Zhang Chenxi woke up at nine-thirty in the evening. His memory was stuck at the exact moment he had turned around, felt dizzy, and everything went black.
"Oh, look, little Li Bai is awake. You drank so much, why don't you spit out a couple of poems so the brothers won't have to worry about going hungry in the future?"
Hearing the creaking sound of the bed, Sun Dong looked over at Zhang Chenxi.
Chapter 27