Chapter 272 My Roommate is a Pervert (Seventeen)
The hot spring villa was more than two hours away from the school. Jiang Feng, the birthday boy, was driving in the front. Yu Huo, who had never had a driver's license in his life, and Shou Zhugan, who also had no driver's license, were driving behind all the way.
The person being talked to was Huo Yan. Jiang Feng wanted to laugh but was also a little scared while listening to him.
Before getting off the car, he reminded the two guys not to let anything slip in front of Huo Yan.
Skinny Bamboo patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."
Yu Huo sneered: "Just you?"
Skinny Bamboo was unhappy: "What's wrong with me?"
Yu Huo twitched his lips in an ambiguous way: "If you keep your mouth shut, you won't see a single whisper in the 9.6 million square kilometers of China."
The thin bamboo pole was defeated and retorted: "How good are you!"
Yu Huo pointed to his forehead and said, "Maybe I have an extra brain than you?"
Skinny Bamboo covered his heart and complained to Jiang Feng: "Look at him!"
Jiang Feng shrugged: "I can't control it."
"There are only three of us now, and you two are actually forming a clique?" Skinny Bamboo covered his face and pretended to cry: "The real disappointment is not the quarrel."
By the time I came to my senses, the two men had already run to the counter.
Jiang Feng took out his personal information to register, and then sent messages to his other friends outside the school.
Yu Huo stood by the price list, pointed to one of the rows and said, "We want this hot spring."
Skinny Bamboo ran forward and took a look.
——Wine pool.
Damn, is he crazy?
"No, I want the male enhancement soup!" Shouted the skinny guy unwilling to be outdone.
Yu Huo: "How insecure are you? I want a wine pool!"
Skinny Bamboo Pole: "You're not King Zhou, why do you need a wine pool? I don't care, I just want the male potion soup!!!"
Jiang Feng knocked on the counter with his fingers and said to the receptionist with a smile: "Sorry, I have booked the Huaqing Pool."
Yu Huo and Shou Zhugan: "...Don't want Huaqing Pool!"
Jiang Feng was helpless and explained: "The two hot springs you booked are too small. I have some friends coming over soon, so there won't be enough space."
The two wanted to protest, but the waiter only listened to the payer. He smiled and placed an order for Huaqing Pool on the computer and handed over a room card.
On the way to the locker room, Yu Huo and Shou Zhugan took a look at the Huaqing Pool suite.
Only then did I realize that the hot spring in Huaqing Pool was not a large pool as I had imagined, but was divided into 5 small hot spring pools located behind the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room, in a circular shape.
There is also a small platform in the center for storing food or playing games.
From a distance, thick white smoke floats in the sky, as if you are in a fairyland.
Okay, Huaqing Hot Spring looks pretty good too, right?
"Hello, the locker room is over here." A man in a short-sleeved shirt came forward and led them to the locker room at the end.
Yu Huo used his bracelet to open his locker, took out a brand new bathrobe and went into the back compartment to change clothes.
The bathrobes here are all disposable. The white silk fabric feels cool to wear and smooth and comfortable to touch.
When he came out, he found that a few strange men had appeared in the room. They were relatively young, about the same age as him, and were wearing designer clothes, with watches or other expensive accessories on their wrists.
The center of the crowd was Jiang Feng.
Hearing the door closing, he subconsciously looked over here, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
As the old saying goes: If you want to be pretty, be filial.
Yu Huo's skin is already fair, and the white bathrobe makes it look even whiter. It feels like water can be squeezed out of it if you pinch it.
His gaze was noticed by his friends, who all looked over and asked curiously, "Who is this person?"
Jiang Feng stepped forward, his slender fingers naturally falling on Yu Huo's collar, tightening his waist. The closed collar instantly covered a large area of his white chest.
But the next second, his satisfied look was replaced by regret.
Because he found that the belt was tightened, and the beautiful waistline of this person was exposed again, so he immediately stepped forward to cover Yu Huo's figure, and at the same time greeted the friend behind him: "A new friend I met at school, his name is Yu Huo."
In the eyes of others, Jiang Feng's considerate behavior instantly became a true portrayal of possessiveness.
Several rich second-generations were all shrewd people. They looked at each other, and then a smile flashed in their eyes: "Yu Huo, hello."
After briefly introducing themselves, they tactfully turned their gaze away from the pink-haired boy and casually asked, "Where's Huo Yan? You two have been friends for over a decade, and he didn't even come to your birthday party?"
"He will be here soon." Jiang Feng said and waved to Shou Zhugan who had just changed his clothes. The few of them went to Huaqing Pool talking and laughing.
After entering the house, Jiang Feng's friend placed the gift on the table and then found a sofa to sit on: "You have a party at home tomorrow, right?"
Jiang Feng nodded when he heard this, and stretched out his hands to arrange the gifts given to him by his friends, but he did not rush to open them: "Yes, I was afraid that I would ignore you tomorrow, so I brought everyone here to gather in advance."
Or maybe Jiang Feng has high emotional intelligence in this life. Everyone here is a second-generation rich man with a good family background. These two sentences reflect your attention to them. Although it seems of no use at the moment, over time, these attentions will accumulate little by little, and will be of some help when they inherit the family business in the future.
After all, you can still make a comeback without money, but without connections... you will not be able to move forward.
Yu Huo watched all this calmly, fiddling with the tassels on the tablecloth with his fingers out of boredom.
At around eight o'clock, Huo Yan, wearing the same white bathrobe, finally walked in. There were obvious bruises on his eyelids, and he looked very tired.
"Hey!" The young man sitting on the chair near the door laughed mischievously, pointing at Huo Yan and jokingly saying, "Where did Mr. Huo go to have fun yesterday? Look at the dark circles under his eyes, tsk tsk tsk..."
Huo Yan glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Seeing that he looked unhappy, the man smiled awkwardly, looked away, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.
Huo Yan handed Jiang Feng a beautifully wrapped gift box and said, "Happy birthday."
Jiang Feng smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you. Why are you here so late?"
"Traffic jam." Huo Yan replied concisely. His eyes fell on the conspicuous sickle-shaped ear piercing needle on the other person's ear. He paused and praised, "It looks very nice."
Yu Huo raised his eyes and followed Huo Yan's gaze, a hint of joy flashing across his eyes.
At this moment, someone pulled out a board game box and suggested, "It's boring to just soak in the hot springs. Look how convenient that round table in the middle is. Why don't we play a game?"
"What game?" Jiang Feng asked.
The man winked at him. "King's Game."
Skinny Bamboo clapped his hands approvingly: "I think it's fine, let's play the King's Game."
Huo Yan tutted his words and said, "Boring."
Skinny Bamboo Frown frowned and was about to retort when he suddenly changed the subject, "Actually, life isn't as boring as you think. Besides that kind of thing, there are actually many interesting things and objects. You should experience more of them."
Huo Yan looked like an old man on the subway checking his phone: "What are you preaching about? And...what do you mean by that? Are you sick?"
Skinny Bamboo was afraid that if he explained it too clearly, he would lose his defense, so he patted his shoulder and gave him a sympathetic look.
Huo Yan inexplicably had a bad feeling, and his temper flared up. He immediately demanded, "What's that look in your eyes? Explain what you meant to me clearly!"
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