Qin Jifeng had also turned his head and looked around carefully, before lowering his voice and asking—
"Shen Lan isn't here, right?"
When he asked this question, Qin Jifeng's voice was very low, cautious, and his dark pupils even showed a trace of panic.
Long Chengyu gave him a glance, his eyes somewhat dark.
Last night, Qin Jifeng and Shen Lan had both drunk too much, and somehow, he led Shen Lan to his own bed. This morning, when Long Chengyu went to Qin Jifeng's room to wake him up, he didn't expect that as soon as he pushed the door open, he would see clothes torn and scattered all over the floor, and on the large bed were the intertwined bodies of Qin Jifeng and Shen Lan...
As someone experienced in worldly matters, there was no need to guess to know how fierce the battle had been the night before.
He immediately turned and left. Then, soon after, he heard screams, curses, and Qin Jifeng's pig-like howls coming from the room...
