C312 All Kinds of Coercion

Sure enough, Han Jin returned very late at night. When he returned, he was reeking of alcohol.

Jialuo didn't like this kind of father. He sat beside his mother and covered his nose as he said, "Mom, dad stinks."

Han Jin, who had just sat down, paused. His face was a little unnatural, probably embarrassed. He sniffed his body slightly. There was a faint smell of alcohol on his body