14: Chapter 14 The Drunken Woman

The moment Lu Xueming heard Liu Xue's name, he sobered up considerably, his legs trembling.

His current achievements were inseparable from Liu Xue's support.

If she caught him cheating, his third leg would be in jeopardy.

Thinking of this, he inexplicably felt a cool breeze blow through his crotch, sending a chill down there.

"Boss Lu, what kind of question is that? Of course, our Boss Zhang told me."

"Sister-in-law will be here shortly, so Boss Zhang and I will be leaving first."

Chen Shaoping helped Zhang Ying towards Room 189.

Zhang Ying was as drunk as a puddle of mud, unable to take a single step.

Her entire body leaned on him, making it difficult for Chen Shaoping to walk.

Two soft mounds constantly rubbed against his chest, making his mind wander and his breathing heavy.

Helpless, he picked Zhang Ying up in a princess carry.

He immediately felt much lighter, and she cooperated by hooking her arms around Chen Shaoping's neck.

They entered the room.

Chen Shaoping originally intended to just toss Zhang Ying onto the bed, but her arms were still hooked around his neck.

So he had to bend down and gently place her on the bed.

He prepared to unhook her arms.

Just then, Zhang Ying suddenly rolled over, turning her side towards him.

His head nearly hit the soft peaks.

Chen Shaoping swallowed several times, forcefully pried open Zhang Ying's hands, and decisively stood up.

If this continued, it would be an ordeal for the vigorous Chen Shaoping.

He decided to let Li Qian take care of her and he would leave first.

Just as he took out his phone to call Li Qian, Zhang Ying on the bed suddenly sat up.

She made a disgusting sound.

Chen Shaoping reacted quickly, grabbing the trash can by the bed and putting it over Zhang Ying's head.

But it was still a little too late; Zhang Ying still vomited quite a bit.

Undigested food mixed with alcohol stained Chen Shaoping's pants, the bedsheets, and her own clothes.

The pungent odor instantly spread.

Chen Shaoping secretly lamented, what sin had he committed to encounter such a thing?

His stomach churned, and he also felt like throwing up.

Zhang Ying, the culprit, still had her head buried in the trash can, continuously vomiting.

Chen Shaoping glared at her fiercely; he truly had no interest in her now.

He pulled two tissues from the bedside table and stuffed them into his nose, feeling a little better.

Then he walked a few steps away, turning his head to stare at Zhang Ying on the bed.

He dialed Li Qian's number, and the call connected quickly.

"Sister Qian! Come to Bolton Hotel Room 189 immediately, I need you for something."

Li Qian, who was at Tongxing Entertainment Company, heard Chen Shaoping's urgent tone, arranged her work, and rushed to the hotel.

Wang Bo was also supposed to come, but Li Qian refused him.

She told him to focus on preparing for tonight's event.

Zhang Ying on the bed lay back down. Chen Shaoping took out the trash from the trash can, tied it tightly, and put it in the toilet.

Otherwise, the smell was truly unbearable.

He cleaned the stains off his pants in the toilet, then came out with a basin of water.

Chen Shaoping first cleaned up the residue on the bed, then washed Zhang Ying's face, wiped her hair, and finally took off her clothes.

When taking off her clothes, he wasn't gentle, and inevitably touched some forbidden areas.

But Chen Shaoping, reeking from the smell, was like a sage now, with no extra thoughts.

However, when the peaks were fully revealed before his eyes.

He estimated and gestured with his hand.

He couldn't grasp them; one hand simply couldn't hold them...

Looking at Zhang Ying sleeping soundly on the bed, Chen Shaoping was speechless.

She had been in the industry for so many years, yet she was still so careless.

He didn't know whether to call her naive or foolish.

If he hadn't been here today, this good cabbage would really have been ruined by a pig.

Just as Chen Shaoping was lost in thought.

A quarrel could be heard from the doorway.

"Wife, wife! There's no woman at all, it's just me alone."

"I drank too much with a client and didn't want to move, so I opened a room to rest."

"Next time, I definitely won't dare."

Lu Xueming was pleading bitterly, his ear still being pinched by a plump woman.

"Lu Xueming, you'd better put away your wandering thoughts."

"Don't force a scholar like me to lose my temper. If you really dare to cheat, I will definitely castrate you."

"You're lucky I didn't catch you today. You'd better pray that you're always this lucky."

The plump woman was naturally Lu Xueming's wife, Liu Xue.

Her voice was loud and full of vigor, but her tone was pleasant and melodious.

While speaking, her hand movements didn't stop.

She twisted his ear in circles.

Lu Xueming's face contorted, letting out a pig-like scream.

Chen Shaoping watched clearly and with relish.

Until the two entered the elevator and the screams gradually disappeared.

Only then did he murmur, "This punishment is letting you off easy. Next time, you won't get away so easily."

Returning to the room and sitting down, he originally wanted to quietly scroll on his phone for a while, watch short videos, and check out trending news.

Zhang Ying on the bed started acting up again.

"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts..."

"Water, water, give me water."

There was no other way; Li Qian hadn't arrived yet, so Chen Shaoping had to continue taking care of her.

He took a bottle of water from the table, walked to the bedside, unscrewed the cap, and steadily placed the water in Zhang Ying's hand.

She raised her hand, brought the bottle to her mouth, and gulped it down.

She finished a whole bottle of water in one go.

It seemed she was truly thirsty.

However, the water that flowed from the corner of her mouth, down her neck, and between her breasts, looked like a small stream.

Chen Shaoping resisted the urge to lick this small stream dry.

He secretly vowed that if she dared to treat him like this when she was sober, he would definitely take her down hard.

And devour her completely.

If he took advantage of her, how would he be any different from that pervert Lu Xueming?

Half an hour later, Li Qian finally arrived.

Any later, and he would have fallen asleep.

"Da Ping, what's going on? How did you get Sister Ying onto the bed? Was she willing?"

"Or did you use some tricks?"

Zhang Ying on the bed, with a smooth, fair arm and most of her beautiful back exposed.

This clearly made Li Qian, who had just arrived, misunderstand.

Chen Shaoping rubbed his forehead, somewhat speechless, and silently cursed Lu Xueming.

"Sister Qian, what are you thinking?"

"She and I are innocent, at least for now."

"You know what I do. I received news that Lu Xueming got a singer drunk and took her to a hotel, intending to do something improper."

"So I rushed over, and unexpectedly it was Zhang Ying. So I intercepted her and also notified Lu Xueming's wife."

He briefly explained the situation, paused for a moment to let Li Qian process it, then continued.

"Just now, she vomited all over me, and the bed and her clothes were covered."

"I simply wiped her down a bit; the rest is up to you."

"I need to go back and shower; I smell terrible."

Chen Shaoping rambled on, and Li Qian finally understood what had happened.

She glanced at Zhang Ying on the bed, then said with a meaningful smile and a teasing tone, "Da Ping, well done."

At the same time, she gave Chen Shaoping a big thumbs up.