When Lei Zhao woke up the next morning, he had a terrible headache. Groaning he rubbed his temples and hunched his brows together as he got down from the bed. He really regrets drinking last night.
"Lei Zhao?" Yan Mei called him as she rubbed her sleepy eyes. She remembers that Lei Zhao had brought her to the room last night.
"I didn't mean to wake you up," He said hoarsely. From his voice, Yan Mei could see he was having a hangover.
"Are you okay?" She asked knowing very well that he wasn't.
Lei Zhao's lips curved into a small smile.
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm just going to prepare you breakfast since you've to go to work today." He said sounding tired.
Yan Mei bit her lips, "I'm sorry about yesterday." She mumbled.
Lei Zhao shook his head and squeezed between his brows.
