After three rounds of drinks and five flavors of dishes.
Zhang Feng, with his strong "capacity for alcohol," successfully sent Abao, Agou, and A-Mao all under the table.
Looking at his handiwork, Zhang Feng nodded in satisfaction.
He picked up the food that he had hidden in advance on the table, which hadn't been touched by others.
Turned around and left the room.
After all, Qin Huan, who was locked next door, hadn't had a bite to eat since morning until now, late at night!
Entering the room where Qin Huan was held, he closed the door.
At this time, Qin Huan was already dozing off.
When she heard the door open, she instantly woke up alertly.
But seeing it was Zhang Feng, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Feng unlocked Qin Huan's handcuffs.
Noticed the fair wrists were already a bit red and swollen.
Qin Huan must have been in pain, but she didn't make a sound.
She even spoke to Zhang Feng with a bit of sarcasm:
"Oh, Lao Jiu is here!"
"Goddamn Lao Jiu..."
