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"I will pick up the delivery. It wouldn't be good for you if someone found out that I was in your room," Wei Wucai said.

Yan Zhiqing gave it some thought and agreed with his reasoning.

When Wei Wucai was not scolding anyone, he was so thoughtful and considerate. This was something Yan Zhiqing did not expect.

And so, Yan Zhiqing followed Wei Wucai to his room.

However, the moment she stepped into Wei Wucai's room, Yan Zhiqing suddenly realized something.

No outsiders could come up to the rooms in this hotel. You had to pick up your delivery at the hotel lobby.

If Wei Wucai went downstairs to take the delivery, no one would be able to follow him and find out that he was in her room.

Yan Zhiqing thought it was weird. She wondered why she had to come to his room.

But soon, she couldn't bother with these questions.

Because it was her first time entering a man's bedroom.

It was a hotel room, but it was also a bedroom.