100 Days Of Escaping My Wedding-Chapter 579: There Must Be Something Wrong with the Way I Open It

After the two had left, the two front desk receptionists simultaneously sighed in relief.

Front Desk A exclaimed, "Who would have thought that there are still men like Liu Xiahui today!"

Front Desk B stuck out her tongue, "Isn’t that the truth! That woman had such a great figure and she was so beautiful too! His attitude made it obvious that he had feelings for her, and yet he let such a good opportunity slip by. Could there be something wrong with this guy?"

Front Desk A had an epiphany, "When that woman suddenly came over asking for our help, I really found it strange! With her qualifications, what kind of man would need her to go through so much effort? Now I finally understand! A man like that is indeed hard to pursue... if any woman fell for him, it would certainly be a tough chase..."

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It wasn’t until they reached the door that Leng Jing let go of Tang Yu’s hand and pushed the door open to enter.

"It’s inevitable to encounter inconveniences when away from home. If we hadn’t hurried earlier, I’m afraid we’d have to sleep in the lobby tonight. You’re still wet, you must take a shower and change clothes promptly!"

Tang Yu silently followed behind, not saying a word. Seeing Leng Jing’s clear and open manner, his heart despised himself ten thousand times.

His mind was filled with filthy thoughts, thoughts like "a lone man and a single woman sharing a room," and "lightning and thunder, dry wood and a raging fire."

He didn’t dare, because he was truly afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

His feelings for her were already too deep, any slight stimulation at this point would likely act as a catalyst, causing a qualitative change.

At that time, Tang Yu, engulfed in chaos, never doubted the front desk’s attitude. Logically speaking, with the hotel rooms in such high demand, they wouldn’t worry about a lack of guests. If he didn’t want to stay, others would. Why then did they waste time talking so much with him?

When Tang Yu said he would come to pick her up, Leng Jing had already been plotting. She had reserved a room in advance and asked the front desk for help. When she and Tang Yu arrived, no matter how many rooms were left, they would claim that only the last one remained.

However, she hadn’t expected that, coincidentally, there really was only one room left.

She thought that this time it truly could be considered the alignment of "the right time, the right place, and the right people"!

Tang Yu apologized somewhat, "I was supposed to pick you up and take you back, and now I end up stuck here with you..."

Leng Jing took out a nightgown from the wardrobe and handed it to him, "Stop talking about that, go take a shower quickly."

This was a couple’s suite, so there were two sets of nightgowns for men and women. The room had only one large bed, and the whole set-up was quite cozy and romantic, creating a very atmospheric environment.

Tang Yu, holding the nightgown, glanced at the prominent warm-colored big bed in the room, blushed to his ears, and quickly scurried into the bathroom. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Leng Jing put away their belongings and sat on the bed, feeling a bit tired. It was her first time going to such lengths for a man. She had done almost everything today that she once thought she would never do in her lifetime.

And the decision she was about to make was making her even more nervous...

When Tang Yu came out of the bathroom after showering, he saw Leng Jing had already fallen asleep on the bed.

Her coat was hung on the coat rack, her body adorned in a black deep V-neck hip-hugging lace dress, her fair legs and the faint rise and fall of her chest were partly visible, along with her unguarded expression...

Tang Yu was instantly set ablaze by this scene, panickedly slammed the door shut, and retreated back into the bathroom.

"There must be something wrong with the way I’m approaching this..."

Tang Yu was sweating profusely, leaning against the door of the bathtub, repeating this sentence to himself. His desire and reason were separated by merely a door, and the feeling of desperately restraining himself while yearning to break free was like a wild beast rampaging through his mind.