He had really drunk too much alcohol yesterday. Even if the drug had passed, the alcohol should be enough for him.
She got up to take his clothes and heard his phone vibrating. There were a few missed calls from the company, and it was inconvenient for Anhao to pick them up. She used her own phone to send Mo Bai a message to briefly explain the situation.
Then, Anhao got up and went out. She endured the soreness in her hands and went straight to the pharmacy.
..
The sunlight outside the window was blinding. The man who was still sleeping on the white bed frowned slightly. She had a headache from the hangover last night, and the images in her mind were a little blurry.
A moment later, he slowly opened his pitch-black eyes. The memories of his drunkenness lingered clearly in his mind.
When Zuo Hancheng woke up, it was already past ten in the morning.
He rubbed his eyebrows and got up to take his phone.
