A bartender came over, saw the mess all over the floor, and immediately exclaimed, "Hey, miss, are you kidding me? How can you throw up here!"
Lu Shaoyuan pursed his lips, pulled out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few hundred yuan, and threw it to the bartender, saying, "Sorry about that, could you clean it up?"
"Oh, it's all good, no worries!"
Seeing that he paid the cleaning fee, the bartender no longer bothered them.
"Luo Li, now that you're done throwing up, let's head out!"
Lu Shaoyuan saw that Luo Li was no longer throwing up, so he supported her and was about to leave. The place was filled with a sour smell, it was unbearable.
"No, I don't want to leave, I haven't had enough to drink yet!"
Luo Li disgustedly waved away Lu Shaoyuan's hand supporting her, "Get away, I haven't found a man yet!"
"Luo Li, can you stop acting crazy here, please?"
