The Past Life 45
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Her eyes were so overbearing, and if it were not for the redness on her cheeks, no one would have noticed that she was drunk.
Yes, she was drunk. Otherwise, she would never do such things to Nan Changfeng.
Nan Changfeng looked at the Ninth Emperor, who was striding on his abdomen. He smiled gently and said, "It's cold here. Let's go back to the room?"
However...
She did not respond to him.
Nan Changfeng waited for a long time. He then looked at her again and found that the Ninth Emperor had fallen asleep.
He smiled helplessly and took the Ninth Emperor into his arms. He got up from the floor and walked toward the room.
Only after placing the Ninth Emperor on the bed did he turn around and walk toward the door.
When Nan Changfeng walked out of the door, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
'So she will get drunk every time she drinks the wine?