When Black Jack came downstairs, the person who had been lying on the sofa was gone.
He looked around and heard a faint sound coming from the kitchen, so he walked over.
"Bai Jue!"
Bai Jue, carrying a glass of water, poked his head out of the kitchen, "What is it?"
"Speak up, what was wrong with you last night?" Black Jack leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms, and looked at him leisurely.
"What do you mean, 'what was wrong with me'?" His eyes flitting, he pretended to be confused.
Black Jack didn't beat around the bush and bluntly said, "I'm talking about which woman dumped you, don't tell me it didn't happen."
Bai Jue tilted his head back to drink the water and stayed silent for a long time.
The glass emptied, he placed it down heavily.
Then, he turned his face towards him, just about to speak when Jian Luo's voice rang out.
"Bai Jue, Black Jack, where the hell did you guys go?"
The gentle voice, accompanied by a slight hoarseness from just waking up.
