C151 Maybe She's Redundant

When Moo Zechen woke up, it was almost noon. He looked at his own clothes. Yan Nianxi's pajamas were still there, and he threw them all over the floor.

Last night, he drank a lot of wine. Later, he vaguely remembered that he called Rong Anjie and asked him to drive him back.

Later, he did not remember anything. However, looking at the clothes on the floor and the wrinkled sheets