Ling Yin looked innocent: "..."
"Did you send away the people outside?" Hua Hua asked mysteriously.
Ling Yin was baffled: "What people outside?"
"No? They've been standing at the door guarding me, afraid I'd run off without paying. This broken toilet, all show and no substance, doesn't even have a window, otherwise I'd jump out." It made him hide in the toilet, on the verge of tears, but this hotel's toilet was very comfortable, super user-friendly, and he unknowingly fell asleep beautifully sitting there.
Hua Hua plaintively leaned his whole weight on Ling Yin, his legs numb to the point of pain whenever he moved.
"Why are you so amusing?" Ling Yin couldn't hold back his laughter, helplessly squatted down and indulged him: "Come on, I'll carry you."
Hua Hua tried hard to maintain his perfect public image, struggled for a while, finally gritted his teeth and climbed onto Ling Yin's back, not forgetting to add: "Avoid the cameras, don't let anyone photograph us."
