Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

Bai Li stood up, walked to Wen Yiming, and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Calm down, bro."

"Otherwise, it would be my turn to mentor you."

Wen Yiming was taken aback by these words. His drunken mind raced for a moment, but he still couldn't figure out whether the words were a compliment or a threat.

Tao Hua was even more confused, tilting her head and looking at Bai Li with her wine glass in hand: "What do you mean? You're going to teach Brother Pei Wen?"

Bai Li didn't give them time to figure it out.

"I'm going to the restroom. You guys keep drinking."

After saying that, he pushed open the door of the private room and walked out.

The corridor was warmly lit, and the carpet was thick, making no sound when you stepped on it.

Bai Li stepped out of Yu Man Lou, turned around, and pushed open the door to the next private room.

The moment the door opened, two figures were pressed against the wall.

Zhang Qian was half-squatting, her ear pressed against the wall, her long blue hair hanging down to cover half of her face.

Li Jiaxin went even further, almost prostrating herself on the ground as if she wanted to embed her head into the wall.

Hearing the door open, the two turned around at the same time.

The moment they saw that the person who came was Bai Li, the expressions on their faces changed from shock to sullen anger.

Zhang Qian was the first to rush over, throwing herself into Bai Li's arms, wrapping her arms around his waist, burying her head in his chest, her long blue hair tickling his chin.

"Big brother!"

Zhang Qian raised her head, her eyes red-rimmed, her lips pouting so much they could hold an oil bottle.

"I knew it! As long as I gave you alone, she touched everything, both the things she should and shouldn't have!"

Not to be outdone, Li Jiaxin squeezed through from the other side, grabbed Bai Li's collar, and pulled him down.

"We could hear it all clearly from next door!"

Li Jiaxin flicked her purple hair and gritted her teeth as she accused:

"Don't you have any idea how long you've been kissing? Ten minutes! You've never kissed us this passionately!"

Bai Li was caught in the middle between the two people, in a dilemma.

"Let me explain—"

"I won't listen!"

"They started it all. What can I do alone? Wen Yiming and Tao Hua were banging on the table and shouting, while Wang Yiqing was fanning the flames..."

"We don't care!" Zhang Qian buried her face even deeper, her voice muffled. "We want it anyway."

"Exactly." Li Jiaxin tugged at Bai Li's collar, stood on tiptoe, and raised her chin high. "If you kissed her, you have to kiss us. Otherwise, you'll be sleeping on the sofa tonight."

Bai Li looked at the two angry little faces in front of her.

A girl with flowing blue hair, her eyes red-rimmed, looked as if she had suffered a great injustice.

A man with flamboyant purple hair and tightly pursed thin lips, ready to punch someone at any moment.

have to.

Bai Li first lowered his head and touched Zhang Qian's lips.

Zhang Qian immediately tightened her grip and pressed herself against him, deepening the kiss.

Li Jiaxin stared wide-eyed at the scene and reached out to turn Bai Li's head around.

"That's enough, that's enough, it's my turn."

Bai Li was pulled over by her, and Li Jiaxin immediately tiptoed up to kiss her, her kissing method completely different from Zhang Qian's.

Zhang Qian is clingy and lingering.

Li Jiaxin was fierce, biting Bai Li's lower lip and refusing to let go, almost like she was fighting.

After all that fuss, Bai Li's lips were almost swollen.

The two young women finally released him, their cheeks flushed, their earlier resentment mostly gone.

Bai Li rubbed his lower lip, which had been bitten so hard, and apologized, saying, "I'll give you all a good reward when we get back tonight."

"Absolutely." Li Jiaxin crossed her arms, her tone still stiff, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Zhang Qian leaned against Bai Li, tracing circles on his chest with her finger: "Big brother, when are we leaving?"

She tilted her head, her blue hair falling onto Bai Li's arm.

"I'm afraid if I stay any longer, even the little pink-haired girl will eat every last bit of your bones."

"Right away." Bai Li straightened his collar, which had been pulled askew. "I'll go order some hangover soup, force-feed it to them, and then we'll leave."

"Then hurry up." Li Jiaxin gave him a push, her eyes urging him from beneath her purple bangs: "Zhang Qian and I are waiting for you in the car."

Bai Li nodded, turned around, opened the door to the private room, and walked out.

In the corridor, a waitress in uniform was carrying a tray.

The waiter paused for a moment when he saw Bai Li come out of the next private room.

Her gaze first fell on the two lipstick marks of different shades on the corners of Bai Li's mouth.

One of them was a pinkish-red—Zhang Qian's color.

One is a nude pink – Li Jiaxin's shade.

In addition, there was his slightly disheveled collar and the creases on the front of his trench coat.

The waiter's expression changed repeatedly.

Bai Li was completely unaware of this and stepped forward to speak politely.

"Could you please bring a few bowls of hangover soup to Yu Man Lou?"

The waiter nodded blankly.

She watched Bai Li turn and walk towards Yu Man Lou, with only one thought in her mind.

Isn't this Miss Xie's boyfriend?

How did you get out of the private room that Miss Xie's friend had next door?

There are lipstick marks on her face? And her clothes are a mess?

The waiter looked down at the tray in his hands, then at Bai Li's back.

He moved his lips and squeezed out two words.

"Scumbag."