On the plane, Lin Zhiming was constantly trying to impress San Yao, and Li Xiaoqiang silently pitied the guy. After all, he knew San Yao's peculiarities, and figured that the moment Lin Zhiming thought he was about to bloom and bear fruit was exactly when disaster would strike.
Soon, the plane reached its destination, and upon exiting the airport, they took a cab to a hotel.
Li Xiaoqiang and Lin Zhiming shared one room, San Yao had another to herself.
Lin Zhiming lay on the big bed and laughed, "You know, Li, on the plane, I saw those three girls seemed quite impressed with me. I bet I'll have my chance tonight."
Li Xiaoqiang, sipping on some warm water, replied, "Man, stop daydreaming. I advise you not to try anything tonight unless you want to get your bird kicked off."
Lin Zhiming wrinkled his nose and said, "Li, stop being so envious, I understand you."
