Li Jia Ren lies on her back in bed with a small red face, and her mouth is still muttering something.

ningzhiyuan helped her up, let her lean in front of her, and whispered: "come on, beauty, listen, drink honey water. You drink so much wine, your throat will be very dry. You need to moisten it with honey water. You won't feel uncomfortable until you get up in the morning."

on the contrary, Li Jia Ren drilled into his arms and dabbed his neck with her face like a kitten. Her lips seemed to rub the skin of his neck, and her breath was like blue. She said: "no,...