C110 My Understanding of Him

Yin Zimeng could not be bothered to respond. She gave a perfunctory smile and did not continue this boring topic.

"It's getting late. " After ten minutes, Jing Beichen slowly put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth and fingers with a tissue. "I'll give it to you. . . "

"Ah, Beichen! My head suddenly hurts. Maybe I drank too much at night