Su Luo waved her hand, "No need, I can go by myself."
Nami Ozawa did not persist.
"All right."
Su Luo staggered into the bathroom and stood at the door, starting to struggle.
Should I go to the men's or women's restroom?
He remembered that when he first joined the company, he wanted to go to the men's restroom but was stopped by a female artist in the company who said he had gone to the wrong place.
He explained for quite a while before the female artist believed he was a man.
Later, after he became familiar with the people in the company, everyone got used to him going to the men's restroom.
But it's different here, since nobody knows him.
While I was struggling with this decision.
A middle-aged, beautiful woman in a black dress walked out of the women's restroom and looked at Su Luo and Shan Dao.
"Little sister, why aren't you going in yet? There's no need to queue inside."
He had just stood at the sink washing his hands when he noticed the pretty girl standing motionless at the door, gagging, her face as red as if she'd been soaked in red wine.
He's obviously drunk and about to throw up, so why is he standing at the door agonizing over this? What's he thinking?
Su Luo's vision went black. "I'm a boy."
After saying that, he ignored the stunned woman and decisively walked towards the men's restroom next door.
I went into the restroom and opened the stall.
He lifted the toilet lid, squatted on the floor, and vomited over it.
Halfway through vomiting, he began to reflect on why he had gotten drunk so quickly.
Besides the slightly higher alcohol content, it's also because those four glasses were different.
It is well known that mixing drinks makes you drunk more easily.
I vomited for quite a while!
Su Luo struggled to her feet, left the cubicle, went to the sink, turned on the tap, and rinsed her mouth.
A baritone voice came from behind me.
"Hey beautiful, what are you doing in the men's restroom?"
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