How did you know I was going to the hotel

Hearing this, Su Yang was taken aback. He thought to himself, "Hey! You don't want the chance, right? Fine, fine, fine. Then don't blame me!"

"What about you?" Su Yang looked at Gu Xiaoman and asked.

"Me? What about me?" Gu Xiaoman leaned back in the chair and shook her head, trying to sober herself up.

"I'm asking if you want to go home?"

"No! I won't go home until I'm drunk!"

"You're not going home either, right? Then aren't you going to work tomorrow?"

"No. I'm... off tomorrow. Hehe." Gu Xiaoman said, curling her lips into a smile.

"Okay, then I'll drink with you guys to the end today. Waiter! Bring more drinks!"

...

Another hour passed. Zhao Mengrou and Gu Xiaoman went to the restroom one after another and vomited violently.

After coming back, they slumped in their chairs and fell into a deep sleep.

However, Su Yang wasn't in much better shape. He hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time, and his alcohol tolerance had declined significantly.

Most of the last pitcher of wine was drunk by him alone.

At this moment, he saw double when looking at the two girls across from him.

He shook his head vigorously to stay awake. Although he was very dizzy, he could still walk to some extent.

He stood up unsteadily and walked to the restroom, where he vomited out all the alcohol he had just drunk.

Then he went to the sink, propped his hands on the counter, and looked at himself in the mirror.

At this time, his brain was numb. There were two of himself in the mirror, and he couldn't make out what the song playing outside was about with his ears.

"I can't drink like this next time. It's so uncomfortable. I wonder if the system has any skills related to drinking. I have to get one then."

As he said, he turned on the faucet, scooped up some cold water, and quickly splashed it on his face. The cold water helped to dissipate some of the alcohol.

Su Yang didn't wipe his face. He let the water stay on it and walked back to his seat to sit down.

He casually picked up the cigarette on the table, lit one, and started smoking.

Looking at the two sleeping girls across from him, Su Yang didn't know what to do for a moment.

He had been to the area where Zhao Mengrou lived during the day, but only to the entrance of the community. He had no idea which building, unit, floor, and room number she lived in.

Now, it would be harder than climbing to the sky to get that information from Zhao Mengrou.

As for Gu Xiaoman, he knew even less about her. They had just met today, and all he knew were her name and age.

Su Yang finished his cigarette, picked up the half - drunk mineral water on the table, took a big gulp, and finally felt a little better. He got up unsteadily and walked to the bar to settle the bill.

After paying, he returned to his seat and sat down, thinking about what to do next.

'It seems I have to get a hotel room. Otherwise, there's really no way.'

'But how can I take the two of them to the hotel?'

Thinking about it, he got up and walked to Gu Xiaoman and Zhao Mengrou, shaking them. Zhao Mengrou was completely out of it, but Gu Xiaoman finally mumbled in a daze after being pushed a few times by Su Yang.

"Ouch... Don't touch me. Who is it!"

"Who else? It's me, Su Yang!"

Gu Xiaoman slowly opened her eyes and looked at Su Yang with a drunken look. "Little Yangyang, what's up?"

Su Yang was speechless. "Come on, let's go home! Can you stand up?"

"Who says I can't stand up..." Gu Xiaoman said and subconsciously propped herself up on the chair and stood up unsteadily.

Seeing this, Su Yang quickly supported her.

"Ouch, my sister. Stand still first."

After Gu Xiaoman steadied herself against the wall, Su Yang shook Zhao Mengrou again. Seeing that she still didn't respond, Su Yang had no choice but to pull her up, then turned around and crouched down slightly to carry Zhao Mengrou on his back.

Zhao Mengrou wasn't heavy. Su Yang's physical fitness had improved a lot, so carrying her was relatively easy.

"Let's go!" He shouted to Gu Xiaoman, who was leaning against the wall.

"Ooh... Okay." Gu Xiaoman mumbled in a daze and walked forward purely out of subconsciousness.

The three of them staggered out of the bar. Su Yang not only had to carry Zhao Mengrou on his back but also had to reach out from time to time to hold onto the tottering Gu Xiaoman.

With great difficulty, they reached the roadside. Su Yang waved down a taxi and then put Zhao Mengrou in the back seat.

Gu Xiaoman beside him was closing her eyes and swaying.

"Get in the car quickly." Su Yang helped her sit next to Zhao Mengrou, and then he sat in the front passenger seat.

"Which hotel are you going to, handsome guy?" The taxi driver glanced at Su Yang and then turned to look at the two beautiful girls in the back seat, smiling.

"How do you know I'm going to a hotel?"

"Hehe, although I'm old, I've been through your age. I know what young people do."

Su Yang turned to the driver and gave him a look that all men would understand.

"Sir, wait for me a moment. I'll book a hotel first."

"Sure~ Take your time."

Su Yang quickly booked a luxury suite in a five - star hotel near Shangyuan Road on the Tuantuan app.

"Go to this Westin Hotel." He showed his phone to the driver.

"Okay. Fasten your seat belts. Safety first." The driver said and stepped on the accelerator, speeding away.

Ten minutes later, Su Yang carried Zhao Mengrou on his back with one hand and held Gu Xiaoman's hand with the other as he walked into the hotel.

He first got the two girls to sit on the sofa in the lounge area and then walked to the front desk.

A beautiful receptionist at the front desk looked at the two girls in the distance, then at Su Yang. After silently complaining in her heart, she asked, "Sir, do you want to check in?"

"I've already booked a room on the Tuantuan app."

"Okay, then please show me the QR code on Tuantuan."

Su Yang took out his phone and scanned it.

Soon, the receptionist checked Su Yang in and handed him a room card.

"Sir, your room is 901."

"Okay. Oh, by the way, could you please call a female staff member to help me with those girls over there? It's not very convenient for me to carry and hold them at the same time."

The receptionist glanced at the lounge area and smiled. "Sure. Tingting, go and help this gentleman."

She said, looking at her colleague beside her.

Tingting nodded with a smile. "Sure thing."

Five minutes later, with the help of the staff member Tingting, Su Yang first carried Zhao Mengrou to one of the rooms and laid her down.

Then he took Gu Xiaoman to another room and put her to bed.

After finishing all this, he was sweating profusely. He looked at Tingting and said politely with a smile, "Well, thank you so much for your help."

"You're welcome. Sir, have a good rest. You can call the front desk customer service at any time if you need anything."

"Okay, thanks."

After Tingting left, Su Yang walked into Zhao Mengrou's room and plopped down on the sofa. He looked at Zhao Mengrou lying on her side with her back to him. Her figure was perfectly curved, with a slender waist and long legs. She was extremely sexy.

Suddenly, he felt parched. He picked up the mineral water on the table, opened it, and drank most of it.

After taking a deep breath, he stood up and walked to the bedside to straighten Zhao Mengrou up.

Just as he was about to cover her with the quilt, Zhao Mengrou suddenly reached out in a daze and grabbed his arm, pulling him down.

Since Su Yang was leaning over, he fell directly on top of her. What happened next will not be described in detail...

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