Because his friend was so drunk, he sent him to a nearby inn to settle down. As soon as he put him on the tatami mat, his mobile phone rang.

"Hey." There was no caller ID, and there was a slight confusion in his voice.

"Luo, where are you?" A sweet female voice came from the phone, a familiar voice.

"Cold snow. You're back, you're coming back. Cold snow ······" One rolled over, and the man buried his face in the pillow, his brow full of sadness.

Looking back at him, he forgot to answer the woman's question.

"Luo, are you with Ah Heng?"

Coming back to his senses, he said unhurriedly: "Well, he drank too much." ”

If it was really him, Qingxi breathed a sigh of relief. <

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