C868 Good Night

Fu Qing was dragged out of the room, confused. He explained, "Anyway, they are back. Let's go back."

Leng Shaoheng's knuckles were clearly few under the light. Leng Shaoheng took a simple shower and woke up a lot of alcohol. He was good at drinking, but it was impossible for him to wake up all of a sudden.

Leng Shaoheng lay on the white bed and turned on his phone out of boredom