"The men's rooms are on the second floor, and the women's rooms are on the third floor." A spider leg with several strings of keys on it lifted up and accurately tossed two slightly rusty keys to Lu Xingyun and Bo Zijin.
“I live in 205, and you live in 206. We live very close to each other.” Lu Xingyun deliberately raised his hand and patted Bo Zijin’s shoulder, his tone filled with undisguised joy.
Bo Zijin brushed Lu Xingyun's hand away expressionlessly, and then patted the spot where the other had touched it, as if it were covered in dust.
In fact, as soon as Lu Xingyun got his hands on the key that had been touched by the spider's legs, he felt a tingling numbness and disgust in his fingers.
It will get better after wiping.
Therefore, the CEO's suit is very suitable.
...
After Yuan Qingli went up to the third floor, she got the key to room 305 from Jin Wuwu and weighed it in her hand; it was quite heavy.
Open the door and touch the light switch on the side.
As the light came on, the aroma of wood filled the air and wafted towards Yuan Qingli along with the entire house.
Directly opposite her was an old television set, covered with an embroidered, openwork television cloth, like a bride's veil.
This reminded Yuan Qingli of how her mother always liked to cover the refrigerator and air conditioner at home with these pretty lace-trimmed covers.
The room contained only a bed, a bedside table to the left of the bed, and a sofa chair; it was very basic.
Interestingly, there was a small, cool gray glass vase on the bedside table, barely the size of an adult man's hand.
Yuan Qingli walked directly to the window and pulled back the tightly closed curtains.
The light outside the window was dim, with the afterglow of the setting sun casting a few rays onto the glass, reflecting the cute and childlike graffiti on the glass and creating a dreamlike effect.
Opening the window, a rush of fresh air filled the air.
Compared to the thick, dark fog outside the windows of the Grand View Garden, this place feels more like a place where people can live.
Yuan Qingli didn't even touch the bed. She checked the door and found it to be an old-fashioned lock with a chain-linked bolt for double security.
Yuan Qingli sighed slightly. In such a world, even bulletproof doors would probably be useless.
Those who want to come in will still come in.
He recalled the subtle hints Bo Zijin had given him when they went upstairs.
That look... was a mixture of disgust and pity, and within that pity was a hint of ungratefulness and a quick, irrational acceptance of what was good for them.
Ultimately, Yuan Qingli summarized it into four words: When something happens, assemble.
She closed the room door, went downstairs, and without hesitation went straight to the door of 206 and knocked.
“Bo Zijin, I am Yuan Qingli.”
Lu Xingyun opened the door, leaning casually against the doorframe.
Meeting Yuan Qingli's gaze: "How did you know to come directly to this room?"
"Who dares disobey the CEO's orders?" Yuan Qingli said jokingly, nimbly slipping into the room.
Bo Zijin naturally chose to look for his room.
We'll see.
Although they had only known each other for a short time, Yuan Qingli was clear about it.
Lu Xingyun doesn't care too much about such trivial arrangements.
With just a few words, he agreed to Bo Zijin's wishes.
In the room, besides the overhead light, there was also the sharp light from Bo Zijin's eyes.
A mixture of curiosity and caution was splashed onto Yuan Qingli's face.
Looking into those eyes, Yuan Qingli desperately wanted to grab his arms and shake him violently: "Say something! Just say it!"
Lu Xingyun couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to kick the man, but in the end he patted him on the shoulder instead: "Stop beating around the bush and speak."
After waiting for five seconds, the CEO's first words were a full-blown complaint: "The environment here is terrible, I can't stand living here."
Yuan Qingli: "..."
Lu Xingyun: "..."
Seeing the speechless expressions on their faces, Bo Zijin straightened her expression and asked, "Did you see the hotel rules downstairs?"
His gaze lowered, and his long, raven-feather-like eyelashes swept down slightly, casting a shadow on his eyelids.
Lu Xingyun's attention was completely focused on the spider as soon as he entered the room, and he didn't care about anything else.
At most, we can try to retrieve his panicked soul.
“I saw it. The boss is Jin Xixi, Jin Xixi, Jin Wuwu. These two must be related, right?” Yuan Qingli asked suspiciously.
Bo Zijin gently tapped her temple with her well-defined fingers: "Think about it here, what is this rule trying to remind us of?"
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