“Sister Rubing, why did you interrupt me just now?” Meng Xiaoyu asked Han Ru Bing, who was sipping tea in the inn room.
“And why were you so angry just now, little one?” Han Rubing responded with a question instead of an answer.
“Do you even need to ask? That innkeeper was clearly trying to rip us off. What kind of lousy inn charges eight hundred taels of silver for a month’s stay? That’s outrageous! Does he think this is a five-star hotel?” Meng Xiaoyu complained in response to Han Rubing‘s question.
“Haha, there’s nothing we can do about it. Because of the Heroes’ Conference, many people from the martial world have come to Fuyun City. So it’s normal for the inn to be fully booked and for prices to go up,” Han Rubing said with a smile after hearing Meng Xiaoyu’s complaint.
“That’s true, but the price is still way too high,” Meng Xiaoyu grumbled.
“Alright, little one, weren’t you complaining about being tired when we entered the city? Stop thinking about it now. Let’s go downstairs and get something to eat, then have the waiter bring some hot water. You can take a nice bath and get a good night’s sleep,” Han Rubing said, trying to comfort Meng Xiaoyu, who still looked a bit unhappy.
“Yes, I want to take a nice bath and then have a good sleep. I’ll make up for all the sleep I’ve lost,” Meng Xiaoyu said happily, completely forgetting her earlier frustration about the high room rates.
“Lulalala lulalala lulala le Lulalala lulalala lulala le Lulalala lulala le Lulalala lulala le I love bathing, the turtle falls down, ya ya ya ya Be careful, so many bubbles, ya ya ya ya The submarine is praying I love bathing, my skin feels great, ya ya ya ya Put on the shower cap and jump around, ya ya ya ya The mermaid wants to escape Scrub up and down, left and right…”
As Meng Xiaoyu sat in the bathtub, enjoying her bath and happily singing the “Bath Song,” a knock came at the door. She looked towards the door in confusion and then heard Han Rubing‘s voice from outside.
“Little one, are you done with your bath? I’m coming in.”
“Oh, it’s Sister Rubing. Sister Rubing, wait a moment, I’m almost done,” Meng Xiaoyu replied. She quickly got out of the bathtub, dried herself with a towel, and wrapped herself in a large white bath towel she had asked the waiter to buy earlier. Then she went to open the door.
Han Rubing was standing outside, waiting for Meng Xiaoyu to finish her bath and open the door. She was in a good mood, having heard the little one’s amusing song from the next room. But when she saw the little one opening the door wrapped only in a large white towel, she didn’t know how to describe her feelings.
“Sister Rubing, what’s wrong?” Meng Xiaoyu asked curiously, noticing that Han Rubing seemed a bit distracted since entering the room.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” Han Rubing quickly replied, snapping out of her thoughts. After answering Meng Xiaoyu’s question, Han Rubing took a closer look at her.
Her slightly shorter-than-average long hair was draped over her back, and her bangs, carefully trimmed, covered her forehead. Beneath the bangs were her dark, slender eyebrows, and below them, her beautiful, lively eyes.
Perhaps because she had just taken a bath, a thin layer of mist seemed to cover her eyes, making them even more captivating than usual. Her small, straight nose and her lips, more moist and red than usual, added to her charm.
Further down, Han Ru Bing couldn’t help but admit that the little one’s neck and collarbones were exceptionally beautiful and sexy. Below that, the white bath towel covered her small peaks, her slender waist, and the mysterious valley between her legs. Her long, fair legs were exposed.
Han Rubing realized that Meng Xiaoyu looked less innocent and more seductive and alluring than usual. Seeing her like this, Han Rubing felt a sudden urge to pin the little one down and ravish her. But this thought only lasted for two seconds before Han Rubing forcefully suppressed it.
She also harshly scolded herself in her mind. What was she thinking? She and the little one were both girls!
How could she have such filthy thoughts?