Cheng Zhen's howling nearly scared Li Xiaoshu into wetting his pants.
The words "your big brother" instantly doused the flames burning in Li Shu's heart and mind, killing his libido so thoroughly that even the handsome man before him looked a little dull.
He scurried off to the toilet, and when he came out, Pei Song'an forcibly dragged him over to wash his hands, making it seem as though he had committed every heinous deed himself.
After collecting himself, Li Shu pushed open the door and saw Cheng Zhen pacing anxiously nearby.
Seeing Li Shu emerge, Cheng Zhen hurried over, shoved his phone back into his hands, and launched into a torrent of words:
"Shu, seriously, you don't even have your own brother's number saved? I was very cautious. I waited a full five seconds into his second call before answering. Your brother said to stay here and behave. He's coming to take you home."
Li Shu wore an indescribable expression. "You've never been poor. You wouldn't understand. Online scams are rampant these days."
There was no escaping now. Li Shu quickly roped Cheng Zhen into brainstorming how the two of them could get out of this with an exceptionally plausible excuse when his brother arrived.
Cheng Zhen was nothing if not honest. "If you ask me, just own up. Look at you. The Crown Prince kissed your lower lip raw. Your brother's seen more of life than you ever have. One glance will tell him you two have done everything short of taking your pants off."
Li Shu was equally sincere. "Seriously, even someone deliberately looking for trouble couldn't come up with something like that."
Cheng Zhen's mind turned, and he shifted the blame elsewhere. "Then say Zhu Sichun's bar had an event tonight, and he invited us friends