Come to My Place for a Drink

A few dozen minutes later, the two returned to the urban district. It was only a little after eleven at night. Since there hadn't been many people participating in the competition that evening, it had ended earlier than usual.

The streets of the Magic City at night were filled everywhere with an intoxicating air of luxury and indulgence.

All kinds of luxurious supercars roared along the roads. There were more of them here, and they were far more common than in Haicheng.

There were also all kinds of stylishly dressed young men and women strolling along the streets.

Of course, many office workers had just come out of brightly lit office buildings. They formed a stark contrast with the relaxed, fashionable men and women on the streets.

The fashionable young people were heading to KTVs and nightclubs, while the office workers dragged their exhausted bodies along to catch the last subway.

In the M8, Su Yang tilted his head toward the window and asked, "How much longer?"

"Almost there, but I suddenly don't feel like drinking at a bar anymore."

"What? Are you messing with me? Are we drinking or not? If not, I'm going back to the hotel to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow to catch my flight."

"Of course we're drinking. I mean, let's drink somewhere else instead of going to a bar."

"Where?"

"Come to my place. How about it?" Zhuang Mengli tilted her head toward Su Yang, who was driving, and blinked playfully.

Hearing that, Su Yang turned to glance at Zhuang Mengli before smiling. "If we drink at your place, aren't you afraid something might happen after we get drunk?"

"What am I supposed to be afraid of? I'm a martial artist. How could I get drunk that easily? I just thought