Seeing Xiao Yang carrying her young host, the woman rushed out, swaying in posture, with a variety of customs.

"Sir, what's always wrong with Xiao Zhang?" The woman asked.

"He's drunk. Let's open a single room for him." Xiao Yangdao.

The woman took a look at Zhang Dong, and her eyeground inadvertently showed a hot look. She smiled at Xiao Yang's charming smile. "Sir, Xiao Zhang will give it to me. I'll send him back to the room with other colleagues later. You can go back first if you have something to do."

So does Xiao Yang. Anyway, it's their own hotel. There's no problem with safety.

So he turned...