Chen Zilong was thoroughly enjoying himself, wrapped in a towel, reveling in the self-service barbecue, and even secretly sipping on a glass of wine when Xiao Qian wasn't around.
Xiao Qian and Yu Minglang finally finished their soak-or rather, their kissing session-and came out to find him, only to see Chen Zilong lying spread-eagled, belly-up, on a lounge chair in the hot spring relaxation area.
And he was even grunting.
"I'm in pain... I can't move..."
Looking at his bloated stomach, Yu Minglang asked Xiao Qian with concern, "Is he alright? He didn't overeat, did he? Should we get some digestive tablets?"
Xiao Qian gave him a gentle kick. This lad, Chen Zilong, had drunk who knows how much. He was already tipsy.
"I feel so sick, Sister, I feel nauseous, I want to vomit... Ugh!" Chen Zilong covered his mouth, looking for a trash can.
Xiao Qian held her forehead, feeling strangely ashamed of having such a brother.
