"Should I have them take you back to the hotel?"
Zhou Wang turned around at this point to consult the girls who had stepped off the helicopter.
"Hey, Zhou Wang, is the place you're staying at big?"
Miss Yang blinked and asked.
"It's alright... Why?"
"Aren't you inviting us up to sit for a while?"
Miss Yang immediately said discontentedly, "Hey, we've been accompanying the prince to read all night, and just now we were worried for you for quite a while, we don't ask you to treat us to a big meal, but at least pop a bottle of champagne?"
Zhou Wang was momentarily stunned, then laughed heartily: "As long as you're willing, champagne is nothing, even if it's a divine brew, I have to pour you a goblet... But it's actually quite late now, I don't mind, are you okay with it?"
The group of girls discussed it among themselves, chirping away, and eventually, it was Miss Yang and Yanqiu, the leader, who decided.
There was already a tendency.
