Luo Xiu lifted up his hand and rubbed the girl on her head. “It’s fine. I am fine now.”

It looked like Gu Nian wanted to avoid that but finally stopped herself. She stood there expressionlessly and let him touch her head. After Luo Xiu put his hand back down, she looked up and said to him in a very serious manner, “You can’t rub me on my head.”

“And why not?”

“That won’t be appropriate.”

“… …”

Luo Xiu tried to stop himself but finally failed. He flexed his finger and knocked lightly on her forehead, both to express his discontent and also his helplessness.

The white shirt was wrinkled up from all the rubbing.

Luo Xiu’s right hand, formed into a fist, pressed and rubbed under his left ribs.

The tiles inside the neat and clean bathroom were so white that they could reflect light. Only a side light was on and Luo Xiu’s slender body reflected in the mirror. His brows furrowed under his bangs.

Luo Xiu’s stomach issue was serious.

Whenever it was irritated, it went between feeling like there were fires burning inside or being stabbed by knives.

During the banquet tonight, all of the alcohol that was given to him was blocked by the girl who acted like she was protecting her calf. He did not have a drop of it.

Luo Xiu lowered his eyes.

He took a deep breath and looked up again. “The three of you are sharing a room with two bed, right?”

Jiang Xiaoqing replied reflexively, “Yeah.”

Qiuyi tugged at her. Jiang Xiaoqing gathered herself and turned back around, alarmed, “Why do you ask!”

“My room, 717, is a suite. She doesn’t need to go downstairs. She can sleep in my room.”

“?!” Jiang Xiaoqing went off on him. “No way! Just the two of you? A man and a woman? Not to mention that Gu Nian is drunk. We can’t let her go with you!!”

“You can have her choose.”

Toward the second half of the banquet, the tables and chairs were no longer meaningful.

The round table had turned into buffet table. There weren’t a lot of food on top of it, but it was chalked full of all sorts of alcoholic beverages.

Next to the table.

One of them was standing and the other sitting.

Gu Nian felt very dizzy. She was certain that she was standing up but the distance of the floor next to her feet seemed to be closer to her at times than others.

The middle-aged man in front of her seemed to be out to get her. He passed her one glass after another. He was talking to Luo Xiu but he already knew to hand the wine glass over to Gu Nian.