The servant's mouth twitched. The young master was still drunk.
I'm just helping you up the stairs, not helping you pee and help you hold your d * ck.
He was so shocked.
It was as if she had lost her chastity.
Sigh, he was still a young master who had yet to get married.
"Yes, yes, yes, I didn't hold anything up. You were the one who touched your way up here." The manservant would not fight with a drunkard. There was no way to explain it clearly to a drunkard.
Jiang Huai 'an had a splitting headache, but his memories of his drunken state became clearer.
It was as if each scene was directly engraved into his mind.
No wonder, no wonder she actually fled in panic.
The heat on Jiang Huaian's face didn't go away. When he thought of that face, his heart heated up and there was an indescribable excitement.
It was as if the hidden feelings that had been suppressed at the bottom of his heart had finally broken out of the ground and grown into a towering tree.
