C608 How Is This Possible?

The beer bottles were gone, the house was clean, and the smell of breakfast was tempting.

Lu Wenhua's stomach was relieved by the fragrance of the porridge. He rubbed his head. "When did you come back?"

"Last night." Pei Qingle put all the food on the table.

Just like how she was still very considerate even though she hated Lu Wenhua so much.

Lu Wenhua rubbed his aching head