The second day of the Lunar New Year, six in the morning.
A ray of sunlight shot in from outside the window. Jiang Ye’s eyelids twitched twice, and he opened his eyes.
Seeing the scene before him and breathing in the scent of the air, he first froze for two seconds, then sat up abruptly!
A pile of clothes fell from his body, emitting a strong smell of alcohol and perfume.
The entire living room floor was covered with bottles of wine rolling around, and crushed cans. There were at least three to four hundred of them.
Liquids of different colors flowed across the floor, like a breached dam, red, yellow, white, green, crisscrossing, enough to give Da Yu a headache.
The sweeping robot was moving forward in the liquid, but there was too much of it, and it was powerless, constantly emitting sighing sounds.
The strong smell of alcohol rose like mist, as if one were in a large wine cellar, a wine cellar where all the barrels had been crushed.
Jiang Ye’s mind completely crashed. He felt drunk and couldn’t understand why his living room had turned into such a mess.
He looked down at the clothes that had just fallen from his body.
They were all women’s clothes: mink jackets, leggings, down jackets, black stockings, and even… underwear, and more than one set.
Jiang Ye felt something on his face. He reached out and grabbed a handful of small pieces of paper.
There were words on the paper strips: “Ju Lanlan,” “Tian Rao,” “Isabelle,” “Xu Yan.”
Tian Rao appeared most frequently, and Ju Lanlan the least.
Jiang Ye was confused.
What exactly happened?
Did the world end?
His gaze shifted to the mahjong table in the distance.
The mahjong tiles on the table were stacked into a building, over a meter high, becoming a landmark in the living room.
He pondered, seemingly understanding something.
After he fell asleep last night, the four beauties might have had a wild time.
Sticking paper strips on his face was probably a way to record wins and losses in the game.
For example, if Tian Rao won, she would write a paper strip and stick it on Jiang Ye’s face. Sticking paper strips is a common practice, but it’s usually done on the opponent’s face. He had never heard of it being done on an outsider’s face…
And these wine bottles on the ground were probably what they drank.
They opened and tasted every bottle. If it was good, they drank it all; if it wasn’t, they put it on the floor. At first, they might have placed them upright, as there were many upright bottles in the corners.
Later, as they walked around the living room, chasing and playing, many bottles were kicked over, and the wine gushed out, flooding the entire living room.
As for the clothes covering him…
Jiang Ye pondered for a moment and came up with two explanations:
The first is that they saw me sleeping here and covered me with clothes, fearing I would catch a cold. But some of them were drunk, so they threw all sorts of messy clothes onto me.
The second is that they were playing mahjong, and the losers took off a piece of clothing and threw it up. More and more were thrown, until it became this large pile.
Jiang Ye had a headache. The four girls had gone so wild while he was asleep.
It was simply earth-shattering.
“Hey, are you guys here?” Jiang Ye shouted.
No one responded. The villa was silent. Only the sound of the sweeping robot forging ahead could be heard.
It seemed they had all left, leaving this mess behind and walking away. It was truly infuriating.
There was no other way, he had to clean up first.
He took off his socks and jumped off the sofa, his bare feet stepping into the wine.
The smell of alcohol was too strong, so Jiang Ye opened all the doors and windows to let the cold air in.
Soon, the smell of alcohol lessened considerably. Although it was a bit cold, his breathing became smoother.
Jiang Ye bent down in the living room to pick up the bottles, collecting them all and placing them on the open ground outside the house.
It took half an hour to clear all the wine bottles.
Jiang Ye used a mop to drag the wine to the outside, where it flowed into the soil.
The first floor was almost done.
However, he found some playing cards thrown on the stairs.
He bent down to pick up the playing cards and went upstairs.
There were even more playing cards upstairs, covering the ground, a thick layer like snow. Who knew where so many playing cards came from?
And the back of each deck of playing cards was different. Jiang Ye examined them closely and found that the backs were brand logos:
PETERBURG VODKA
MAOTAI ZHONGQI
CASSIOPEIA CHARDONNAY
Jiang Ye understood. These playing cards were all gifts included with the wine boxes. Many people played cards while drinking, so merchants would include a deck of playing cards as a free gift.
The girls had wasted all the wine and, in the process, taken out all the playing cards and thrown them around.
Perhaps they even used the playing cards as darts to chase each other. He could imagine the scene, it was simply a paradise for drunk girls.
Jiang Ye sighed and continued to clean the playing cards on the ground.
As he was cleaning, he walked to the door of his bedroom.
He opened the door and looked inside. Jiang Ye was greatly shocked by the alluring scene within!