A group of old lechers enthusiastically chimed in, snickering as they exchanged off-color jokes for at least ten minutes.
By the end of the conversation, everyone was a bit tempted.
The dorm had its perks, but it truly lacked scenery and didn't offer the ultimate "freedom."
Old Hu was desperately egging everyone on. "We don't go out because we're worried it's not safe, but with a five-star hotel presidential suite, as long as the hotel management turns a blind eye, it can't be busted by the police, right?"
Wang Hong and Liu Feiyu were very tempted.
This put Wang Xiaotian in a tight spot. He really didn't have that kind of rapport with Han Lie.
In the end, it was Fang Tongzhi who managed to hold them back. "Cut the crap. Are we that close to Han Lie? Borrowing it once or twice won't solve the fundamental problem; it'll just leave us constantly itching for more. If you borrow it too many times, how could you have the nerve to ask again? Just stay put and chill in the dorm."
