Vaguely, Wang Yike felt that he was in a warm bed, with a strange smell lingering in his nose. It smelled very comfortable and reassuring.

Suddenly, she remembered - she should be playing in the KTV, why was she in bed? Was she drunk?

Thinking of this, she woke up suddenly and looked around in a panic. Especially after seeing the hotel-like decoration, her face became paler and she had a bad premonition in her heart. Finally, she touched her body and found that her clothes were neat and she didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Finally, the stone in my heart dropped and I breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this time, she heard a long breathing sound, looked around, and found someone else in the corner of the room.

It was Chen Yu, sitting cross-legged, like an old monk in meditation, with two streaks of white air coming out of his nostrils, swaying gently like a smart little snake, which was very strange.

Wang Yike got curious and crept out of bed, came to Chen Yu and wanted to reach out and fiddle with the two white streaks.

Suddenly, the white air dissipated and Chen Yu opened his eyes.

In a daze, Wang Yike seemed to see a sharp light flash in the other person's eyes, and it returned to depth in an instant.

"You're awake." Chen Yu said calmly.

Wang Yike blushed, retreated back to the bed, and asked humbly: "Where is this place? Why am I here?"

Of course, Chen Yu couldn't tell her the truth, but he just said: "This is the DC Hotel, the room I rented. You were drunk last night and didn't know where your home was, so Wu Haoyu and the others sent you here.

Already."

Wang Yike's expression suddenly collapsed: "I obviously didn't drink much... This is terrible. I didn't go back all night. My parents will go crazy."

"Then call back quickly to report that everything is safe."

"Where's my phone?"

Chen Yu replied calmly: "I don't know, I haven't touched your things."

Wang Yike rummaged around and finally found his small bag beside the bed, took out his mobile phone from it and made a call home.

The call was connected almost immediately, and an urgent and angry roar came from the phone. Chen Yu could hear it from a distance. It was nothing more than words of concern and scolding, and finally Wang Yike was asked to go back for interrogation.

Wang Yike sat on the edge of the bed, shaking his white and tender feet, and made an aggrieved sound from his mouth.

Those feet were small and round, like the finest mutton-fat jade. Even Chen Yu couldn't help but take a second look at them.

Soon, Wang Yike hung up the phone and said to Chen Yu: "My parents are very cruel. If they know that I spent the night with you in a hotel, they will definitely beat you to death."

"...Didn't I beat you to death?" Chen Yu was speechless.

Wang Yike winked playfully: "I am their daughter, of course they are reluctant to beat me to death, so they can only use you to operate on me."

Chen Yu said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I promise not to leak it."

Wang Yike gave a thumbs up: "Smart and knowledgeable."

Then she jumped out of bed, smoothed the wrinkles on her skirt, and said, "I'm leaving."

Chen Yu asked: "Do you want to send it away?"

Wang Yike shook his head vigorously: "If someone sees me leaving the hotel with you, I will jump into the Yellow River and I won't be able to wash myself off."

Chen Yu laughed dumbly: "Even if you are alone, if you are seen leaving the hotel, you still won't be able to explain it clearly."

"But you can always make excuses." Wang Yike waved his hand as a farewell, but when he was about to walk out, he turned back and asked with a sullen face: "You didn't do anything bad to me last night, right?"

Chen Yu asked back: "Am I like that kind of person?"

“It’s difficult to paint the skin of a tiger but its bones. You know people and their faces but you don’t know their hearts.”

Chen Yu said calmly: "If I were really that kind of person, you wouldn't talk to me with my clothes on."

There were two blushes on Wang Yike's cheeks, and he spat softly: "Rogue."

Then he turned around and left the room.

After she went out, Chen Yu stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed his palm with his fingers, as if he was savoring some aftertaste.

Chen Yu muttered: "It's none of my business. You bumped into it when I was helping you. In other words... although it's not big, it's smaller and more exquisite."

…

After leaving the hotel, Wang Yike was also muttering: "Isn't that guy a gay? Or is he impotent?"

After all, she was a young beauty. She lay on the big bed so close to her all night, but Chen Yu was indifferent. No one would believe this kind of thing.

But it happened, which made Wang Yike feel incredible.

A woman is such a strange creature - when someone violates her, she will be on the verge of death and feel that the whole world has collapsed; but if she is not violated, she will worry about gains and losses and wonder if she is not attractive.

Wang Yike was caught in this kind of contradiction, and the more he thought about it, the more entangled he became.

Finally, she shook her head wildly, trying to throw away those messy thoughts.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it, just think he is gay!"

"But...am I really not as good as a man..."

"Also, was he meditating just now? What happened to those two white qi?"

"Oh, I should have asked."

In the end, she still couldn't get rid of this matter, but Chen Yu's figure became more and more imprinted in her heart.

…

Chen Yu took a shower to get rid of the foul smell and blood left last night, and then went out to prepare for practice near the river embankment.

But as soon as he left the hotel, he found someone secretly watching him in the dark.

Chen Yu frowned, turned into an alley, and hid his figure at the corner.

Soon, a young gangster with cockscomb hair trotted over. When he turned the corner, he saw Chen Yu. He was startled and subconsciously wanted to run back.

But how could Chen Yu give him this opportunity? He quickly stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and gave him a hard shake.

The cockscomb-headed young man fell to the ground and wailed. Pedestrians around him gave way, fearing that he would be implicated.

Chen Yu looked at him condescendingly: "Are you looking for me?"

The cockscomb head shook his head with twinkling eyes: "No, I was just passing by."

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes and stepped on his knee. The cock-combed head screamed with pain on his face.

"You have ten seconds to explain clearly why you are following me, otherwise...hehe."

Amid laughter, Chen Yu tapped his toes on the concrete floor next to him, and heard a bang, and a small crater exploded in the ground.

Such power is shocking.

Cockscomb Head turned pale with fright and shouted: "I am Brother Tiger's man!"

"I don't know." Chen Yu raised his foot and was about to crush the opponent's knee.

Cockscomb Head shouted again: "Have you dealt with Qian Biao's Chen Yu?"

Chen Yu frowned: "How do you know my name?"

"I got it from Slut Yi."

Slut Yi is the nickname given to Zhou Yi by her gangster friends, and it really suits her bohemian character.

Chen Yu asked: "Then, what do you want from me?"

"It's like this. After our brother Hu heard about your deeds of defeating Qian Biao, he admired you very much, so he asked me to invite you to drink tea and exchange feelings."

"Oh? Why are you following me when you invite me to drink tea?"

"Because I'm not sure it's you, so I want to take a closer look. Now that you admit it yourself, there's no need."

Cockscomb Head didn't even blink when he spoke, but only he knew how much was true and how false.

Chen Yu sneered and said, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey orders and lead the way."

He wanted to see what kind of person this Brother Tiger was, and how he dared to set his sights on him.
Chapter completed!