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The receptionist seemed very familiar with this kind of business; the suggestive meaning in her words was self-evident.
Zhu Zhuqing was immediately speechless, feeling as if something was lodged in her throat, her cheeks burning, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Jiang Yunzhou, however, reached out and very naturally put his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist, pulling her closer to him.
Then, with a brilliant smile, he said to the receptionist, "Of course it is!"
"She's a little injured and needs to recuperate here for a few days, so please hurry and get us a room."
Zhu Zhuqing was stiff all over, startled by his sudden intimate gesture.
Before this, no male had ever had such close contact with her.
How many times has this happened today?
Should she swat his hand away?
But the warm sensation from his waist... she was surprised to find that her heart didn't feel the repulsion she had expected?
What was wrong with her?
She considered herself far from a superficial 'looks-dog', but at this moment, that belief seemed to be subtly wavering.
If Jiang Yunzhou knew her thoughts, he would probably associate it with the hidden bonus of the system's 99 charm points.
He might even smugly say, 'Oh, my cursed, nowhere-to-put-it charm...'
If it were in the past, he seemed to have been set up by the system, making him extremely marginalized, completely a person without a sense of presence.
It would be even more impossible for someone to easily develop a liking for him.
But with these 99 charm points, his sense of presence was directly maximized.
Just as her thoughts were in disarray, Jiang Yunzhou's hand, still around her waist, subtly gave a light pinch.
"Ah~~"
"What are you spacing out for?"
He leaned close to her ear, lowering his voice to urge, "Hurry up and pay..."
In just that moment of daze, the receptionist had already efficiently completed the formalities and handed over a room card with a smile.
"Esteemed guests, three gold coins, booked for three days. Thank you for your patronage!"
Zhu Zhuqing felt her heart bleeding... three gold coins for three days?
This was simply a rip-off!
But the room card had already been handed over, and not paying was clearly not an option.
She gritted her teeth and shot Jiang Yunzhou a hateful glare.
She had never seen such a stingy man!
Her waist had been pinched just now, hadn't it?
She hated this kind of boundary-less contact!
Were they that familiar? Could his waist be casually hugged like that? And taking her as a disciple, he clearly had ulterior motives.
Handing over three gold coins and taking the room card, Zhu Zhuqing was so angry that she couldn't help but fiercely twist Jiang Yunzhou's waist.
"Hiss... that hurts!" Jiang Yunzhou gasped.
"Don't mess around, you can do whatever you want to me when we're back in the room," he said, rubbing his waist with a playful grin.
Zhu Zhuqing was so annoyed that she ignored the pain and slapped away his hand, which was reaching out again.
She walked quickly towards the room, just wanting to get away from this improper guy.
She was covered in blood and felt sticky and uncomfortable; she just wanted to take a hot shower immediately and change out of these dirty clothes.
The two entered the room, one after the other.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't care about gender distinctions; she headed straight for the bathroom as soon as she entered.
"Oh, are you in a hurry to pee? That impatient?"
Jiang Yunzhou leaned against the doorframe, drawing out his words to deliberately tease her.
His response was a glare so cold it could almost freeze over.
Zhu Zhuqing's usually aloof nature was now flustered and short of breath by this man's teasing.
Her chest rose and fell, clearly very angry.
She hated people with no sense of boundaries.
"Bang!"
The bathroom door was slammed shut, making the doorframe tremble, venting her displeasure.
Jiang Yunzhou shrugged, put away the mischievous smile on his face, and casually walked to the big bed.
With a leap, he pounced onto it, rolling comfortably in the soft bedding.
"Comfortable," he sighed contentedly.
His gaze casually swept around the room, but eventually, it was firmly drawn to the frosted crystal wall of the bathroom.
This was a couple's hotel; a certain ambiance was standard.
Behind the translucent crystal glass, a graceful figure was vaguely undressing, her curves faintly visible.
Jiang Yunzhou stared, feeling somewhat out of control.
He had lived two lives and watched countless videos; logically, he should have this much self-control.
But the problem was, this was an eighteen-year-old body, and it seemed to have its own ideas!
He painstakingly averted his gaze, no longer tormenting himself.
He forced himself to calm down and began to study the large stack of Martial Art secret manuals rewarded by the system, using this to distract himself.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing in the bathroom had stripped off her clothes.
She didn't immediately get into the bathtub but stood in front of the mirror, carefully examining her body.
She had long felt that her injuries seemed to have fully healed, and now she was confirming it.
"Are the injuries on my body really completely healed? Not even a single scar left?"
Her skin in the mirror was as smooth as ever, without any wounds.
She remembered clearly that she had dozens of wounds, big and small, on her body, but now they had vanished without a trace.
"This guy's healing methods are surprisingly powerful."
Thinking of Jiang Yunzhou silently killing a Spirit Ancestor with a wave of his hand, doubt resurfaced in her mind.
"But if he's a healing Spirit Master? Where did he get such cold-blooded killing methods?"
This man who suddenly appeared by her side made a trace of curiosity quietly grow in her heart.
"Hmm, maybe I can ask him clearly after I finish my bath."
Warm water enveloped her body, and Zhu Zhuqing slowly immersed herself in the bathtub, letting out a satisfied sigh.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had such a comfortable bath.
The warm water soothed her fatigue and also allowed her thoughts to drift.
Her mind involuntarily replayed everything that had happened since she met Jiang Yunzhou.
Why did he suddenly appear there and save her?
How could he be so powerful at such a young age?
Why did she, against her better judgment, listen to him all the way?
And how did she, in a daze, end up sharing a room with this man?
Did he genuinely want to take her as a disciple, or did he have ulterior motives?
Zhu Zhuqing was well aware of the troubles her appearance brought; whenever she appeared in public, it would always attract many ill-intentioned gazes.
After much thought, she still couldn't make sense of it.
"Forget it, I'll just consider it repaying a life-saving kindness."
She murmured to herself, making a decision.
She wondered if she should find an excuse to leave after her bath.
After all, she and Jiang Yunzhou were hardly familiar; what kind of situation was it for a single man and woman to share a room?
A vague worry that it might turn into a raging fire.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yunzhou, already lying on the bed, had no idea what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking.
He was communicating with the system in his mind.
He directly asked the doubt in his heart:
"System, how is taking a disciple considered successful?"