221: Be frank and open

“So this is that ‘atmosphere’!”

Zhang Meiqi, who worked as a part-time model, was the first to understand. She just hadn’t seen this thing before, but she had certainly heard about it.

Because models often encounter more complex environments, she had heard many things, both good and bad, from full-time models.

Some things she couldn't yet fully comprehend, but that didn't stop her from knowing about them in advance.

After Li Qinghe's explanation, it finally matched up with the things in her mind.

And Li Mingyue finally understood what this thing was.

They say college is an ivory tower, but college is not entirely a utopia.

Today's university students, especially those studying in a money-consuming city like Saigon, are exposed to an extremely complex and diverse world.

Many of these young people, who cannot yet fully distinguish right from wrong, plunge into this world of indulgence and cannot extricate themselves.

So Li Mingyue, too, had heard of such things, and she even knew that some of her classmates were already addicted to them.

They would spend hundreds of millions of vietnamese dong each month on these things.

To fund their consumption, these classmates of hers were quite 'driven,' becoming independent university students who delivered food to meet their consumption needs.

So both of them knew that this was not a good thing, and after Li Qinghe's explanation, they instantly lost interest in it.

The three of them sat back on the sofa in the booth, swaying gently to the dynamic rhythm filling their ears.

“Brother Qinghe, drink.”

Li Mingyue, who Zhang Meiqi had exposed for secretly drinking alcohol since childhood, actually didn't have much alcohol tolerance.

It was probably because of the beatings she received as a child that she developed a psychological shadow towards such beverages, not daring to touch them for a long time, and thus never getting sufficient practice.

After five bottles of beer, her face was already as red as a peach, pink tinged with red—a very alluring and appetizing color.

She wondered if Li Mingxing would show the same reaction after drinking.

Li Qinghe also thought of something very interesting: they say twins have a telepathic connection, so he wondered if Li Mingyue got drunk tonight, would Li Mingxing also feel dizzy?

Although her blush was beautiful and her alcohol tolerance wasn't great, Li Mingyue was daring enough to drink. She casually opened another bottle of beer and clinked glasses with Li Qinghe.

Li Mingyue tilted her head back and gulped down half a bottle, a trace of liquor flowing from the corner of her mouth down her fair neck, then gradually disappearing.

Li Qinghe didn't cheat; he also tilted his head back and guzzled a bottle of beer, without any pretense of 'feeding the fish' (pretending to drink).

No sooner had he finished drinking with Li Mingyue than Zhang Meiqi came over. She was bolder than Li Mingyue, hooking her arm around Li Qinghe's neck, first giving him a fragrant kiss, and unreservedly squeezing herself into his embrace.

“Brother Qinghe, let’s have one too. Did bringing me out today make you proud? Uh~ I think I’m falling for you.”

After Zhang Meiqi fed Li Qinghe a few sips from her beer bottle, she brought it to her own rosy lips and drank heartily.

After their interaction, this girl had completely shed all her reservations, using the alcohol to frankly confess her feelings.

“Brother Qinghe, do you like me?”

A beautiful, slightly tipsy face was close by. Zhang Meiqi could drink a bit more than Li Mingyue; this was her sixth bottle of beer, and her eyes were only slightly red, with little change in her complexion.

Under the dim lights of the bar, Zhang Meiqi looked like a little fairy.

The experienced Li Qinghe directly placed his hand on her delicate waist and pulled her closer.

Zhang Meiqi fell into Li Qinghe's arms, her eyes rippling like spring water. She felt Li Qinghe's large hand, like a scorching furnace, making her whole body burn.

The arm hooked around Li Qinghe's neck tightened slightly, and Li Qinghe naturally lowered his head.

Just as he felt a gentle warmth for a moment, a soft, sweet voice sounded in his ear again.

“Brother Qinghe~~”

He turned his head to see Li Mingyue, her face powdered and her eyes hazy, also leaning on his shoulder.

Li Qinghe didn't know why things had developed this way.

But it was inseparable from the more than half an hour of intense interaction and the push of alcohol.

Experienced drivers all know that when the accelerator is responsive and the power output is surging, driving on the highway is an enjoyment; one can accelerate forward like a fish in water.

Li Qinghe had always been a fair and just man.

He never did things that favored one over the other.

So, after a slight pause, he unhesitatingly met her.

Dynamic D-music echoed throughout the bar, and countless young men and women were reveling to the music.

In this booth, the world outside was completely shut off.

There were only Zhang Meiqi and Li Mingyue, trembling with excitement.

They felt like they couldn't breathe; that strange feeling was something they had never experienced before.

Li Qinghe indeed felt the change. Without hesitation, he quickly checked his phone and booked the nearest five-star hotel.

They say a man's upper body is cultivation, and the other half is his essence.

The atmosphere had been built up to this point; not doing something would be a disservice to Li Qinghe's experience of navigating the 'flower bushes'.

Pullman Hotel in Saigon Center was the closest five-star hotel to Pham Ngu Lao Street, a mere 10-minute walk. However, Li Qinghe still had the hotel send a special car to pick them up.

Because he had booked a top-floor signature pool suite, costing 7 million vietnamese dong for one night, which was nearly 2000 dragon country currency.

Although the drive was only two minutes, Li Qinghe had to pay a fee of 1.38 million vietnamese dong, equivalent to over 370 dragon country currency.

However, such a small amount of money was completely unnecessary to save in the current circumstances.

Helping the two soft-limbed girls out of the bar, they got into the Pullman shuttle car at the street corner.

Although Zhang Meiqi and Li Mingyue weren't completely unconscious from drunkenness, they also made no gestures of protest.

After completing the formalities at the front desk, Li Qinghe directly took Zhang Meiqi and the others to the pool suite on the 30th floor.

Upon reaching the room, Zhang Meiqi and the others seemed to sober up a bit, but the atmosphere of the bar still lingered in their minds.

In front of the man they liked, the tipsy feeling made them just want to let loose, even though the person beside them was their neighbor and childhood friend.

Zhang Meiqi didn't want to worry about this or that anymore. She was already a senior in college and had never been in a relationship. She had finally met a man she liked, who also didn't have too many restrictions.

Rather than benefiting those Vietnamese with ulterior motives, she might as well give herself a sweet memory and an unforgettable experience.

Most importantly, her body uncontrollably wanted to be close to Li Qinghe.

Li Mingyue, beside her, didn't know what was happening to her. She had originally thought she would be with Li Mingxing.

Yet, she never expected it to be with Zhang Meiqi.

Now that they were already here, she couldn't retreat.

“Brother Qinghe, we need to shower.”

Zhang Meiqi greeted Li Qinghe and staggered into the huge bathroom with Li Mingyue.

The two of them stayed inside for about ten minutes, then emerged wrapped in bath towels.

“Brother Qinghe, you should go wash up too.”

Zhang Meiqi, slightly tipsy, urged Li Qinghe to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Li Qinghe strode out of the bathroom; he was now a forthright man.