At 11 a.m., Wei Tianyang woke up from bed with a splitting headache.
The alcohol level of that red wine was higher than last time; after drinking half a bottle, he felt somewhat dizzy.
Yaha couldn't hold her liquor either; after downing four glasses, she leaned heavily against him, and after forcefully pouring three more, she started talking nonsense.
In the end, it was him who carried Yaha back to her room and dumped her on the furry floor mat before he returned to rest.
He took his phone and left the room, only to chance upon Starbucks and Kacha kissing in the hallway. Starbucks turned her head and asked, "Come with us to buy coffee beans?"
"Have we run out of our stock? I've never seen anyone drinking it?" Wei Tianyang was perplexed.
"People drink it every day at noon~ You're always not at the hotel," Starbucks said with a smile.
Kacha tried to kiss Starbucks again but was pushed away as she said, "Damn, Ishmael is right there."