But after waking up, Wen Laowu became more and more frightened as he thought about it.
Sleeping with a woman casually is the behavior of a hooligan.
This is still sleeping with an old foreign lady. Isn’t this even more hooligan behavior?
Wen Laowu was so frightened that he quietly slipped away while holding up his pants, and ran over to Xu Erlong to find a countermeasure.
He didn't want Mrs. Ball to call the police and the police would take him away from the hotel.
"Erlong, is there any problem?" Wen Laowu asked Xu Erlong nervously: "Does Mrs. Baoer think I'm a hooligan?"
Xu Erlong waved his hand: "When I said goodbye yesterday, I saw that Mrs. Baoer was sane and not drunk at the bar?"
"No." Wen Laowu said repeatedly.
After all, this kind of drinking party for foreign guests is more of a social entertainment. It is not like the Chinese people who insist on having some wine table culture and persuading people to drink. If they are not drunk until they vomit, it does not count as completing the task.
"As long as Mrs. Baoer is not drunk and you don't force her, then this kind of thing should be a voluntary act between you and me, and it can't be summed up as a hooliganism," Xu Erlong said.
After all, foreigners are quite open-minded in this regard.
Think about it, this openness has brought in all the best and dross. Countless young people have followed suit, and the openness has reached an unimaginable level.
"As long as you don't want to be a hooligan." Wen Laowu breathed a sigh of relief.
He was afraid of being caught.
It's hard to live a good life now. It's such a shame to be caught for hooliganism.
He walked a few steps towards the door. After leaving, he thought about it and asked unwillingly: "Then, just pretend that this never happened?"
Xu Erlong nodded: "If Mrs. Baoer doesn't say anything, you don't have to say anything?"
"Don't you have to be responsible for her?" Wen Laowu asked.
Xu Erlong laughed angrily: "Responsible? What responsibility can you have for her? Give her care or send her to her death?"
I am a foreign businessman doing cross-border business, and I still need you to be responsible?
Maybe, they just think of you as a sex partner, and they want to have a one-night stand to spice things up.
If you insist on taking responsibility, others won't be happy about it.
Xu Erlong thought so in his heart, but he definitely couldn't say such words.
Wen Laowu heard that Xu Erlong was trying to kill him.
He said: "It's okay that I don't need to be responsible. Otherwise, I don't know where to find a matchmaker to arrange marriage."
He looked towards Wen Ye.
Well, a while ago, Wen Ye wore so many disguises on his face, and that matchmaker mole was particularly distinctive, so it was almost enough to be a matchmaker.
"You don't have to worry so much about this matter. Just wait and see what Mrs. Baoer's attitude is later." Xu Erlong still said seriously.
"If she acts as if nothing happened, and you act as if nothing happened, just pretend that nothing happened last night and don't mention a word about it, you know?" Xu Erlong reminded.
"If she has a straight face and is very angry, then you should sincerely apologize and admit that she drank a little and lost control."
"What if, she..." Xu Erlong wanted to talk about this situation, but in the end, he heard Mrs. Ball's voice coming from outside the door: "Henry."
This means Cao Cao, Cao Cao has arrived.
Wen Laowu was so anxious that he wanted to drill under the bed to see if there was solid ground under the bed. There was no ground to drill, so he took a few steps towards the window.
Xu Erlong was speechless.
The way Wen Laowu acted, it was as if he had been caught raping in a house and had been blocked with no way out.
"Dad, please calm down. Mrs. Baoer's husband has been dead for many years, and no one will come to catch her." Xu Erlong said with a smile.
Wen Ye looked at Xu Erlong angrily, how long had it been, and he was still saying these sarcastic words.
Wen Laowu felt that he had nowhere to hide, so he could only force himself to calm down, pull up his clothes, step over and open the door.
"Mrs. Bower..." Wen Laowu called him stammeringly.
"Henry..." Mrs. Ball called him, looking at her expression, the spring breeze was blowing on her face.
Xu Erlong felt that he was thinking too much.
It seems that Wen Laowu's performance last night satisfied Mrs. Baoer. It felt like a dead tree was blooming.
Although Mrs. Paul is almost sixty years old, she does not look very old because she is rich and takes good care of herself.
At least, compared with domestic women of the same age, she is much younger.
She looked at Wen Laowu and smiled slightly, and then looked at Xu Erlong and the others with a smile: "Xu, let's have breakfast together?"
"Thank you, Mrs. Baoer. I can't do it for the time being. I have something else to do." Xu Erlong replied.
"Okay, see you later." Wen Laowu said goodbye to Xu Erlong with a smile, naturally holding Mrs. Baoer's arm.
Mrs. Baoer turned around and looked at Xu Erlong as if asking for help.
How to fix this situation now?
Xu Erlong waved his hand and signaled him to go ahead.
No matter what Mrs. Ball thinks, at least, they want you to go to breakfast with them now, so you have to go.
You can't act ruthlessly.
Seeing Mrs. Baoer and Wen Laowu leaving, Xu Erlong secretly thought, apparently, Wen Laowu is now having an affair.
Wen Ye looked at Wen Laowu's background with some worry. At this moment, he didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse.
After all, Wen Laowu and Mrs. Paul couldn't understand each other, so they had to rely on translators for many things.
I don’t know what will happen in the future. Alas, I hope it won’t be too ugly.
She looked back at Xu Erlong: "Erlong, let me bring you some breakfast? Can you continue to wait here for the call?"
Looking at her expression, Xu Erlong knew that she was worried about Wen Laowu. He went to bring breakfast because he actually wanted to observe the situation secretly from behind.
"Go ahead and remember to add two fried eggs for me." Xu Erlong warned.
Wen Ye nodded, arranged his hair, and walked out of the room.
She secretly followed Wen Laowu.
I watched Mrs. Ball holding Wen Laowu's arm and entering the restaurant.
The breakfast provided by the hotel is quite rich.
Burgers, bread, sausages, fried eggs, fruits...
Mrs. Ball held the plate and motioned to Wen Laowu to hold it, while she herself took the tongs and put food on the plate.
Although the two of them don't understand each other, they still have a basic tacit understanding.
For example, Mrs. Ball held a piece of grilled sausage and looked at Wen Laowu with a smile. Wen Laowu knew that she was asking him, would you like one?
"No, no." Wen Laowu shook his head and pointed at the burger.
Mrs. Ball naturally understood what he meant. He wanted to eat a hamburger.
The two just picked a large plate full of food, sat in a corner of the restaurant, and enjoyed breakfast.
Looking at them like this, Wen Ye clearly looked like a pair of middle-aged people falling in love.
Sure enough, love knows no boundaries.
From the princes and nobles to the common people, in fact, these things are all connected.
Even if they don't understand each other, it doesn't prevent them from having sex.
Even if they don't understand each other, it doesn't prevent them from sitting together and enjoying a sweet breakfast.
Even after Mrs. Bower fed Wen Laowu a bite of hamburger, Mrs. Bower also used a knife and fork to pick up the sausage and feed it to Mrs. Bower.