Disregarding An Ruoxue’s protests and objections, Rong Che carried her out of the hotel room. As they emerged from the hotel, the staff of the hot spring resort, who had been waiting at the entrance for some time, called out in perfect unison:
"Young Master Rong."
*Oh my... goodness, why are there so many people?* An Ruoxue thought, feeling finished. Startled by the booming, bell-like volume of their voices, she instinctively pressed her face into Rong Che’s chest and hunched her shoulders, worrying that everyone would see the hickeys on her neck.
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