As the door opened, a sea of peachy pink flooded their view.
Through the gauzy curtains, the room exuded a distinct ambiance.
Upon seeing the arrangement in the room, Yu Ru's cheeks blushed with rosy flecks.
The scene before him sobered Zhang Xiaowei up considerably.
He wrapped his arms around Qin Yuru as they entered the room, card key sliding into its slot.
The understated ambient lighting seemed to diffuse softly throughout the room.
In the hazy view, it felt as though they were stepping into a dream.
"Yu Ru, these fancy hotels really are something else!"
He had stayed in many hotels, but this one was definitely the best Zhang Xiaowei had ever stayed in.
"What could be so different? Isn't it just a change in color?"
Qin Yuru, blushing, feigned composure and urged Zhang Xiaowei to move further into the room.
Turning past the curtains, the room's furnishings suddenly came into full view.
