"Bang."
The two women almost simultaneously hung their heads and lay motionless on the table.
Shen Yi was also finding some joy in the midst of hardship. It would take quite some effort to help these two drunk women into the car and send them home.
"Time to clean up the mess," Shen Yi sighed as he stood up. He first walked to the coat rack and picked up the little black suit.
Then he turned around and helped Fu Nanzhi up. He stretched out one of her arms with one hand and slowly put the suit on her with the other.
Fu Nanzhi still had a bit of consciousness. She was muttering and breathing out in a soft voice, and her limp body even cooperated with Shen Yi.
After putting the coat on her and buttoning it up, Shen Yi stuffed Fu Nanzhi's phone into her small bag and slung it across her shoulder so it wouldn't fall off.
He flipped up and smoothed the collar, then let Fu Nanzhi lean back on the chair to rest.
After taking care of her, he picked up the white suit and walked over to Cheng Jun.
It was much more troublesome here. As soon as Shen Yi touched her, Cheng Jun immediately opened her eyes warily.
After seeing it was Shen Yi, she seemed to relax and closed her eyes again.
But as soon as his hand touched her arm, she started cursing.
"Now... now you want to curry favor with me. It's too late," she slurred.
"What were you doing earlier?"
"I... I won't... let you, you bad guy, succeed."
Shen Yi's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked across at Fu Nanzhi, who was sleeping peacefully, and then let out a sigh of relief.
Cheng Jun had a history of causing trouble, but fortunately, this time her voice wasn't too loud and she didn't go crazy.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi's movements became even more gentle. He reached out and straightened her head, using his abdomen to support it.
Then he took out a tissue and carefully wiped the oil stains from her lips.
He unfolded the coat and managed to put it on her by lifting her arms.
Next, Shen Yi was in a dilemma. Cheng Jun's bag was a handbag without a strap.
There wasn't a single pocket on her clothes. Helplessly, Shen Yi had to put her phone and bag in his own pockets.
Fortunately, the handbag wasn't too big, and the fabric of his pants had some stretch, so he managed to stuff them in.
After all the preparations were done, Shen Yi pulled the chair back and supported Cheng Jun under her armpits to help her stand up.
He put his left arm around her slender waist and lifted one of her arms to rest on his shoulder.
Although Cheng Jun was quite tall, she wasn't heavy for Shen Yi at all. He easily held her in place with one hand.
Supporting her, Shen Yi slowly walked over to Fu Nanzhi.
He used the same method, lifting Fu Nanzhi's arm with one hand and resting it on his right shoulder, and then wrapping his right arm around her waist and abdomen to hold her.
Fu Nanzhi's soft body couldn't support itself, and she leaned against him and finally stood up straight.
One of them had her head hanging down, and the other's head was resting on his shoulder.
With these two beauties in his arms, although they weren't heavy individually, together they weighed over two hundred pounds. An ordinary person really wouldn't have the strength to handle them.
It's more tiring to hold someone who is conscious than someone who is unconscious. Fortunately, the two of them just couldn't stand steadily but weren't completely unconscious.
Shen Yi tried to take a few steps and found that it was okay.
He kicked open the door of the private room and carefully walked out under the surprised gazes of the waiters.
He didn't dare to walk too fast for fear that if someone stumbled and lost their shoes, it would be a big problem.
Stumbling all the way like this, he finally reached the elevator. Shen Yi was already used to the looks of attention along the way.
"Ding."
The elevator door opened, and Shen Yi slowly shuffled in.
There happened to be a man in the elevator. Since Shen Yi couldn't free his hands, he said,
"Brother, could you please press the button for the second basement floor? Thanks."
The man in the elevator was playing with his phone. When he saw Shen Yi come in, his eyes widened in surprise. He reached out and pressed the button.
He got off on the first floor. Before the door closed, he turned back and exclaimed,
"Awesome."
The door closed, and the elevator continued to go down.
The car was parked a bit far from the elevator, so Shen Yi had to make his way there little by little.
Whether he was awesome or not, Shen Yi didn't know. All he knew was that he was as tired as an old ox.
It was just that he had good physical strength and recovered quickly. His arms would get sore and then feel better, then get sore again, going in a cycle.
As he was walking, the lights behind him suddenly flashed. Shen Yi stood aside to let the car pass first.
At this time, Fu Nanzhi suddenly lifted her head in a startled way and blurted out beside Shen Yi,
"Zhu... Zhu Jun, we're going to be good sisters for a lifetime."
Her warm breath brushed across Shen Yi's neck, giving him goosebumps.
Before Shen Yi could make a sarcastic comment, Cheng Jun, as if she had heard, also leaned over without even opening her eyes.
The faint fragrance on her body mixed with the smell of alcohol and sprayed into Shen Yi's ear.
"Okay... okay, good sisters for a lifetime."
Her red lips were tender, and her cheeks were soft. The two of them were both leaning on Shen Yi's shoulder at the same time.
Those who knew would think the two women were good sisters, but those who didn't know might think Shen Yi was their good sister.
He was sandwiched between them and felt quite distracted and a bit uncomfortable.
But this wasn't the time to think about such things. After the car passed, Shen Yi staggered to his own car.
He let Fu Nanzhi lean against the car and opened the back door. He first stuffed Cheng Jun inside.
Finally, he had one hand free, and Shen Yi immediately felt much more relaxed. He picked up Fu Nanzhi and walked to the other side.
He placed Fu Nanzhi on the seat and sat her down. After thinking for a while, he leaned over her chest to reach for the seat belt.
He had to secure them because if the car started moving and they were all over the place and bumped into each other, it wouldn't be good. He had to drive and couldn't take care of them.
While reaching for the seat belt, he might have touched Fu Nanzhi and woke her up.
She hugged Shen Yi's head tightly in her arms and rubbed her cheek against his hair, saying,
"Husband, do you know how much I love you?"
Shen Yi's head was buried in her ample bosom, and he almost couldn't breathe. He quickly supported himself on the seat with one hand and grabbed the seat belt with the other to break free.
He coaxed and comforted her, saying,
"I know, I know. Nanzhi loves me the most."
Then he pulled the seat belt over her shoulder and buckled it up,
"Be a good girl and sit still. We'll be home soon."
Fu Nanzhi tilted her head and leaned against the back seat, just smiling as she watched Shen Yi bustling around.
After taking care of Fu Nanzhi, Shen Yi walked over to Cheng Jun.
He had stuffed her into the car in a hurry just now, and now she was lying on the seat with her butt sticking up.
Shen Yi used both hands to straighten her up and sit her properly. If she stayed in that position for a while longer, she might vomit up all her dinner.
Cheng Jun was dazed from being moved around. She opened her eyes and started waving her hands randomly.
Seeing that she was about to start causing trouble again, Shen Yi quickly buckled her seat belt and closed the door.
He got into the driver's seat and looked back. It seemed okay.
Cheng Jun was wriggling around like she had fleas on her, and Fu Nanzhi was tilting her head and smiling stupidly out of the window.
Everyone had their own things to do.
Shen Yi sighed and threw the bags and phones from his pockets onto the passenger seat. Then he started the car.
The car slowly drove out of the parking lot and onto the main road.
The cool night wind blew in, and Shen Yi quickly closed the window.
Although the red wine had a low alcohol content, it had a strong after - effect. They couldn't be exposed to the wind.
The two of them were sweating as they metabolized the alcohol. If the cold wind blew on them, it would not only make them feel dizzy but also make them catch a cold. He had to be careful, or they would have a headache when they woke up tomorrow.
He would definitely send Fu Nanzhi home first. If it got any later, Ji's mother might call.
The car pulled up in front of Peaceful Lake Residence. Shen Yi looked back at Fu Nanzhi, who was sound asleep, and couldn't help sighing again.
There was still one tough hurdle to cross.

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...