Early this morning, Gu Jun looked cold. There was only An Xiaoyan in the house. He went and stood beside Gu Jun.
Smelling the alcohol emanating from Gu Jun's body, An Xiaoyan could not stop himself from frowning, but he quickly shed the expression.
During his days in Night Charm Luxurious Nightclub, he used to be the same, returning home daily reeking of alcohol. He was not qualified to detest the current state of Gu Jun.
Although he drank a lot of wine, Gu Jun's mind was still sober. He leaned on An Xiaoyan and wanted to ask him how painful it was when he spent the night with Nan Qiang at the Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse.
How much did he endure that a person like Nan Qiang, who was known to have low boredom threshold and fond of cycling through partners, would reminisce the feeling.
He bit his tongue and could not bring himself to say a single word.
