This night, Zhang Hao indeed did not go home but followed Gu Yue to a luxury hotel, where they booked a presidential suite.
Zhang Hao felt that since it was not their first meeting, such grandeur really wasn't necessary.
"This suite must not be cheap for one night."
"It's not like you're paying for it, what are you fretting about?"
With that one sentence, Gu Yue choked off any response Zhang Hao might have had.
"Let's take a shower first, clean up well."
At this critical moment, Zhang Hao's temper also flared up.
He walked straight up to Gu Yue, didn't say a word, and scooped her up sideways.
Gu Yue didn't ask what he wanted to do, instead, she reached out and hugged his neck.
"Shower together?"
"Of course, together."
The two entered the bathroom and saw the double-sized bathtub inside.
The double bathtub was spacious; both of them sat in it with plenty of room to spare.