Chapter 297: Living in the Same Room (2)

After having a very late dinner, Su Yian leaned back in his chair with a satisfied look on his face and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was savoring the delicious food.

"Are you full?" Beiming Zhiyao's voice was soft.

Su Yian nodded. Although it was still far from being full in the true sense, it was better to eat less for dinner.

"I'm full too." Beiming Zhiyao looked at Su Yian: "I'll go pack it first."

"Let's go together." Su Yian opened his eyes.

"No need." Beiming Zhiyao said quickly: "There is a dishwasher."

"The equipment is really complete." Su Yian was a little surprised. Not only were there all kinds of condiments, but they were also equipped with a dishwasher. After all, it was the Fahrenheit Group, and it was indeed very wealthy.

Beiming Zhiyao went to the kitchen to clear the dishes, and Su Yian stood up. Standing for half an hour after a meal would help digestion.

He came to the window and looked out. The goose-feather-like snow was still floating in the sky. The light of the street lights was almost covered, and even the road could not be seen clearly.

Not only did the snow last for a long time, it was also heavy.

According to the weather forecast, such heavy snowfall in Teruzuki City is unusual. The last time such heavy snowfall occurred ten years ago.

Recalling the threats to Leng Yingxuan not long ago, Su Yian's expression became more serious. He had heard the conversation between Shen Wenze and Leng Yingxuan, but he heard what Leng Yingxuan said later that it was not Shen Wenze's order to monitor Beiming Zhiyao. , but from the Zhao family and...

"What are you thinking about?"

Beiming Zhiyao walked quietly behind Su Yian, stretched out her hands around Su Yian's waist, and gently leaned her head on Su Yian's shoulder.

"Why doesn't this snow stop?"

"Don't you like snow?"

"dislike."

"Then I won't watch." Beiming Zhiyao said, closing the curtains.

Su Yian turned around, looked at Beiming Zhiyao's slightly rosy face, and said slowly: "I'll send you up."

"Stay a little longer."

Beiming Zhiyao hugged Su Yian again and rested half of her cheek on Su Yian's chest. Listening to the strong heartbeat, she closed her eyes involuntarily.

"I like you so much..." Beiming Zhiyao murmured softly.

Su Yian's pupils shrank and she didn't speak. She just wrapped her arms around Bei Ming Zhiyao in response to Bei Ming Zhiyao's expectations.

Beiming Zhiyao had a comfortable smile on her face, and she really wanted to never leave this embrace.

Ding ding ding…

The time pointed to eleven o'clock.

Beiming Zhiyao raised her head and looked at Su Yian: "I'm going back."

"good."

The lights in the room suddenly began to flicker fiercely, and then went out directly, plunging into pitch-black darkness.

"There's a power outage?" Su Yian frowned: "I'll go take a look."

"Don't go..."

Su Yian felt Beiming Zhiyao's hands tightly grasping her clothes, and her voice also trembled.

Afraid of the dark? So bloody?

Su Yi'an was surprised. To be honest, he didn't believe it. He had never heard that Beiming Zhiyao would be afraid of the dark, and it was no different from turning off the lights.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Su Yian couldn't help but ask.

"I don't like the darkness in this environment." Beiming Zhiyao's tone became less nervous: "I wasn't afraid before..."

"In this environment, is there a power outage, or..." Su Yi'an thought silently, patting Beiming Zhiyao's back gently: "I'm here."

"Yes." Beiming Zhiyao hugged Su Yian tightly.

Su Yian took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The operating committee had already sent a message to appease the students.

"Because the snow is too heavy, there is a problem with the circuit." Su Yian said to Beiming Zhiyao: "People have been sent to repair it, and it should be repaired soon."

"Yes." Beiming Zhiyao buried her head in Su Yian's chest.

The electricity used in the hotel building does not come from the magic tower, but a separately rebuilt power system.

Because the venues and hotels for the Hundred School Competition are newly built every year, it is very costly to build the Magic Tower with only two months of construction for the new construction.

This accident occurred because an ordinary power system was used.

Ding dong ding dong.

The phone kept vibrating, and messages kept coming. Su Yian scanned them one by one, and frowned again.

"It's unlikely that it will be fixed tonight."

As he said that, the corners of Su Yian's mouth twitched. What a coincidence. Do you want Beiming Zhiyao to stay here tonight?

"Hmm..." His answer was still a soft "Hmm".

Su Yi'an sighed inwardly, and then——

When Beiming Zhiyao exclaimed, Su Yian directly picked her up by the waist, then went directly to the bedroom and placed Beiming Zhiyao on the bed.

Even if there is no call, even if you don’t know what will happen, you can’t just stand in the living room all the time!

Turning on the light on the phone and putting it on the bedside table, Su Yian stood beside the bed and looked at Bei Ming Zhiyao lying on the bed: "I don't know when the call will come. There is a game tomorrow, and it's too late now. It's tonight. "Sleep here, I'll go to the sofa."

"Call me if you need something."

After saying that, Su Yian turned around and was about to leave, but——

Beiming Zhiyao sat up and grabbed his wrist, lowered her head slightly, her hair covering her face, her voice was a little nervous: "Would you please stay with me."

Su Yian stiffened and said seriously: "I'm in the living room, so there's no need to be afraid of such a small distance..."

Beiming Zhiyao said nothing, but held Su Yian's wrist tightly.

Su Yian raised his left hand and rubbed his brows, and finally said, "Okay."

Then, Su Yian turned around, sat next to Bei Ming Zhiyao, and started to find a topic: "Wash up?"

"I want to take a bath."

Su Yian nodded, stretched out his index finger, released the fire magic at his fingertips, and then flicked his finger, flicking the ball of light to the roof.

Instantly, the whole room lit up. Because of the purification, the red magic appeared white, just like real light.

Immediately afterwards, Su Yian also flicked a ball of magic light towards the bathroom, and then said to Bei Ming Zhiyao, "Go."

Bei Ming Zhiyao nodded shyly, then got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Don't peek." Bei Ming Zhiyao turned around and said.

"Or I'll wait for you in the living room..."

"Don't leave!"

Su Yian was speechless for a while, girls...

Watching Bei Ming Zhiyao enter the bathroom, Su Yian leaned back and lay on the bed, staring at the ball of magic light on the ceiling in a daze.

What is Bei Ming Zhi Yao afraid of? How can a magician be afraid of darkness? She doesn't seem to be that kind of person.

And why didn't she use magic to illuminate the room? After using magic to illuminate the room, Bei Ming Zhi Yao was obviously not that scared anymore.

In that case, why didn't she use this method herself?

Listening to the sound coming from the bathroom, Su Yi An couldn't help but think of the lines in a certain anime he saw in his previous life -

Just listening to the sound of taking a bath can make you eat three bowls of rice...

He is a normal young man with blood and no disease. Bei Ming Zhi Yao is a beautiful woman. She is taking a bath in the bathroom separated by a wall, so it is inevitable that he has a lot of imagination.

Turning over slightly irritably, Su Yi An took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Leng Ying Xuan.

He wanted to ask her if she knew why Bei Ming Zhi Yao was afraid of the dark, but Leng Ying Xuan didn't reply to him, probably because she fell asleep.

Throwing the phone aside, fortunately wrapped his head with a quilt to make the sound in his ears not so obvious.

In another room, Leng Yingxuan stared at the message "Are you asleep?" sent by Su Yian on her phone, feeling extremely complicated.

Who would have thought that the usually gentle Su Yian would be so cruel? Thinking of his ruthless attack on her, it seemed that the places on her body where he hit her began to ache again.

Throwing the phone aside, Leng Yingxuan covered her eyes with her arms: "What is this..."

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

After more than half an hour of suffering, Su Yian finally heard no movement in the bathroom, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

About five minutes later, after a slight "click" sound, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Bei Ming Zhiyao came out in a bathrobe, holding clothes.

The lotus comes out of the clear water, naturally without any decoration.

Su Yian pretended to sit upright, but this poem came to his mind.

The rosy white skin seemed to emit heat, with a kind of misty beauty, the wet hair was fluffy, and the water droplets on the hair tip had a kind of seductive beauty that could not be looked at directly.

"Idiot."

Looking at Su Yian's blank expression, Bei Ming Zhiyao rolled her eyes at him charmingly.

She was only 20 years old, but she was extremely beautiful.

Su Yian looked away awkwardly and said in a panic: "I'll wash too."

As he said that, he walked past Bei Ming Zhiyao in a panic, but he didn't want to accidentally touch the clothes in Bei Ming Zhiyao's hand.

Seeing that the clothes were about to fall, Su Yian subconsciously reached out to catch them, and then he saw a scene that made his nose hot.

"Don't look!"

Bei Ming Zhiyao reached out and quickly snatched the clothes from Su Yian's hand, and her face seemed to be stained with a layer of red clouds, delicate and moving.

"Blue..."

Su Yian touched the tip of his nose, and a hint of red appeared on his finger, which made him run to the bathroom quickly and lock the door with his backhand. It was too embarrassing.

Outside the door, Bei Ming Zhiyao's face flushed. She put the clothes in the closet and then began to get nervous.

She was not in this mood just now, why is she so nervous now...

"Don't be nervous!"

Bei Ming Zhiyao reminded herself in her heart, took out the hair dryer from the closet, and began to tidy up her wet hair.

Halfway through the tidying, she seemed to remember something and chuckled: "This idiot, actually had a nosebleed..."

Her mood suddenly became happy, and she turned on the hair dryer again and blew her hair.

Su Yian in the bathroom was not so calm. Now he was under the shower head, letting the hot water wash his body.

"It's obviously not You Ning's..."

Bang!

Su Yian punched the air and cursed, but he didn't know who he was cursing.

...

(To be continued)