Cheng Yuanli's peculiar habit of getting drunk after one sip was known only to Guan Zhenghuai. It was highly unlikely that Yu Yang would know about it. Cheng Yuanli saw an opportunity to take advantage of this and decided to mess with Yu Yang, whom he didn't like.

"This cocktail is too small... I'll go ask for half a case of beer." Cheng Yuanli got up and went to the front desk to ask for drinks.

A few minutes later, he carried half a box of alcohol and placed it on the table with a clang.

"Come on, let's drink a toast," he said as he unscrewed the bottle cap and picked up the wine bottle.

Yu Yang smiled faintly, tapped the glass, and finished the beer inside the cup.

Cheng Yuanli drank half a bottle of alcohol, lifted his arm to wipe the corners of his mouth. There was still some liquor left in the bottle, so he shook it and tossed it to the side.

And so, one, two, three... Ten bottles of alcohol were consumed by the two of them.

"He can hold his liquor well," a rosy flush appeared on Yuyang's face. "Ah, indeed, he can really handle a thousand cups without getting drunk."

"You're not bad either! Burp~ I haven't even finished eating the skewers, and I'm already full from drinking... " Cheng Yuanli gazed at the singer on the stage with a hazy look in his eyes, his whole body emanating heat. "Ah, my stomach is churning..."

"Feeling unwell?"

"A little..."

"Go to the restroom?"

"Umm..."

Yu Yang called over a waiter and asked them to help take care of the items on the table, while he took Cheng Yuanli to the restroom.

After vomiting everything out...

Yu Yang sighed. Cheng Yuanli looked at him helplessly and said, "You bought a motorcycle, and wow, it's like riding on cloud nine... it's exhilarating, like taking aphrodisiac."

After vomiting for the second time...

"I need to find a girlfriend..." Cheng Yuanli sniffled and sobbed as she clung onto Yuyang, leaving traces of bodily fluids on him. "Waaah, I want a girlfriend... Oh, by the way, do you think that girl who sings is pretty? Do you think she likes bondage with a turtle shell?"

After vomiting for the Nth time...

"Yu Yi, I dreamt of you... I dreamt that you made me cry... Cheng Yuanli held onto Yu Yang's neck, clinging onto him like a monkey, "You made me hurt... As compensation, you have to use your tongue to clean me!"

"......"

Yu Yang's face remained expressionless.

"We're going home..."

......

When Cheng Yuanli woke up, it was already the next morning.

He was lying on a snowy white big bed, and when he turned over, he felt a cool sensation from his lower body.

A gust of wind blew, causing Cheng Yuanli's buttocks to feel cold. He shivered in fear, his face filled with astonishment as he stared at his little brother. "Holy crap! Where are my underwear? Where is my hair? How did my hair disappear? Who the hell shaved my hair?"

Roaring, a clean pair of underwear flew from the bedroom doorway.

The person at the door said, "Put on your clothes first, and then come downstairs to eat."

Cheng Yuanli picked up his underwear and examined it for a moment, then looked up and said, "This is not mine."

"Just stop thinking so much and put on your pants first."

"Then what about my underwear?"

The person at the door fell silent for a moment and said, "...... Last night, I let you cut it."

Cheng Yuanli glanced at the floor, looking at the shattered fragments of his underwear, and sighed.

He lifted the underwear discarded by Yao Ying, brought it close to his nose, and took a sniff. A strong scent of cat litter detergent filled the air.

Hmm, it's very clean, I can wear it.

He jumped off the bed, put on his underwear, looked around for a moment, and walked barefoot on the floor, coming out of the bedroom.

"Remaining fumes..." Cheng Yuanli, with his upper body exposed, stood on the stairs, looking bewildered. "Where are my clothes...where are my pants...did I, by any chance, also cut off my clothes and pants..."

Yuyang took a sip of rice porridge and nodded.

"Did... I also cut your hair?"

Yuyang choked up for a moment, put down the spoon, and nodded.

Cheng Yuanli's inner world felt like a stampede of sheep and camels rushing by, kicking up a cloud of dust, leaving him standing there bewildered.

With a cough, Yu Yang said, "Actually, you didn't entirely cut Mao either..."

"What the f*ck, who else..."

"The scissors were given to me by you forcibly, and you begged me to trim your hair. Yin You cleared his throat, "So, there's nothing more to say about this matter. Come over and have a meal."

Cheng Yuanli was stunned, his eyes wide open and speechless.