Are You Still Drunk?

"If you don't want Wanwan to see you, why don't you wear it and save yourself the trouble?"

Seeing the spots on his body, Bo Jinhang didn't need to say anything.

Without thinking, she buttoned her shirt frantically.

"Pervert, beast!"

Recalling how he had ignored her last night and insisted on going his own way, she couldn't help but want to vent.

Bo Jinghang raised his eyebrows again. "How many more times do you want to do it?"

"You changed…"

Sang Yu immediately understood what Bo Jinghang meant. She pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Seeing that Sang Yu had put on her shirt, Bo Jinhang stood up and glanced at Wanwan, who was sleeping beside him. He rolled over and lay in the middle of the bed.

Sang Yu turned to look at him in panic, afraid that he would wake Wanwan up.

Fortunately, Wanwan was sleeping soundly.

Before she could heave a sigh of relief, her body tightened and she was pulled onto the bed.