"Ha ha…" Miranda Kerr chuckled as she patted Huang Kaiwen's thigh and asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll tell him?"
"I'm telling the truth, and I'd say the same to his face."
After chatting for a while, Huang Kaiwen stood up, taking Miranda Kerr with him, and said to the others, "She's drunk. I'm going to take her back."
Kaka looked at Huang Kaiwen, bewildered, like a golden retriever abandoned by its owner.
Inzaghi secretly gave Huang Kaiwen a thumbs up.
Back at the hotel,
After who knows how long, she saw the dawn breaking and said with a hoarse voice, "No good, I'm so sleepy."
"That's because you lack exercise."
[Here we omit ten thousand words.]
The next day, past ten in the morning, Huang Kaiwen emerged from the hotel, a triumphant look on his face.
He stopped in his tracks at the newsstand.
"Milan trio's night of revelry, Inzaghi leads astray Kaka, Kevin"
Huang Kaiwen picked up a newspaper and began to read.
