The hotel rooms are generally around ten square meters, not exactly cramped, but definitely not as spacious as home.
Coupled with the layout, apart from the bed, there is at most space for a table in the whole room.
Mu Yunchu sat in the chair in front of that table, not moving at all.
Wen Xu thought she had something important to say, but after waiting for a while, he realized she had no intention of speaking.
In this enclosed space where even the slightest movement could be heard, even breathing could be vaguely felt, the invisible ambiguities gradually increased.
Wen Xu wanted to turn on the air conditioning.
He pulled his collar and asked Mu Yunchu, "Are you hot?"
"Do you need me to turn on the air-conditioning?"
After speaking, he looked at her with some expectation.
Mu Yunchu was a bit surprised, as it wasn't summer. But soon understood, "Maybe because it's raining outside, so it feels especially stuffy inside."
"I don't mind, you can turn on the air-conditioning."
