Quan Zexi squinted his eyes and slowly woke up. Subconsciously, he tightened his grip.
He was poked by something and shrieked in pain, "What is this?! It hurts!"
He Wanqing's lips twitched again but she continued to ignore him.
Quan Zexi found the origin of the stank and his face turned blank after he realized he was hugging a durian.
He was about to call out for Wan Kaiyi when he noticed his surrounding.
He… slept… on… the… floor?
He slept on the floor while holding a durian?!
He turned around and thought hard as he tried to recall what happened last night.
That bastard Emperor Yin came to attack and Qingqing killed her.
Wanqing saved him from being hit by a bullet. His memories came back and then… he tried to sleep in the same room, but his leaky cotton vest didn't cooperate.
After that, he tried to drink with the younger group.
Here, Quan Zexi stopped himself. He didn't dare to try to remember the rest.
