"滴滴...嗒嗒..."
Outside the window, raindrops dripped along the eaves, and the rumbling thunder gradually subsided, revealing the sun and casting a rainbow over the street that had been washed by the heavy rain.
Inside the hotel, following a trail of slightly crimson-stained paper balls, amidst the undulating bedding, in Yan Huan's arms, Sakuragi Hitomi groggily opened her eyes.
"Uhh..."
She lifted her somewhat stiff arm and rubbed her eyes a little drowsily,
"Am I... am I still alive..."
"..."
However, a second later, her eyes suddenly widened as she remembered something belatedly.
Her little face flushed again, and her eyes turned into a mess like spirals of mosquito coils.
First, she and the President did this and that...
And then it was like this and that...
"Uhh..."
Despite her shyness, she quickly covered her face, but still couldn't hide the excitement as her blinking eyes showed between her fingers.
I...
Actually did it!
