61: Couple Suite

Can Xuanzi, who had been standing on the side watching the two bicker, couldn't help but speak up: "Alright, alright, you two, stop messing around."

He stroked his long beard and said earnestly: "Disciple, now that you are out of danger, you should hurry back to the Special Affairs Bureau with Fellow Daoist Chen Chen. As for the matters here, leave them to me and the Buddhist Nuns of Yunlan Nunnery to handle."

After speaking, Can Xuanzi turned his head to look at the Buddhist Nuns. "I wonder what you think of my proposal?"

Master Chan Ming tightened her grip on her prayer beads and recited a sutra softly. After a moment, she slowly spoke: "Very well!"

Can Xuanzi breathed a sigh of relief inwardly and quickly bowed to the Buddhist Nuns: "Many thanks to you all. May boundless fortune be with you."

Subsequently, Can Xuanzi turned back and instructed Tang Tang behind him: "Disciple, go!" Although his tone was calm, it contained an indescribable majesty.

"Oh, alright, Master." Tang Tang nodded obediently, picked up Junior Martial Uncle Xuan Su in her arms, and followed closely behind Chen Chen out of the tunnel.

Watching their fading figures, Can Xuanzi couldn't help but shake his head, muttering to himself: "This girl is becoming more and more outrageous... However, it is fortunate that Fellow Daoist Chen Chen is there to look after her."

"I can rest a bit easier. I only hope she can grow up quickly and shoulder her own responsibilities."

His words carried both the doting helplessness of a master towards a beloved disciple and a deep sense of expectation.

At this moment, Master Chan Ming suddenly spoke up: "Temple Master, that performance of yours was quite good."

Can Xuanzi was stunned at first, then realized what she meant and explained with a wry smile: "Ah? Please do not misunderstand, Buddhist Nun. I was merely worried about my disciple's safety."

"Since she caused trouble, I naturally had to make a gesture." After saying this, he bowed deeply to Master Chan Ming again to express his apologies.

"It is only natural for a master to have a little more concern for their own disciples."

"Amitabha, I understand your heart, Temple Master," Master Chan Ming said solemnly.

10:00 PM, Star Hotel in C City.

"Hello, one presidential suite!" Ling Qi stared at the price list at the front desk.

"I'm sorry, Miss! There are no presidential suites left. The hotel only has one couple's suite remaining," the hotel receptionist said.

Shang Wan Ning froze for a moment, her survival instinct kicking in. She quickly said: "It's fine, a standard room is also okay..."

Before Shang Wan Ning could finish, the hotel receptionist said in a gentle and polite tone: "I'm sorry, Miss, there are no standard rooms left either."

Shang Wan Ning: "Couple... couple's suite!"

"Ling Qi, should we change hotels... or go back to the apartment to sleep..."

Before Shang Wan Ning could finish her sentence, Ling Qi had already made a decision: "We'll take that couple's suite."

Shang Wan Ning: "???"

Ling Qi turned her gaze back from the price list. "It's late, BOSS! Changing hotels is troublesome, and besides, it's not safe for girls to be out in the evening!"

"What? Ling Qi, are you speaking human language? Is there anything in this world that This Old Lady is afraid of? 'Heh,' your abacus is clicking loudly."

Ling Qi saw that her BOSS was silent, and understood in her heart.

"Process the booking."

"Very well, Miss!"

After getting the room card, the human and the ghost took the elevator to room 824 on the 8th floor.

Ling Qi opened the door, inserted the room card, and walked in first, with Shang Wan Ning following behind.

Upon entering the room, Shang Wan Ning finally discovered what this so-called couple's suite was—it had a four-meter large round bed with the quilt spread out neatly...

Before Shang Wan Ning could look closely at the patterns on the sheets, Ling Qi nimbly took out a new four-piece bedding set from her Storage Ring and changed it.

Directly opposite the round bed, there was a set of teaching tools, a complete assortment of professional costumes, and a simulated study scene... o( ❛ ᴗ ❛ )o

Behind it was a floor-to-ceiling balcony. Looking out from inside, one could see the entire pedestrian street with the highest floating population in C City.

Shang Wan Ning stopped and looked at Ling Qi, and Ling Qi looked back at her.

"I'm tired, I don't want to exercise."

"Tonight you sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa," Shang Wan Ning spoke first to break the silence.

Ling Qi frowned. "How can that be, BOSS? You are a girl, and you still have work tomorrow."

"I am the boss, so I have the final say." Shang Wan Ning's attitude was very firm.

"But..." Ling Qi still wanted to say something more.

"Alright, that's decided." Shang Wan Ning didn't give Ling Qi a chance to retort, took out her pajamas, and prepared to take a shower.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Ling Qi opened the door and saw a waiter standing there holding a tray with two glasses of red wine and some crystal grapes.

"Miss! The couple's set menu you ordered." The waiter said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ling Qi took the tray and closed the door.

By the time Shang Wan Ning finished washing up and came out, the room was completely quiet.

"BOSS! Drink some red wine to help you sleep!" Ling Qi swirled the red wine glass in her hand, looking at the corners of Shang Wan Ning's eyes, which were stained crimson after her shower.

Her red lips and peach-colored cheeks, she cast a sidelong glance at her.

It had a unique charm, and Ling Qi couldn't even look away.

Shang Wan Ning was serious. "Help me sleep! Does a fourth-tier cultivator need help sleeping?"

"You have bad intentions! I'm afraid you've added something to it!"

Ling Qi glanced at her and didn't retort. "Mhm! Why, are you afraid, BOSS?"

Shang Wan Ning's eyes were deep and gloomy: "Yes! I'm afraid of being eaten clean by someone!"

Ling Qi's lips curled up, a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Just kidding, BOSS. How would your Subordinate dare to take advantage of a superior!"

Shang Wan Ning choked, picked up a crystal grape from the table, and shoved it into her mouth.

Ling Qi's heart stirred. She picked up her wine glass, took a light sip, and then stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick the corner of her lips.

Seeing this, Shang Wan Ning felt a strange sensation arise in her heart.

She turned her head away, trying to hide her embarrassment, but Ling Qi leaned in closer and asked softly: "How is it? The crystal grapes taste good, right?"

Shang Wan Ning nodded helplessly. "It's okay..."

Before she could finish, Ling Qi suddenly reached out, wrapped her arms around her waist, brought her lips close to her ear, and whispered: "Actually, the crystal grapes in a couple's suite aren't for eating!"

Ling Qi's breath was warm, making Shang Wan Ning's ears itch, and her heart rate accelerated involuntarily.

"Not for eating! Then why were they brought here? For the view?"

"No... You guessed half right. Actually, they're... bedroom supplies!" Ling Qi's eyes darkened.