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

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Ruyue's bedroom door opened, and Bai Li walked out with a dark face:

"This girl... she insists on being kissed before she'll sleep... and I'm covered in her drool."

He glanced at the collar with disdain:

"Change your clothes before going downstairs."

Even after Bai Li changed into a dress given to her by Zhang Qian and went downstairs, the chaos in the first-floor restaurant had not yet subsided.

An Yaoyao had fallen asleep on the edge of the dining table, her hands supporting her cheeks, her breathing heavy.

Bai Li pulled out the chair in the main seat and sat down.

Chen Tingting took a sip of Wusu beer, her gaze shifting back and forth between Bai Li and Zhang Qian.

"Oh." Chen Tingting pointed at Bai Li's shirt:

"The older brother even wore matching outfits with the female dog."

Li Jiaxin puffed out her cheeks, and her purple hair swayed with the movement.

"I bought one too! Why don't you wear it with me!"

Bai Li glanced at An Yaoyao.

The girl kept her eyes closed and showed no signs of waking up.

With no outsiders present, you can speak without restraint.

He leaned back in his chair, looked at Li Jiaxin, and began to speak:

"Because I am also a beaker."

Zhang Qian's face turned red.

She covered her cheeks with her hands, shifted her body slightly, and her voice became softer:

"Big brother, you're so annoying..."

Chen Tingting stretched out two fingers and pinched Zhang Qian's breast hard.

"hiss."

"Are you being coy now?"

Chen Tingting rolled her eyes and moved half an inch closer to Zhang Qian:

"I can smell the salty, damp odor!"

Li Mengmeng leaned back, propping her two short legs, clad in white stockings, on the edge of the dining table.

"I'm so full." She patted her stomach and burped.

"Your tummy is all bulging out."

She gave orders in a mumbled manner:

"Xiao Shuang, go get my slimming shower gel!"

Lin Xiaoshuang sat cross-legged on the chair, chewing on peanuts.

She stood up and raised her right hand in salute.

"Yes, ma'am! Sister Mengmeng." She cooperated readily, picking up Li Mengmeng's slippers and stuffing them into her arms:

"Be careful not to apply it to your chest."

Li Jiaxin pointed at Li Mengmeng, who was slumped in a chair:

"Brother, this shorty is probably about to die too."

Bai Li glanced at the wine bottle on the table:

"There are only two bottles left. Shall we split them and finish them before leaving?"

"Fine!" Chen Tingting slapped the table. "Only those who are awake tonight can enjoy Big Brother!"

The sounds of drinking games echoed through the restaurant.

The loser simply picks up the cup and drinks.

After a few rounds of drinks, Li Mengmeng slid completely under the table.

Chen Tingting stood up and stretched her arms:

"I'm not drinking anymore. My stomach is going to burst."

She gestured with her chin towards Lin Xiaoshuang and Li Jiaxin:

"We took Little Landmine and Mengmeng upstairs to rest."

Zhang Qian nodded in agreement, and she and Lin Xiaoshuang bent down to support Li Mengmeng's arms.

Li Jiaxin and Chen Tingting worked together, each taking one side of An Yaoyao's body to help her up.

As Chen Tingting passed by Bai Li, she gave him a flirtatious wink and swayed her hips dramatically.

"Big brother, we'll go wash up and then come find you."

Bai Li understood what it meant, so she went upstairs and took a shower.

The water washed away the smell of alcohol and food from my clothes.

He dried himself off, changed into pajama bottoms, and went shirtless.

Only one bedside lamp was left on in the room.

He lay in bed, calculating the time it would take them to wash up, waiting for the arrival of the young women.

"Knock knock knock".

Just as Bai Li was mentally calculating that it was almost done, a knock sounded at the door.

[Tingting and the others have finally arrived! My sword has been itching for a strike!]

He walked to the door, grasped the doorknob, and pressed it down.

The door was just opened a crack.

Before he could even see clearly, the people outside forced their way in, slamming the door shut behind them.

In the dim light, a dark pink figure stumbled and fell into his arms.

Bai Li raised both hands and supported the other person's armpits.

The strong aroma of red wine mixed with the fragrance of spicy chicken wafted into my nostrils.

Bai Li stared wide-eyed at the figure before him, unable to believe his eyes:

"An Yaoyao?!"

"What are you doing here?!"

The little girl didn't answer, but buried her head in his chest, wrapped her arms around his waist, and shouted in a spicy voice:

"Kisaragi!"

She half-opened her eyes:

"You wouldn't believe it, would you? It's me!"

An Yaoyao raised her head and poked Bai Li's pectoral muscles twice with her fingers:

"I sneaked out!"

Bai Li placed one hand on her shoulder, trying to pull her away from him.

"Hey, wake up."

An Yaoyao wouldn't listen to a word.

"I've come to talk to you about cosplay!"

Her legs went weak, and she slid down, her hands unconsciously grabbing the edge of Bai Li's pajama pants.

Bai Li was forced to bend over, gripping her waistband tightly with both hands to prevent her from pulling it off.

"What cosplay? You've come to the wrong room."

Bai Li reached out to pry her fingers open.

An Yaoyao was stubborn and refused to let go, resting her head on Bai Li's lower abdomen.

"Didn't you say you were going to cosplay as a snail?" An Yaoyao continued on her own:

"I spent ages thinking about it in my room, and I even figured out what to use to replace the shell."

As she spoke, she groped around with her hands, trying to find a foothold to straighten herself.

However, after finding a leverage point, An Yaoyao stopped moving, her voice full of confusion.

"what?"

She clenched her fingers and pinched it.

Bai Li gasped and loosened his waistband.

Holy crap!

An Yaoyao looked up at the mosaic above:

"Not sisters..." An Yaoyao stammered.

"How come you... have root carvings?"