On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

His appearance made Chen Qian feel a little suspicious.

What kind of person would I become when I get drunk to make him misunderstand me so much?

"Sure! Go out quickly, it's okay." Chen Qian nodded hurriedly, jumped out of the bathtub and was about to push the person out of the bathroom.

Chi Mu didn't struggle, but just let Chen Qian push him away, muttering endlessly, "What? You're not acting like a spoiled child anymore, you're not cute at all."

"Get out quickly!" These words immediately aroused Chen Qian's painful memories from not long ago. He suddenly increased the strength of his push on him, and still urged him impatiently.

He thought to himself that something was wrong. He was clearly the only one who drank today, so why did Chi Mu become a different person and become so clingy?

On the blurry glass door, Chi Mu's pretending grief-stricken figure could be vaguely seen. He was still mumbling something, trying to persuade Chen Qian to let him in.

Hotel bathrooms generally don't like to have locks, and this one is no exception.

But Chen Qian clearly felt that after he pushed Chi Mu out of the door, he immediately relaxed.

It was simply because he knew very well in his heart that Chi Mu would not rashly go against his wishes without his first permission.

The bathtub was too big and it took some time to fill it with water. While Chen Qian was waiting for it to be full, the warm steam gradually rose and diffused into every corner of the bathroom.

The light became hazy, and everything in sight seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, blurring the outlines vaguely.

As the waterline passed the pattern on the bathtub wall, elegant piano music suddenly sounded in the bathroom, as if reminding the user that it was time to get in the water.

Chen Qian placed his palms on the edge of the tub and flipped over, falling into the warm water.

The tiredness from a day's running around was carried away by the swaying water vapor, leaving only a light body and a refreshed brain.

"Huh——" Chen Qian couldn't help but let out a sigh, relaxed and sank his body, letting the water cover his shoulders.

In this relaxed and leisurely atmosphere, Chen Qian emptied his mind and soaked for more than twenty minutes. Only when the water temperature gradually cooled down did he feel like climbing out of the bathtub.

He stretched his back lazily, walked to the wall, picked up a clean and large bath towel, and wrapped himself up in a few seconds.

After taking a bath, he felt a little sleepy and just wanted to go to bed quickly and have a good sleep while he was drowsy.

He swiftly wiped the water droplets off his body with a towel and went to get his clothes...

clothing?

Did he bring any clothes in?

No.

Even he didn't come in by himself.

"Oh no..." Chen Qian couldn't help but hold his forehead and smile bitterly, feeling annoyed that he had completely forgotten such an important thing.

A bath towel is not like a bathrobe. No matter how big it is, it still cannot completely cover his entire body.

When you go out wrapped up, some parts are missing here and some are shorter there, and you have to move around in a secretive manner, which is really not convenient.

Not wrapped? That's even worse...

Helpless Chen Qian finally had to accept the arrangement of fate, and moved slowly and came to the semi-transparent glass door.

He stammered tentatively, "Brother Chimu, are you in the room?"

There was no echo from outside, only silence.

He waited for a while and tried to call out again, but still no one answered.

Could he have fallen asleep? He wondered silently, then doubtfully pushed the door open a crack and stuck his head out.

The lights were on as usual, but Chi Mu wasn't in the room, so it was quiet and empty. Her pajamas lay casually spread out on the edge of the bed, untouched.

"Where did you go?" Chen Qian murmured the question in a low voice, and once again tightened his hand on the bath towel that was safest only when wrapped around the waist.

He curled up, snuck out the bathroom door, and headed straight for his pajamas on the bed.

"Tsk, this damn familiar feeling of déjà vu... Have I ever felt this way before?"

After successfully finding the pajamas, Chen Qian began to put them on himself hurriedly, not even bothering to pull the bath towel. His movements were extremely fast.

Just like that, after some struggle, he successfully put on his clothes, turned over and stood up from the bed.

Not in the mood to be curious about Chi Mu's whereabouts anymore, Chen Qian lifted the quilt and crawled inside, lying down and preparing to fall asleep peacefully alone first.

After all, when you fall asleep, you won’t have the energy to worry about whether something is embarrassing or not.

Sleepiness kept lingering around him, making Chen Qian's thoughts almost stagnate. However, he tossed and turned several times, but always felt that something was missing and he couldn't fall asleep at all.

Chen Qian closed his eyes, the light shone on his eyes and passed through his thin skin.

Even though he was no longer the type who couldn't sleep at all with a little light after running around for several years, the faint white light in his eyes made him think that the reason he couldn't sleep must be because the light was too bright, so bright that he couldn't sleep.

He quickly got up, reached out to turn off the light, and then got back into bed, breathing heavily...

"Ha-ah-" a long yawn.

The physiological tears after yawning filled my eyes, about to fall.

Chen Qian raised his hand to wipe his eyes twice, then stood up again helplessly.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looking tired and feeling indescribably depressed.

It was really strange. Although he was as sleepy as if he had taken several bottles of sleeping pills, he just couldn't fall asleep.

Why? He carefully sensed his surroundings.

The bed was similar to the one he slept on at home. The quilt was very soft, the pillow was just the right amount of fluffiness, and the heating was constant temperature, working alongside the humidifier, so the room was neither dry nor too dry.

The lights were mostly off, leaving only a faint glow from a spotlight in the entrance hall that couldn't reach the bedside, and a light from the balcony that shone through the gauze-like curtains, illuminating the area in front of the glass sliding door with a brilliant white...

no……

At this moment, Chen Qian's stagnant brain suddenly started working, leaving only one question in his mind: Is there a balcony in this room?

The pure white gauze curtain dimly reflected a vague shadow, and upon closer inspection, one could vaguely make out that it was a human figure.

Chen Qian stared at the shadow that was moving from time to time, and suddenly understood Chi Mu's whereabouts.

He lay back down, curled up deep in the quilt, leaving only a pair of hazy eyes visible.

Somehow my heart suddenly became quiet, and the recurring sleepiness finally played its role reasonably.

Half asleep and half awake, a faint fragrance with a slight hint of nicotine drifted over, and came to Chen Qian along with the cold and thick frost in the winter night.

The coolness was light and fluttered on Chen Qian's face, caressing it for an unknown purpose, and soon dissipated.

After an unknown amount of time, a scorching heat came from the other side of the bed, wrapping him tightly like a thick coat, with a soft yet heavy force.

A dreamless night...