"Tang Jia, did you bring your ID card?" Zhou Peng gently shook Tang Jia.
The receptionist was even more disgusted, looking at Zhou Peng with deep contempt. To use a girl's ID to check into a hotel like this, this man is really wicked.
"Hmm, what?" Tang Jia's eyes were blurry with drunkenness, and she clearly didn't understand what Zhou Peng was talking about.
Zhou Peng thought for a moment, then let her lean against him. He reached for Tang Jia's handbag, but Tang Jia, who had been cooperating, suddenly slapped his hand away. "What are you doing?"
"I need my ID card," Zhou Peng explained patiently. He wasn't sure if it was because the hotel lobby's air conditioning was on too high, but he felt a bit sweaty on his back.
His hand reached for Tang Jia's handbag again, but this time Tang Jia didn't open it. Instead, she suddenly straightened up, bracing herself against the counter, and stared intently at Zhou Peng.
No one knew what she was thinking. After staring at him for a while, she suddenly raised her hand and threw her handbag at Zhou Peng. At the same time, Tang Jia's voice rang out.
"A hooligan, a lecher."
Zhou Peng's expression changed; wasn't that the same thing he had just used to curse a perverted man?
"Tang Jia, look carefully, I'm not her." He said weakly, trying to get closer to Tang Jia and take the handbag.
Upon hearing Tang Jia's words, the receptionist eagerly picked up the phone next to her and said, "Hello, is this 110? This is Ziyun Hotel. Someone is being indecent."
Zhou Peng didn't notice what was happening behind the counter at all, because as soon as he took a step forward, Tang Jia suddenly froze, her expression turned strange, and then she gagged and vomited.
Unfortunately, he vomited on Zhou Peng's suit pants.
Zhou Peng was momentarily at a loss, unsure whether to help Tang Jia up or clean up his own vomit, and the scene descended into chaos.
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