"Don’t say it’s useless, let’s go, seize the mont, a mont in spring night is worth a thousand gold!"
Su Nian glared at Jin Qiu, "Who’s spending a spring night with you?"
Ziyan stood by the door of the KTV, feeling nostalgic, "Doesn’t it remind you of our school days?"
While walking inside, the won reminisced, "Yeah, back then as poor students, whenever there was a discount, we were there without fail."
"Tonight, let’s return to our 18-year-old selves! Cheers!"
Jin Qiu ordered several dozen beers, filling the table, and the colorful lights of the private room accentuated the cozy atmosphere, with Wei Lan’s soothing voice singing popular love songs from their school days.
As the won drank, Su Nian and Ziyan, who had the lowest alcohol tolerance, hadn’t finished a dozen beers before they started babbling nonsense.
"This morning when I was leaving, Old Shen actually wished a happy Won’s Day!"
Hearing this, Jin Qiu chid in, "We’re as beautiful as flowers, what Won’s Day are we talking about?!"
Su Nian burped, "Yeah, he’s so much older than , yet he dares call old..."
"Speaking of which, the age gap between Nian’nian, Yanyan, and your family’s guy is quite significant."
Ziyan, sowhat muddled, counted on her fingers, "Yue Cheng and I have an eleven-year age difference."
"I’m ten years younger than Old Shen, and this old man dares to say I’m old!"
Just after Su Nian finished complaining, her phone on the table lit up. She looked at it, giggled drunkenly, and pointing at the phone, said, "Speak of the old man and he calls."
Picking up the phone, she said, "Old man, what is it? What?"
"It’s too noisy here, I can’t hear clearly..."
"I can’t hear! I’ll talk when I get back... uh... when I get back."
Hearing her start with "old man," Shen Hanxiu’s face darkened, and then hearing her drunken voice, he felt even worse.
Ditching family to enjoy yourself?
"Daddy, was Mommy kidnapped by bad people?"
With fury, Shen Hanxiu hung up the phone, picked up his daughter, grabbed a coat to wrap her in, and took the car keys, heading out, "Daddy’s taking you to your brother’s."
"What about Daddy?"
"Daddy is going to fetch mommy ho, I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Xiaoxiao, thinking about seeing Su Bao and also playing gas with Haohao, reluctantly agreed.
After settling his daughter down at Su Bao’s, he drove straight to the KTV...
This was the address Su Nian gave when she said she’d be ho late tonight; it turned out asking was not pointless.
In the private room, Ziyan and Su Nian were both a bit dizzy while Wei Lan and Jin Qiu were slightly more sober.
Jin Qiu ate a piece of fruit and nudging Su Nian with her elbow, asked, "Hey, they say n at forty are like tigers, Nian’nian, how many tis in one night with your Old Shen?"
"Speaking of which, I have sothing to say..." Su Nian slurred, "That old man... is simply unbearable!"
Jin Qiu maliciously pressed, "How many tis a night?"
Su Nian held up three fingers, then added another one, and finally shaking her hand with a frown looking thoughtfully pained, said, "I passed out after that... can’t rember."
"What about you, Yanyan?"
"I passed out too..."
Usually, Ziyan wouldn’t get an answer when sober, but now foolishly blurted it all out, which Jin Qiu wouldn’t miss, "So, is he well endowed and skilled?"
Su Nian, dazedly nodded, "Mhm... big, it hurts every ti he goes in."
Wei Lan blushed at hearing this, thankful she wasn’t the one intoxicated.
Jin Qiu wickedly asked, "How big? Banana, carrot, cucumber, eggplant, which one is it closest to?"
Su Nian’s eyes were hazy, silent as if in thought, then she made a circle with her hands, "...this big."
Jin Qiu was about to ask more, when Wei Lan tugged at her, "Let’s stop, Nian’nian will definitely hit you when she wakes up!"
Jin Qiu tapped her on the head, "What will she rember when she wakes up? I’m going to get you drunk too!"
Wei Lan pouted and stopped talking, listening as Jin Qiu continued, "So... how do you usually do it?"
Just as Jin Qiu finished asking, she saw soone push the door open, seeing the man entering, Jin Qiu and Wei Lan couldn’t help but glance at Su Nian.
As Su Nian slumped in the corner of the sofa, answered Jin Qiu’s previous question, "It’s always the sa old routine... throws on the bed and rips my clothes off, no novelty..."
Wei Lan kindly poked her, signaling her to stop talking, but Su Nian, too drunk to sense Wei Lan’s hint, continued, "Even the positions are always the sa... he’s on top I’m bent, always likes to be on all fours like a little dog..."
Jin Qiu, seeing Shen Hanxiu’s oppressive aura, glanced at the oblivious Su Nian, swallowed, and thought to herself: Xiao Nian, you’re going to need all the luck.
Being criticized by your own woman about your [love-making] technique is naturally a great insult to a man.
Shen Hanxiu darkly approached, bending over the drunkenly collapsed Su Nian, he asked, "You don’t like it?"
"... Of course, I don’t like... I don’t want to be like a little dog."
"What position do you like then?"
"I..." after uttering a word, as if sothing was caught in her throat, she then slowly leaned on the sofa, her body unstable, leaning forward, instinctively grabbing Shen Hanxiu’s jacket, imdiately followed by a "vomit" sound, thick, sourish liquid flowed down onto Shen Hanxiu’s trousers, dropping into his shoes...
Jin Qiu and Wei Lan both frowned uncontrollably.
Shen Hanxiu, trembling with anger, forcefully picked her limp body, carried her over his shoulder, and without another word, headed out the door.
After Shen Hanxiu left for a good while, Wei Lan and Jin Qiu finally recovered their senses, Jin Qiu hugged her arms and said, "Why do I feel the air conditioning is set too low? Did you adjust it just now?"
"I didn’t... but I also feel like it suddenly got a lot colder..."
The chill brought by Shen Hanxiu lingered long, they seed to foresee Su Nian’s miserable state, only hoping she could still stand and talk in the coming week...
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