The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

Looking at the girl in his arms, wriggling her slender waist and rubbing against him like a kitten, Xu Nian suddenly felt a pain in his waist and knew something was wrong.

Oh no, looks like a boss battle is inevitable tonight.

He quickly took off his trench coat, covered Xu Xi's wet pants, bent down, picked him up and carried him on his shoulder, and hurriedly left the bar.

The person in his arms gently nuzzled his shoulder, their breath warm, and Xu Nian quickened his pace.

As soon as they disappeared from the bar entrance, Zoro's bodyguard hurriedly pushed the door open and came in.

He panicked the moment he saw Zoro lying on the ground.

"Young master, what's wrong? Young master!"

He almost staggered over, taking three steps at a time, and crouched down to gently shake Zoro's body.

Zoro's cheeks grew increasingly hot, and he kept exhaling warm breath, feeling unbearably hot all over.

After a long while, Zoro slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes covered with a layer of mist, his vision blurry as he swept over the bodyguard, a silly smile curling at the corner of his mouth, his voice indistinct, muttering intermittently.

"Hehehe... Miss Xu... finally... finally signed... the contract..."

Upon hearing this, the bodyguard was overjoyed: "Excellent, young master! With this contract, you can easily acquire the Sinian Group, and Miss Xu will be yours sooner or later!"

"Hehe... Hahahaha..." Zoro's laughter grew louder and louder, with a hint of madness, and a trickle of saliva even dripped from the corner of his mouth and stuck to his chin.

Her former elegance and dignity were completely gone, and she looked utterly disheveled.

Seeing his loss of composure, the bodyguard quickly picked him up and carried him out of the bar, heading towards a nearby hotel.

Zoro was stinking and covered in all sorts of filth; the phrase "stinking to high heaven" would be an understatement.

Although the bodyguard was burly and could easily carry him for several kilometers, the pungent smell almost made him gasp for breath.

In addition, Zoro was currently delirious and kept thrashing his body like a wriggling maggot, making it extremely difficult for the bodyguards.

Wasn't it the young master who drugged Miss Xu and Xu Nian?

Why does it look like the young master has been affected by the drug?

The bodyguard muttered to himself.

In the hotel room, the bodyguard gently placed the drunk and feverish Zoro on the soft bed before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

He planned to wait until Zoro sobered up, so he quietly turned around, intending to leave the room and wait outside the door.

But just as he took a step, a scalding hot hand suddenly gripped his arm tightly, so hard that his wrist ached.

The bodyguard froze, stopped in his tracks, and turned around with trembling hands, his face plastered with respect: "Young Master, is there anything else you need?"

Zoro closed his eyes and unconsciously let out a few hot groans, his fingers haphazardly pulling at his collar, one piece, two pieces... until he was completely naked.

His eyes swirled with intense lust, a lewd smile played on his lips, and his entire being exuded a sense of madness.

The bodyguard was terrified by what he saw. His blood seemed to freeze, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he instinctively took two steps back.

The next second, Zoro suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the bodyguard's neck, breathed into his ear with a strong smell of alcohol and lust, and reached his hand restlessly into the bodyguard's clothes, his tone ambiguous and urgent.

"Miss Xu, you and the Sinian Group... will soon be mine... Tonight, let's enjoy a wonderful night together."

The bodyguard's legs went weak instantly, and cold sweat broke out on his palms.

He was a man with a perfectly normal sexual orientation; he had never seen anything like this before.

His throat tightened instantly, and he swallowed hard, his voice stammering, filled with endless panic and resistance.

"Young master, I am not Miss Xu... You have mistaken me for someone else..."

Zoro seemed not to hear his explanation at all. The effects of the drug and alcohol completely overwhelmed his reason. His chest was filled with surging lust, and his eyes were filled with intense desire.

He suddenly exerted his strength, shoving the bodyguard onto the bed, and then pounced on him, clinging to him tightly while emitting lewd laughs.

"My little darling, sooner or later you'll be mine, so why not just give in to me now... Hahahaha..."

"No, young master! No!"

"Listen to me, let me see..."

……

After an incredibly pleasurable night, Zoro's drug effects finally wore off the following morning.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his head throbbing, and his whole body ached as if he had been brutally beaten.

He glanced blankly at the messy bed, the bodyguard curled up beside him with a haggard expression, and the clothes scattered all over the floor. The blurry and absurd fragments of last night instantly flooded back.

His stomach churned violently, and he jumped up, staggered into the bathroom, grabbed the toilet, and nearly threw up the dinner he had eaten last Christmas.

The bodyguard slowly sat up, clutching the throbbing pain in his back, his eyes red-rimmed. He limped to the bathroom door, looking every bit like a wronged young wife: "Young...Master..."

"Fuck! Get out of here!" Zoro roared as he pounded on the toilet seat.

Upon seeing the bodyguard's pitiful face, the absurd scenes from last night uncontrollably flashed through his mind, and the nausea he had just suppressed surged up again.

He lowered his head and began to vomit violently again.

"Yes, sir." The bodyguard trembled with fear, not daring to disobey in the slightest. He shuffled out of the bathroom like a crab, barely daring to breathe.

Zoro stayed in the bathroom for a full half hour until he had nothing left to vomit before he slowly straightened up, leaning on the sink.

He looked at his pale face in the mirror, his teeth grinding together, a surge of overwhelming resentment rising in his chest.

His memory of last night was still hazy, as if a large part of it had been forcibly ripped out, but he was absolutely certain that his disheveled and absurd appearance was the work of those two guys, Xu Xi and Xu Nian.

His eyes blazed with fury, and he wished he could devour those two alive.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw the bodyguard standing timidly in the corner. Upon seeing him come out, the bodyguard hurriedly whispered, "Young Master...you said last night...you said you successfully got Miss Xu to sign that contract?"

"Contract? Hmm..." Zoro frowned, trying hard to recall.

Vague fragments gradually surfaced in my mind, as if there really was such a thing.

He remembered that in his dream, Xu Xi smiled and handed him a signed contract: "Two copies, Young Master Zoro, you must keep this 'hard-won' contract safe."

"That's it! The contract!" Zoro was overjoyed and ran to the pile of clothes scattered on the ground. He frantically searched through the pile and soon found a crumpled contract.

He eagerly flipped to the last page, and when he saw his and Xu Nian's names prominently displayed in the signature section, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahaha!"

All the absurdity and grievances of last night seemed to vanish in this moment.

With this contract, the Sinian Group will be his, and Xu Xi will eventually fall into his hands!

So what if such an embarrassing thing happened? He's the one who laughs last!