In her dream, Song Yang didn't give her a chance to get up. He would turn over and unleash a torrential downpour, leaving her dehydrated every morning for the past few days.

"Ah... Yifei, spare me!"

Under Hu Yifei's quick flick, Lu Ziqiao had no choice but to beg for mercy.

The others looked on with curiosity, and Zeng Xiaoxian declared righteously:

"Serves him right! He even dared to make fun of Yifei!"

"Who is Yifei? She's the female devil of our Love Apartment. Who would dare to sleep with her?"

"Forehead.."

At this point, Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly covered his mouth, realizing he had said too much.

But he also had his own agenda: to let the newcomer Song Yang know how ruthless Hu Yifei was.

Song Yang saw through Zeng Xiaoxian's little scheme but didn't take it to heart. His favorite thing was to subdue demons and monsters, after all, Sun Wukong was his idol.

"Zeng Xiao Xian!"

Hu Yifei let Lu Ziqiao go and turned to look at Zeng Xiaoxian.

Meeting Hu Yifei's gaze, Zeng Xiaoxian's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down, pleading:

"Yifei, I..."

"...".

Chapter Thirty-Two: Sister Yifei, how about a few drinks?

"Comfortable!"

After giving the two a good beating, Hu Yifei felt incredibly satisfied. Then, clenching her fists, she issued a warning to Lu Ziqiao and Zeng Xiaoxian, these two unfortunate brothers:

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, hmph..."

"I won't do it again!"

"I will never do that again!"

Lu Ziqiao and Zeng Xiaoxian have a strong sense of masculinity, they're just short of surrendering.

Seeing this, Hu Yifei was very satisfied with the two's attitude. She glanced at Zhang Wei and Guan Gu Shenqi, who were watching the show from the side, and then left 3602 with Song Yang.

Reaching the entrance of room 3601, Song Yang, who was far from sleepy, suggested:

"Sister Yifei, you look so energetic, how about we go down for a drink?"

"drink wine?"

Hu Yifei was slightly taken aback, then shook her head and said:

"Never mind, I'm going to sleep now. I have class tomorrow morning."

Her woman's intuition told her that Song Yang was in danger at that moment.

Unfazed by the rejection, Song Yang nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll go by myself then."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

As for Qin Yumo in the room, she was probably already asleep, exhausted.

Ever since I developed an indestructible kidney, I've been irritable every day, which is truly unbearable.

Similarly, Qin Yumo was also crying and screaming, and the spring water was almost squeezed dry in her efforts to put out the fire.

Even if we take a different approach and try to find three different paths, we can only manage to barely cope.

Many things require moderation, and Su Yunjin is not around to help Qin Yumo. So the most urgent task is to find a new source of support to share the burden.

Since Hu Yifei wouldn't give him that chance, Song Yang had no choice but to go to the bar to find help.

After all, we can't let our brothers suffer, no matter how tough things get.

The bar isn't far from Love Apartment, just half a block away; you just need to cross the street to get there.

It's still early, just past midnight, and there are still quite a few customers relaxing in the bar, mostly young men and women, especially the women, who are all dressed up in a flamboyant and eye-catching way.

As soon as I reached the bar, Sarah, a waitress with a mature and sophisticated air and long, wavy blonde hair parted in the middle, came over.

"Handsome, did you come alone tonight?"

"Ah."

Song Yang nodded and greeted them:

"Get me a bottle of wine."

"Here, this bottle of wine is on you."

Sarah brought over a bottle of cocktail and opened it. Her gaze swept over Song Yang's clothes, and she couldn't help but laugh:

"Handsome, you couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so you came to the bar looking for some fun?"

"Yes."

Faced with Sarah's questioning, Song Yang honestly admitted it, saying helplessly:

"The night is long, and I can't sleep."

Compared to other people who come to the bar, whether men or women, they all present themselves neatly and present their best selves to attract the attention of the opposite sex.

Meanwhile, Song Yang was wearing a pair of shorts, a tank top, and flip-flops, clearly having just gotten out of bed.

Even so, many eyes have been frequently drawn to it.

It's not just his handsome looks, but also his well-built physique and almost perfect muscle lines that make people want to touch him.

Sarah, who was greeting Song Yang, was no exception. Looking at the powerful body in front of her, her breathing became a little rapid. She really wanted to experience how much impact it would have.

Upon hearing Song Yang's affirmative answer, Sarah's eyes lit up, and a charming smile appeared on her lips.

She shifted her feet, a fragrant breeze wafting up, and she was almost pressed against Song Yang. She raised her hand and traced his chest; the firm touch made her red lips part slightly, and she invited him:

"I was really bored after get off work anyway."

"How about we find a quiet place to sit down after I get off work?"

Faced with Sarah's direct invitation, Song Yang pointed to the restroom not far away and said quietly:

"I think it's quieter there."

"..."

While the two were having a heated discussion about whether the restroom was quiet.

Love Apartment 3601.

A decorative lamp was lit in the living room, and Hu Yifei sat quietly on the sofa.

Song didn't go back to her room to sleep, partly because she was less sleepy, but mainly because she was worried about Song Yang.

Those women in bars are ruthless and heartless. The last few times I went to bars, with me and Qin Yumo backing me up, those ordinary women didn't dare to cause any trouble.

Now that Song Yang is all alone, it's hard to guarantee that he won't be bewitched by those female demons and stay out all night.

Moreover, upon careful reflection on the source of the danger just now, Hu Yifei vaguely guessed what it was.

This guy probably can't hold back anymore and is thinking about women.

It's normal for a young man to be hot-tempered, especially if he doesn't have a girlfriend.

Hu Yifei could understand, but the fact that they invited her first was clearly a sign that they wanted to take advantage of her.

Having figured this out, Hu Yifei was both ashamed and angry, yet also somewhat smug.

Regardless, when a man thinks of a woman, the fact that she is the first person he thinks of undoubtedly proves his attractiveness to men.

Although, in her eyes, this man was just a junior.

The thought of the word "junior" made Hu Yifei's expression change, and she felt that she couldn't let Song Yang act so recklessly.

Otherwise, he might end up like Lu Ziqiao, who does nothing but think about galloping on horseback all day long, and doesn't even have the money to book a hotel room, having to borrow from all over the place.

Lu Ziqiao is beyond redemption, but Song Yang is still a good young man in society.

Hu Yifei felt that as a teacher, she had a responsibility to guide Song Yang onto the right path.

Thinking of this, the decisive Hu Yifei couldn't sit still any longer. She changed into an outfit for going out, spent some time putting on light makeup, and immediately went out to the bar.

It was an hour later when she arrived at the bar.

This is why makeup takes up so much time, but the person doing the makeup doesn't think so.

"Has he left already?"

After wandering around the bar, Hu Yifei didn't see Song Yang and thought to herself.

She also noticed a problem: the blond waiter who always greeted Song Yang warmly whenever he came to the bar was not there.

Realizing he might be late, he figured the two of them were probably already together by now.

Hu Yifei's face was rather unpleasant. She was very unhappy with Song Yang. Just a moment ago, he was trying to take advantage of her, and now, in the blink of an eye, he's hooking up with another woman.

Why is my belt so loose?

At this moment, Hu Yifei felt extremely disappointed in Song Yang's behavior.

"Forget it, leave him alone."

Hu Yifei abandoned her idea of ​​leading Song Yang to the right place and left the bar.

"Sister Yifei."

Song Yang, who had just come out of the bathroom, looked at Hu Yifei returning from outside and said in surprise:

"Didn't you go to sleep? Why are you back from outside?"

Seeing that Song Yang was actually at home, all her previous guesses were overturned, and Hu Yifei was extremely happy, thinking to herself that she had not misjudged him after all.

"I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk."

Hu Yifei made up an excuse and looked at Song Yang suspiciously.

The other person had just come out of the bathroom, and combined with her previous guesses, it was hard not to suspect that the other person was up to something in the bathroom again.

Meeting Hu Yifei's strange gaze, Song Yang was too lazy to explain and invited her again:

"Sister Yifei, how about we have a drink?"

"Okay, then we won't go to the bar, we'll just drink at home."

This time, Hu Yifei did not refuse and planned to give Song Yang a good talking-to to prevent him from going astray in the future.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Taking advantage of Yifei's loophole!

The next morning.

The morning sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Hu Yifei's face.

For some reason, her face looked much rosier and more delicate than before.

Like a flower that has not been watered for years, it blooms fully after being nourished by spring rain.

"do not want!"

With a startled cry, Hu Yifei suddenly opened her eyes.

Upon waking, she instinctively tried to do a somersault to get up, something she could usually do easily, but she failed today.

His legs had only been raised halfway when they drooped limply back down.

"I am..."

Hu Yifei muttered to herself, then her expression changed drastically:

"That's not a dream!"

Looking at the empty vodka bottle on the floor not far away, the memories of last night gradually became clear.

I thought the things that happened in my dream were real.

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