"Yo, you're all up?"
Ma Hongjun yawned, his hand unconsciously rubbing his chin, where a pale pink mark happened to be.
"Those girls last night were really something. Fatty here has finally gotten a taste of the finer things..."
Oscar rubbed his temples. His shirt collar was askew, revealing a clear lipstick mark on his collarbone. He said with a bitter smile:
"Don't mention it. It's all your fault. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been unable to resist the temptation. My first time, too!"
Tang San was relatively composed. Only the bangs at his temples were slightly disheveled, and there was a faint red mark hidden near his ear.
Things had gone too far. Last night, he had gone to the ballroom with Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, drunk quite a lot, and lost control after getting drunk!
"All right, let's head back to the academy."
Dai Mubai pressed his swollen brow and took the lead toward Blue Tyrant Academy, his steps somewhat unsteady.
Along the way, Oscar seemed to have opened the floodgates, recounting everything Dai Mubai had done the previous night, his tone carrying a hint of gleeful teasing.
When Dai Mubai heard that he had actually struck Zhu Qing the previous night, his steps suddenly halted. A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out across his back and slid down along his spine.
He widened his eyes in disbelief and muttered:
"I... I really hit Zhu Qing? How is that possible...?"
Seeing the disbelief written all over his face, Oscar hurriedly pulled Tang San over and said anxiously:
"Dai Laoda, I didn't lie to you! If you don't believe me, ask Little San! The way you were acting last night was really..."
He did not finish, but that was enough to make Dai Mubai's heart sink.
Tang San