C1742 I'll Make You Worry

Leng Shaoyun felt sorry for her. Just as he was about to carry Shen Qingqing back to the bedroom, Shen Qingqing woke up before his hand touched the corner of her clothes. She stared at him with her eyes wide open.

Shen Qingqing looked at the man standing in front of her. She got up from the sofa and rubbed her forehead. "He reeks of alcohol."

Leng Shaoheng awkwardly withdrew his hand