C117 Loathsome

It wasn't easy for Luo Jianjian to coax her to sleep.

Murong Yun glanced at the unconscious greyish-white cat on the ground with a dangerous aura!

Was the aroma of alcohol on him because of him?

The wine on its body... It was a Gu Family saint, a title that could make even a thousand cups of wine drunk with a single drop.

After feeding Luo Jianjian the sobering soup