed glasses.
Originally planned to use them to aid Intelligence boost during the exam, but wearing them is really mentally exhausting.
Anyway, this test wasn’t difficult, almost everything was known, so I just let it be.
"Ha... ha... so... so uncomfortable..."
Listening to Ye Shiyu’s extremely uncomfortable groan, Yan Huan couldn’t help but sigh.
Alright, there’s no other option, only gamble on it.
Then, he stood up, pulling the groggy Ye Shiyu to her feet.
At the same time, he took off his jacket and covered it over Ye Shiyu and his own heads.
"Ready... go!"
The next second, Yan Huan took Ye Shiyu and jogged towards that direction.
"Pitter-patter... pitter-patter..."
Just stepping out from the platform, the thin clothing overhead sounded like steel beads hitting the ground, making Yan Huan feel the raindrops through the fabric.
Fierce wind howled around, Yan Huan struggled to keep a balance for the two, but couldn’t prevent the slanting rain curtain from soaking them through.
Bone-chilling cold surged in, causing goosebumps on Yan Huan’s skin, Ye Shiyu’s face pale as a sheet.
But fortunately, they were almost there...
That glowing building.
"Tap tap tap..."
"We’ve arrived!"
Finally, Yan Huan led the completely drenched Ye Shiyu to the front of the building.
He looked up with hope and saw two large lines of characters on the neon sign,
"Ai Jie Theme Love Hotel"
"Unmanned operation, self-check-in; absolute privacy, fully equipped; everything from the wildest dreams; a spring night awaits you."
"..."
Yan Huan stared blankly at the two lines of text, his expression turning abstract.
"Well, don’t just stand there meow, at least you and Ye Shiyu have a place to rest, right?"
On his shoulder, Meow-chan, completely dry, also withdrew its gaze in a daze, nudging his face with its paw pads to comfort him,
"Inside there’s air conditioning, you can shower, it’s better than staying outside in wind and rain, meow."
"Buzz buzz..."
Yan Huan hadn’t even opened his mouth, maybe because of Ye Shiyu’s proximity, the neon light above started flickering.
Meanwhile, Ye Shiyu, drenched in his arms, was shivering more and more...
Realizing this, Yan Huan could no longer care about anything else and quickly pushed open the hotel door.
"Clack~"
With the glass door opening and closing, the bone-chilling wind and the pelting rain were kept outside.
His body temperature rose significantly, allowing Yan Huan to let out a breath of relief.
He glanced at Ye Shiyu’s pale face, marked with a sickly blush, and immediately turned his head to look around.
As expected from the hotel’s advertisement, there wasn’t a single person.
On the counter was only a machine displaying various room themes and prices, with a "Check-In Now" button below.
If the button was green, it indicated the room was available; if it was dim, it indicated a guest occupied the room.
At the moment, wheather was uncooperative, all rooms in the hotel were green.
Yan Huan scanned up and down, found no option for a double bed, so he drew out 300 bucks and selected the cheapest non-themed big bed room.
Inserted the money, pressed the "Check-In Now" button, and a bunch of keys dropped from below.
There was an entry key, a power card, all strung together with the notice.
"201..."
Yan Huan glanced at the room number, dragged Ye Shiyu, and headed up the stairs.
"Clack~"
Pushing the door open unveiled a round bed covered with rose petals.
No phone, one sofa, the nightstand was filled with paid contraceptive supplies and lubricants and such.
Yan Huan swallowed hard, quickly tossing Ye Shiyu onto the bed.
He turned around, inserted the power card, pressed the heating button on the air conditioner, only for the room lights to start flickering again.
Even the just-started air conditioner suddenly stopped, then emitted a "beep-beep-beep" eerie sound,
"Hiss..."
"Xiao Huan..."
While Yan Huan was studying the air conditioner’s situation, on the bed, Ye Shiyu’s mumbled call suddenly came.
Yan Huan turned his head to see Ye Shiyu’s cold, gorgeously beautiful features now buried in a "sea of black hair."
Her face was flushed, her gaze dreamy, unclear if her eyes were open or half-closed, but in any case, they were looking his way.
"...What’s up, Sister Shiyu?"
Is it because the temperature raised that awareness became clearer?
Yan Huan didn’t know, so he approached Ye Shiyu as he responded aloud.
"..."
Ye Shiyu stared blankly in this direction, and after a long time, she said with difficulty,
"Socks... are wet... so uncomfortable sticking... Xiao Huan... help me take them off..."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Yan Huan was slightly stunned, turning his head to look at her lower half.
Today beneath Ye Shiyu’s skirt was a pair of 50D tights, now soaked through, some parts glistening with moisture, others dim and dull.
Presumably, those tights wrapped her legs’ shape too perfectly, making them look quite pleasing regardless.
But Yan Huan just retracted his gaze, stopped advancing, and said,
"That’s not appropriate, Sister Shiyu. Try taking them off yourself, I’ll head to the bathroom to dry my hair, it’s all soaked."