Tofu with Alcohol

The two young men had finished bathing and put on the loungewear before heading upstairs. However, the girls were still taking their sweet time.

"Old Han, let's go! I'll treat you to a massage session."

Han Luzhou hunched his shoulders and shook his head repeatedly.

"F*ck! What are you thinking about? I'm talking about legitimate massage parlors!"

Wang Yan forcefully pulled Han Luzhou up another level. Upon reaching a room, he called for the service of two older ladies.

"The person must be strong and experienced. You understand what I mean, right?" Wang Yan asked an employee carefully, but he didn't know that he was troubling the waiter.

"Dear guest, if you don't know their numbers then it will really be on a first come first serve basis. If you are unsatisfied, you can request a change. We don't have the authority to arrange our workers upon your request. It's stated in the regulations—"