The next day, the sun rose bright and early.
But in the presidential suite, the group of men and women were still sleeping like the dead.
For once, Qi Sheng didn't wake up early. He'd been thoroughly exhausted yesterday.
A bird's-eye view of the scene would have made countless perverts explode with envy.
A bevy of beauties lay sprawled across an enormous bed.
And the only man present had his arms being used as pillows by four stunning women.
Qu Man, Jiang Wanqiu, Wu Qingqing, and Wu Chuchu.
As for Tan Hua, she was, of course, enjoying her VIP girlfriend status, half-snuggled in Qi Sheng's arms.
There was even a familiar little pendant draped over his body.
Du Xinxin was fast asleep, occasionally reaching out a small hand to push away something that was poking her uncomfortably.
Soon, the young woman's beautiful, still-drowsy eyes fluttered open.
She froze for a second, then let out a happy giggle.
"Qi Sheng, do you want me to help you?"
