Butong nodded. "OK."

"it's late. Money is so drunk that I can't take you home. You stay with me for one night. I'll clean up the room." As soon as Tang poetry thought of getting up, the doorbell at the door rang.

"who will it be so late?" Tang poetry, while talking to itself, stood up and opened the door.

the tall and handsome man stood outside the door and saw Tang poetry. His face was always expressionless. He said lightly, "I'll pick up Butong."

Tang Shi didn't speak. After standing still for a few seconds, he opened the door to let Li Jingchen in.

when Butong saw Li Jingchen,...