She turned her body, trying to find a comfortable position for herself to continue sleeping.
In the end, with a plop, she rolled down from the sofa, but she did not smash herself to death.
She touched her butt, which had been hurt from the fall, and climbed back onto the sofa. She thought that if she were to buy a bed tomorrow, she had to buy a blanket. Otherwise, how could she sleep?
“Mom, go buy some for me.”Lu Qin had been tormented by this drug addiction. He had quit, but he was infected again. The money that she had deducted from Su Muran was almost used up, otherwise, he would not have come back. It was dangerous to stay by Qin Xiaoyue’s side, but he could not bear the torture of the drug addiction.
For those things, he was willing to be treated like a pig or a dog.
