Alvin learned of his idea, he couldn’t help but shoot his thumb up and exclaimed in admiration—Brilliant, just brilliant. Alvin has always been especially receptive to his words, so he slapped his thigh and immediately agreed.
So, the two hit it off and put on a melodramatic show as long-lost martial brothers, determined not to return until they were drunk.
Thus, he finally managed to get slightly tipsy—yeah, his head felt a bit woozy.
His stomach was full of alcohol; naturally, he couldn’t go on to eat dinner.
Better to take a quick nap here now, and once they have finished eating, of course, he would have his little Xuanxuan take him home—hahaha.
Nangong Jin thought so, feeling quite thrilled. Emma, why was he also a bit excited?
Finally, he could use the drunkenness as an excuse to steal a kiss or something—cough, cough, cough, it wasn’t easy at all.
Why hadn’t he thought of this trick earlier? Now that it had come to mind, it was truly a sad realization.
With such excitement, there was no way he could sleep.
But his mind was indeed quite groggy, and he wanted to doze off a bit.
No, he really couldn’t sleep—if he passed out on the table and accidently fell asleep, what would he do if Di Jinxuan ran off?
He couldn’t possibly go to her house to drag her out again—that would just make everything seem less natural, wouldn’t it?
Right, right, right, he couldn’t sleep, absolutely not.
Nangong Jin took out a cigarette from his bag, went over to a sofa, sat down, and started smoking.
Just then, unexpectedly, Feng Rao came over and asked softly, "Master, are you drunk?"
Only then did Nangong Jin remember, today he had indeed brought Feng Rao, because she said she had bought a gift for Gu Qibao.
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