Zhao Ruoxian followed Fike silently. Fike was holding her hand as they slowly moved forward in the crowd.
The night slowly fell.
The lights on the streets of Doma were all lit up at this time.
Under the gorgeous neon lights, Fike and Zhao Ruoxian's feelings were constantly rippling.
Finally, the two of them walked to a luxuriously decorated hotel and stopped.
Fike didn't look at Zhao Ruoxian, and Zhao Ruoxian was also silently lowering her head with a red face.
Fike held his breath and pushed open the hotel door.
"AH, may I ask if this sweet couple is staying in a hotel?"
The salesgirl covered her mouth and asked Fike and Zhao Ruoxian with a smile.
Fike saw the salesgirl making fun of him, so he quickly replied.
"We are not a couple, you misunderstood."
The salesgirl saw Fike's words, so she continued to say with a smile.
"A conflict? Ah, there's no overnight feud!"
Fike suddenly said with a red face.
