Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 903: 2 Girls

The girl in the lace short skirt said with a smile, "The two of us are here for sightseeing, and it was almost dark when we got here. The villagers said this was a homestay, so we thought we’d come and stay for the night. Are there any rooms available?"

The village chief looked them over, thinking they didn’t seem like typical tourists at all.

Who would dress like that to go mountain trekking?

Especially these two, who weren’t carrying much luggage and were wearing outrageously high heels.

However you looked at it, they didn’t seem like genuine tourists.

The village chief felt a bit uneasy inside.

Just then, Qing Yue smiled and said, "It’s rare to get two pretty sisters visiting, don’t refuse them, chief. Let them in quickly. It’s late at night; we can’t let them sleep rough in the mountains. It’s dangerous out there."

The village chief heard this, and his brow twitched fiercely.

He gave Qing Yue a strange look.

Qing Yue raised an eyebrow, shrugging, "Why are you looking at me like that, chief? Am I wrong for saying that?"

The girl with long lace hair smiled enchantingly, with fiery red lips, saying, "This young lad is right, let us in, chief. We’ll pay for our stay."

The village chief hesitated for a moment, but ultimately let them in.

When registering them for their room keys, he was quite hesitant, as if unwilling.

He asked, "What are your names? Do you have IDs?"

"Yes, we do."

The two girls took out their IDs.

One’s name was Xiu Shu.

The other’s name was Meng Huiqi.

Upon seeing these names, the village chief’s face turned pale swiftly, and he looked at them in alarm.

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The girl with long lace hair nodded cluelessly, "Yes, that’s my name. What’s the matter?"

The village chief opened his mouth, but before he could speak—

His wife came out from the kitchen carrying some vegetables, and upon hearing this, the basket in her hands clattered to the ground with a bang.

Her face turned ashen as if dusted with flour, her pupils quivering as she stared at the two girls, almost fainting.

Jiangli noticed the couple’s reaction and narrowed her eyes slightly.

The village chief was startled back to the present moment by the sound of the basket hitting the floor. He quickly cleared his throat and hurriedly handed them two keys, "N-no problem, just thought the name sounded familiar. Here are your keys, take them."

Xiu Shu and Meng Huiqi didn’t think much of it, took the keys, and went to their rooms.

As they walked past Qing Yue, Xiu Shu turned her head and winked, blowing a kiss, "Thank you, young man—"

Qing Yue chuckled with great interest.

Xiu Shu and Meng Huiqi swayed gracefully as they left.

When they reached the corridor, they happened to run into Feng Xing and his group.

Xiu Shu seemed not to notice them and bumped right into La Yang. Her high heels seemed impractical, causing her to twist her ankle and fall onto La Yang with a yelp.

She was wearing something light, and La Yang was in short sleeves. In that instant, it was skin-on-skin contact.

La Yang froze, visibly awkward, with his hands hesitating as he wanted to help her up but found nowhere to grasp due to her attire.

Xiu Shu lay on top of La Yang like a limp creature, unable to get up, wriggling on him.

A girl who had come along with Feng Xing seemed unable to bear it any longer, came over with a stern face, took Xiu Shu’s arm, and forcibly helped her off La Yang.

Xiu Shu couldn’t help but turn to look.

The girl smiled slightly and said, "Twisted your ankle, is it serious? Do you need me to take you back?"