2d Empire

"Sorry sir, there's only one room left."

"Those two double rooms."

"There is only one double room left."

Yi Qing looked at the front desk, speechless, "That's a double room, and a single room."

"Okay..." Just as the front desk was about to agree to come down, the staff next to him said, "Sorry, the last double room was just booked by those two gentlemen and ladies."

"Puchi..." Xiazhiqiu Shiyu who was on the side saw the whole process, and she, who was always taciturn, couldn't help laughing out loud.

This smile made Yi Qing very embarrassed.

"Do you still have the umbrella?"

Hearing this question, the receptionist pointed to the umbrella bucket next to Yi Qing, "The last one was bought when you asked just now."

I'm such a fucking dog!

Just when Yi Qing was thinking about it, he saw another passerby outside the hotel.

Yi Qing made a quick decision, gritted his teeth and said, "Then open me a single room!"

"Ok!"

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When Yi Qing took Xiazhiqiu Shiyu upstairs to the open single room, she couldn't help frowning as soon as she entered the door.

The room was considered clean and tidy, but it seemed unsuitable for him.

But this is a small hotel, and it can only be used for one night.

"Go take a shower, don't catch a cold, I'll clean up."

Although Xiazhiqiu Shiyu didn't change his expression on the surface, Yi Qing knew that the other party must be cold.

After all, it was raining heavily just now. Although we arrived outside the hotel in time, the rain was too heavy, so we naturally got wet, but fortunately, we didn't lose our clothes.

But the clothes are crumpled and stuck to the body, which must be very uncomfortable.

"Hmm..." Xiazhiqiu Shiyu didn't say anything at this time, she was indeed a little cold.

"By the way, give me the clothes you took off, and I'll blow them with a hair dryer."

There is no change of clothes, so it can only be like this, otherwise it will not be dry until tomorrow, and it will be uncomfortable to wear.

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Seeing Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu entered the bathroom, listening to the rustling sound through the thin door, Yi Qing didn't have any evil thoughts.

The main reason is that he is also wet, a little uncomfortable, and also very cold.

Thinking of this, Yi Qing slapped her head and forgot about the air conditioner.

Go to the table, find the remote control of the air conditioner, and press the switch.

Beep!

Then, no?

Yi Qing frowned slightly, looking at the display on the remote control, it must have been turned on.

With an ominous premonition in my heart, I pressed it twice again, the sound was louder, but the air conditioner didn't move.

"Perverted idiot, where are you?"

A sound came from the bathroom, Yi Qing looked up and saw a slender hand holding a black school uniform and handing it out.

Throwing down the remote control, Yi Qing took two steps forward, took the slightly wet clothes, and said with a wry smile, "Can you change your name."

It was a map gun before, he could bear it.

Now he has become a perverted idiot. If he is called out in public, he will probably be stared at by all kinds of strange eyes.

"Don't you use drying clothes as an excuse to take my clothes and masturbate yourself?"

The corner of Yi Qing's mouth twitched, "You're thinking too much! I'm not that hungry yet."

While he was speaking, he saw a black object flashing in front of his eyes, he subconsciously caught it with his hands, feeling the extremely silky touch, but when he fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a pair of black pantyhose.

"Your silk stockings, blow them by yourself..." It didn't work, and it still didn't work, Yi Qing was ashamed, but before she could say anything, a white object was thrown over again. White fat times.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the hotness in her heart, through the screen door, looking at the looming slender figure inside, Yi Qing said helplessly, "I'll help you put the stockings and panties on the bed, and you can dry them yourself after washing, yes Don't throw out the underwear, throw it..."

Subconsciously catching the white underwear thrown by Kasumigaoka Shiyu again, Yi Qing said expressionlessly, "Miss Shiyu..."

"I'm defending myself!" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's voice came out before Yi Qing could speak.

"What self-defense?" Yi Qing frowned, he didn't know how to defend himself by throwing stockings, panties and underwear at him.

"If you use it to blaspheme yourself, you won't have the energy to turn into a beast at night."

Dazed, Yi Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Could it be that I'm so mad in your heart?"

"That's not sure... you overturned my opinion of you last night!"