The experience of youth made me forget the dictation of staying in a hotel with my boyfriend for the first time.

We have been worried that there is no suitable place to make out. This time, in order to celebrate my birthday, we decided to open a room in the hotel. The idea came from him, which made me uneasy, but I agreed.

In the evening, he took me to a hotel, the standard room of 180 yuan, which he had investigated beforehand. I sat on the sofa in the lobby, clutching my bag tightly and watching him register at the reception desk, my heart pounding.

But the lady at the reception desk didn't notice me at all. After the registration, he dragged me upstairs. In the elevator, it was just the two of us. Knowing that I was nervous, he hugged me and whispered in his ear: it's safe here, nothing. ;

I can't help comforting myself in my heart: Yes, we are lovers and poor students. We won't hurt anyone, and no one will arrest us. The floor attendant has a good attitude, which makes me relaxed a lot.