Chapter 395: Weird Talk about Fengyang Hotel Rules (Thirteen)
The hotel corridors were empty and quiet, which made the waiting time seem long and slow, as if time had frozen.
Everyone's breathing was also infected and slowly became long and heavy. Tian Guihua looked at the dim light above her head nervously and began to consider the possibility of surviving the violent demolition of the door.
Before she could take action, a crisp "beeping" sound suddenly came to her ears.
Then, like everyone else, she cast her eyes on the slightly open door in front of her and the thin room card held between the young man's fingers.
Tian Guihua stared at him suspiciously: "Why did you knock on the door when you have a room card?"
Yu Huo shrugged: "You went to someone else's house and knocked on the door because you didn't have a key?"
Tian Guihua didn't understand: "What else?"
Yu Huo said, "You are so rude then."
As he said this, he no longer paid attention to Tian Guihua's dull look and gently pushed open the door of room 401.
After the door opened, the light of the incandescent lamp instantly spread to the dim corner area, illuminating the inquiring expressions on the faces of several people behind him.
It was not empty as the anchors imagined. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was the other person's particularly superior and slender figure.
He turned his back to everyone, holding a red dart between his fingertips, staring intently at the direction of the bull's eye. With a slight movement of his wrist, the dart flew through the air in an instant, hitting the bull's eye with astonishing speed and accuracy.
The sharp tip pierced the target with a dull sound, as if praising the man.
The other party then turned around and set his eyes on them outside the door.
There was still a sharp edge in his eyes that had not faded, which made everyone look stunned.
After a few seconds, the man lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly to reveal a barely perceptible smile, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"Come in."
As soon as the words fell, everyone seemed to have been pardoned, and the tension was finally relieved.
They walked in quietly, as if afraid of disturbing each other, and whispered their request in a low voice.
"Can we have eye patches?"
The manager glanced at the lame man who was speaking and did not answer.
This action made everyone's nerves, which had just relaxed, tense again.
Everyone looked at each other nervously, but the man walked back to the black and white target and raised his hand to remove the dart that was stuck in the center.
He walked back to where he had just stood silently, his bony fingers rolling the darts between his fingertips, as if he was thinking.
After a brief moment, he suddenly raised the hand holding the dart and stretched it towards the young man at the end of the crowd.
"Have you ever played it?"
Yu Huo raised his eyelids and shook his head silently.
The man raised his eyebrows in surprise, but did not retract his hand. Instead, he hurriedly moved it.
"Try it?"
Yu Huo showed hesitation, until his eyes caught sight of the surrounding anchors with expectant eyes, then he slowly walked forward and took the dart.
During the process, his fingertips brushed against the man's smooth back of the hand dishonestly. The alternating hot and cold friction seemed to cause ripples in the air, causing the other party to twitch his eyelashes in surprise.
Only then did the man realize that the young man's cold appearance actually embedded a pair of particularly abrupt fox eyes. When his eyes moved, there seemed to be a myriad of charms contained in them. If he looked at them for a second longer, he was afraid that he would accidentally indulge in them.
It seems like an existence favored by the Creator.
Unfortunately, beneath that beautiful exterior lies a frivolous soul...
Just as he was lost in his own thoughts, a dull sound was heard and he subconsciously looked at the target hanging on the wall.
The dart pierced the tiny hole he had just made, and the end was still trembling slightly.
Almost instantly, he looked at the young man beside him, met his charming eyes full of smiles, and asked, "Is this your first time?"
The young man didn't blush at all after telling a lie, and raised the corner of his mouth maliciously: "You believe this?"
Like a mockery.
Don't be ashamed, but be proud of it!
The man laughed angrily, leaving him lazily sitting back in his chair, raised his chin and returned to the point: "Come to ask for an eyepatch? Given your mental state, you shouldn't need one, right?"
The young man tilted his head: "It's not necessary... but I'm already here, so I don't want to waste it."
"Who told you it was a waste?" The man supported his chin with one hand, his beautiful eyes half-closed.
Fine rays of sunlight filtered through the glass and landed on his eyelashes, like a layer of fallen gold, making his facial features even more touching.
Even the breeze couldn't stand the loneliness and came in through the gap of the slightly open window, lifting the loose hair on his forehead.
At this moment, the word "youthfulness" seemed to be embodied in Huo's eyes.
His heart beat uncontrollably, so loud that he had to chuckle to cover it up. But because of the other person's beautiful face, he patiently asked, "How much? Name your price."
——No wonder Sister Qin calls Brother Lang "Young Master". He looks so rich. Does his family really have a mine?
——Then the question is, how did Sister Qin know?
——Maybe... we've known each other for a long time?
——That's right, I suspected it earlier. Their conversation in the elevator seemed like they'd known each other for a long time...
—Huh? Why didn't he tell me earlier about his relationship? I was worried about him for ages!
—By the way, didn't you find this livestream awkward? It felt a little... out of place?
——Holy crap! I also feel something is wrong. Why does the manager who leads the team-building activity in my impression look like a creepy old man?
——Yes, yes, yes, but I always feel like I can’t see the manager’s face clearly in this copy today!
——…Please stop talking about me upstairs. I just died not long ago and I’m a little scared~
Yu Huo waited for a few seconds, and seeing that the other party hadn't spoken, he couldn't help but frown and ask, "How much is it? Tell me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly glanced out the window.
The sparrow flapped its wings and flew through the air in an arc. Just as it was about to fly past, it suddenly and strangely stopped a centimeter away from the window frame...
Then, the wind stopped at this time.
Including the anchors behind them, their expressions were frozen, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
Only the handsome and tall man in front of him, his dark eyes slowly moved over him, with a smile on his lips and a cold light in his eyes.
“Money can’t buy…”
Ever since entering the dungeon, Yu Huo had never felt fear, but now, he felt a physiological cold sweat oozing out of his back, making him feel chilly.
It's like a small animal being targeted by a wild beast, seeing enemies everywhere.
But he didn't show it, his Adam's apple just slid calmly, and he smiled and said, "Forget it, I won't buy it."
Upon hearing this, the man adjusted his sitting posture so that half of his face fell quietly in the shadow of the wall, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere.
Especially that eye, the obvious malice in it seemed to have found an outlet in the shadows, and a thin black mist rose up.
Coupled with the usual calm tone, the picture becomes even more impactful.
He said, "You walked into this room on your own, it would be a bit unreasonable not to leave something behind~"
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