C590 Looking for a Gift

Nangong Mingrui sat by the bed and gently patted Lan Xingwu's back. The strong smell of alcohol still made Nangong Mingrui frown. Just as he wanted to carry Lan Xingwu to the bathroom, Nangong Mingrui felt his chest heat up.

Nangong Mingrui straightened his back, but the veins on his hand that was on his knees bulged.

Damn it, she vomited