That night, he didn't know how much he drank, but in the end, Ye Chen still got drunk. It was Li Mo who carried him back, into his room, where Ouyang washed his face.
Nangong Yan and the Black Demonic Spirit were outside.
The Black Demonic Spirit said half-jokingly, "Tonight, raw rice has been cooked into cooked rice, everything is set."
Nangong Yan was in no mood to think about cooked rice; her heart shattered along with the drunkard's.
Seeing that fierce gaze shooting over, the Black Demonic Spirit dared not joke any further, merely saying, "We've brought the person back, it's time to rest, I'm truly tired."
The Red Demonic Spirit gave a signal and left with the Black Demonic Spirit.
Li Mo put down Ye Chen, left Ouyang Yue inside to help him wash up, and came out.
Just as he stepped out the door, Nangong Yan stopped him, yelling, "Li Mo, come here."
Li Mo knew what she was going to ask.
"What exactly happened?"
