Chen Zilong was lounging comfortably, wrapped in a towel, enjoying a self-served BBQ, and sneakily had a glass of wine while Qian wasn't around.
Qian and Yu Minglang finally finished watching—or rather, had their fill of kissing—and came to find him, only to see Chen Zilong sprawled out like a starfish on a chair in the hot spring rest area.
He was even humming to himself.
"Oh, the agony... can't move at all..."
Yu Minglang looked at his bloated belly and asked Qian worriedly, "Is this kid okay? Can't have him getting overstuffed, right? Should we buy him some digestion tablets?"
Qian gave him a kick, and Chen Zilong, that idiot, who knows how much he drank, was already tipsy.
"I ate so much I'm sick, sis, I feel sick, I want to puke... ugh!" Chen Zilong covered his mouth, looking for a trash can.
Qian rubbed her forehead, inexplicably ashamed to have such a brother.
After Yu Minglang helped Chen Zilong finish vomiting, he tidily returned, with Chen Zilong looking deflated.
