Let Me Help You Back to Your Room First

“I’m 108 jin!” Qingxia said, raising her hand.

“I’m 95,” Li Yuanying added.

Before Yoshie could say anything, Qingxia turned to Li Yuanying in surprise. “Yuanying, you’re only 95 jin? You’re so much taller than me, but you weigh less than I do?”

Li Yuanying unconsciously glanced at Qingxia’s chest and thought, Mainly because those two are so huge.

“Ha-ha, yeah.”

Then Su Yang added, “Oh, right, I just thought of something. You two didn’t know Yuanying before this?”

Qingxia and Yoshie exchanged a look, stunned. “No, we didn’t.”

Li Yuanying looked at Su Yang, spread her hands, and sighed helplessly. “I guess I’m still not famous enough. Even people in our neighboring country don’t know me.”

“What do you mean?” Yoshie asked.

Su Yang smiled. “Yuanying is actually a singer from Korea. Since she performs onstage regularly, naturally she can’t afford to gain too much weight.”

“Huh? Yuanying is a singer? So that means she’s a celebrity?” Qingxia asked.

“That’s right. She’s very popular in her country—no, actually, she’s fairly popular throughout East Asia,” Su Yang explained.

“Really? But why don’t I recognize her at all?” Qingxia said, staring at Li Yuanying.

“Ah, let’s not dwell on that. I’m just a small-time singer. There are definitely more people who don’t know me than people who do—that’s perfectly normal. Yoshie, how much do you weigh?” Li Yuanying changed the subject.

Yoshie smiled. “I’m probably around 105 jin.”

“Then I’m the lightest!” Li Yuanying said with a smile, looking at Su Yang. “Come on, pick me up.”

“Sure. Ten squats?” Su Yang asked.

“Yeah, ten is enough,” Qingxia said, nodding.

“Okay.” Su Yang walked with Li Yuanying over to the TV.

He looked at her. “Ready?”

“Go ahead.” Li Yuanying curled a finger at his chest.

Su Yang nodded, turned sideways, and scooped her up in a bridal carry.

Li Yuanying wasn’t embarrassed in the least. She wrapped her arms around Su Yang’s neck and rested her head against his chest.

Yoshie and Qingxia watched them intently.

“Start!” Qingxia called out.

Holding the soft, sweet-smelling Li Yuanying, Su Yang easily completed ten squats.

When he was done, he set her down. “All done!”

Taking advantage of the moment, Li Yuanying felt his abs again. “Wow.”

“Why do you just reach for them whenever the urge strikes?” Su Yang said with a laugh.

“Uh... I love abs the most. I couldn’t help myself.”

“Come on, sit down.”

The two sat back down and continued playing. This time, it was Yoshie and Su Yang facing off.

Su Yang threw rock again. Yoshie reacted a beat too slowly—and still threw scissors.

“Oh, my dear sister, even though you were slow, how did you still lose?” Qingxia cried.

“I haven’t played in a long time, so I’m a little rusty. For a moment, I couldn’t think of what to throw,” Yoshie said with an embarrassed smile.

Su Yang ate some fruit as he spoke. “Finally caught you once, huh? You three drink first.”

“All of us?”

“Of course. The three of you are one team. If you lose, all of you have to drink.”

“Okay.” The three poured themselves drinks, clinked their glasses in the air, and downed them together.

“Mm, fair enough. As for the punishment, I won’t make all of you do it together. You can discuss it and choose one person.”

Yoshie raised her hand. “I lost, so I’ll do it.”

“Wow, Yoshie, thank you, thank you!” Li Yuanying clasped her fists toward Yoshie in mock gratitude.

“You’ll do it? Alright, let me think.” Su Yang’s eyes darted around as he thought, *What kind of punishment should I give her? It can’t be too much, but it can’t be too easy either. Making them strip is definitely out of the question—I’d like that, sure, but then we couldn’t broadcast it. Hmm... Oh, got it.*

Having made up his mind, Su Yang looked at Yoshie and smiled. “How about this? It’s not a difficult punishment. You all brought pajamas, right? Just go change into a nice-looking set of sleepwear.”

“Change into pajamas?” Yoshie asked, taken aback.

Qingxia laughed. “That works. It’s really easy! What do you think, Yuanying?”

Li Yuanying nodded casually. “Yeah, that barely counts as a punishment.”

“Then why don’t all three of us change? I’ve been wanting to change clothes anyway. Sitting here drinking in what I’m wearing now isn’t very comfortable. What do you think?”

Li Yuanying nodded. “Sure. Consider it a free bonus. Let’s go.”

“Damn, you girls are bold. I was planning to make you change one at a time.”

“Why make it so complicated? Come on, girls—let’s go change into our pajamas.” The three of them stood up, went around the back of the sofa, pulled out their suitcases, and headed toward the bedrooms.

But after taking a couple of steps, Yoshie turned around and asked, “Su-san, do you want to sleep on the first floor or the second?”

“I’ll take the second floor. There are exactly three bedrooms downstairs, so each of you can have one.”

“Alright, then we’ll change downstairs.”

Chatting and laughing, the three women pulled their suitcases toward the bedrooms.

Watching their retreating figures, Su Yang thought, *Buy one, get two free? Heh, not bad, not bad. Their sleepwear probably won’t be anything ordinary. This should be quite a feast for the eyes.*

Seven or eight minutes later, laughter drifted out from the end of the hallway as the three of them emerged together.

Hearing them, Su Yang, who had been sitting with his back to the hallway, immediately put down his phone and turned around. The moment he looked, the corners of his mouth rose.

The three women were wearing sleepwear—or loungewear, really—in three different colors and styles.

Li Yuanying wore a short black slip nightgown made of sheer fabric. It was light and silky, suitable as sleepwear while still looking stylish.

At 174 centimeters tall, she made the dress especially eye-catching, her long, shapely legs impossible to ignore.

Yoshie was also dressed in black, though not in a dress. Her outfit resembled what she had worn back on the island nation: a fitted black camisole on top, paired with black shorts trimmed in white.

Qingxia wore a purple nightgown with lace edging, though its style differed from Li Yuanying’s.

The upper portion of Qingxia’s dress was more elaborate, and the hem was somewhat longer, ending about five centimeters above her knees. Li Yuanying’s, by contrast, was simply a plain black spaghetti-strap slip dress.

“Damn... that’s quite a visual impact.” Su Yang swallowed, forcing himself to calm down.

Li Yuanying ran up first, spun around once, and smiled. “How do I look?”

“No, no, no—don’t twirl! Don’t twirl!” Su Yang hurriedly raised a hand to stop her.

“What’s wrong?”

“Your skirt’s a little short. If you spin around...”

“Oh, I’m wearing shorts underneath. It’s fine.”

“You are?”

“Of course.”

“Alright, then. Your outfit is very, very, extremely, ridiculously good!” Su Yang gave her a thumbs-up as he spoke.

“What about mine?” Qingxia hurried over, spread her arms, and asked.

“Yours is similar to Yuanying’s in a way. They’re both nightdresses, but each has its own appeal.”

“Then why have you been staring at Yoshie the whole time?”

“Have I? Oh, well, Yoshie’s different from the two of you. She’s the only one who isn’t wearing a nightdress.”

The three of them chatted as they returned to their seats.

“So, which of our pajamas do you think looks best?” Qingxia asked with a smile.

“Well, that’s hard to rank. I’d say each one has its own style.” Su Yang naturally wasn’t about to name a winner—he didn’t want to offend anyone.

Yoshie joined in with a smile. “Su-san, then tell us what kind of styles we each have.”

“That I can do. Yours is the girl-next-door type.”

“Girl-next-door?”

“Exactly. Yuanying’s is more of a sexy, sophisticated-woman style—er, no, a sexy vixen style.”

“Really? Is this dress sexy?” Li Yuanying asked, tilting her head.

“Black naturally looks more sensual. And if you paired it with black stockings, it would be even sexier. Haha, that’s just my personal opinion—it doesn’t necessarily apply to everyone.”

“Dream on. You want me to wear black stockings too?” Li Yuanying deliberately shot Su Yang a glare.

Qingxia pointed at herself. “What about me? What kind of style do I have?”

Su Yang’s eyes shifted to Qingxia, and he smiled. “You? You’re a... uh, cute-girl style.”

“Haha, really?”

“Really, really. You all look great, so I can’t pick a first place. How about calling it a three-way tie?”

“Fine, fine. We won’t put you on the spot anymore. Let’s keep drinking!”

They continued playing finger-guessing games and drinking. Time flew by, and after trading wins and losses with the three girls, Su Yang soon found that the beer on the table had completely disappeared.

“We’re out of beer!” Li Yuanying said, picking up an empty bottle and shaking it.

“There are several more cases in the kitchen. I’ll go get them.” Yoshie braced herself against the table and stood, heading toward the kitchen.

“I’ll help you!” Qingxia followed her into the kitchen. The two of them each carried a case of beer back and sat down beside the coffee table.

Su Yang opened all the bottles and said with a grin, “You three seem to be holding up pretty well tonight.”

“It’s mainly because we’re happy. Being in such a beautiful place is so relaxing, so we’re in great shape. I was even worried that this beer wouldn’t be enough.” Li Yuanying glanced at the remaining bottles.

“Don’t let your eyes be bigger than your stomach. If you can finish these two cases without getting drunk, that’ll be impressive.”

“Beer doesn’t get you drunk!”

“There you go bragging again. Fine, there’s plenty more in the kitchen anyway. Let’s drink as much as we want tonight. If we get drunk, we’ll just sleep it off—no need to go anywhere.”

“Sounds good. Come on, let’s keep going.”

It was already 12:40 a.m., but everyone was still in high spirits, without the slightest hint of drowsiness.

Another two hours passed. At one point, Su Yang went to fetch another case, and once again, all three cases—thirty bottles of beer in total—were completely drained.

However, after they finished the third case, Qingxia promptly collapsed onto the floor and fell asleep.

Li Yuanying and Yoshie were in slightly better shape. Su Yang had intended to call it a night, but the two of them stubbornly refused to go to sleep and kept clamoring for more drinks.

With no other choice, Su Yang went back to the kitchen, carried out another case of beer, and opened it. With one person fewer, they began drinking even faster.

After only two bottles, Li Yuanying finally reached her limit and collapsed onto the floor beside Qingxia, falling into a deep sleep.

That left Yoshie as the only girl still standing. Her tolerance for alcohol wasn’t the best of the three, so how had she managed to last until the end?

Because she had deliberately been drinking less the entire time. Whenever the others drank a full glass, she only drank half.

Even so, her face was flushed, and she was swaying unsteadily on her feet.

Su Yang was feeling a little drunk as well. The main reason was that he hadn’t used his cheat today, relying entirely on his own drinking capacity to compete with the three girls.

Still, compared with him, the three of them were nowhere near his level.

Su Yang tilted his head and glanced at the two girls lying on the floor. “Yoshie, why don’t we stop drinking too? Two of them are already down.”

“Okay. I really can’t drink anymore.”

“Alright, then let’s go to bed. I’ll help you back to your room first.”

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