Murphy was so drunk that his head was hot, and the scene in front of him was not real. Everything he saw was covered with a layer of psychedelic gold, swaying with his sight. But even so, he could see that the place Xia Zhixu brought him to was not his parents' home.
A completely unfamiliar place.
"Where is this..." Murphy was carried on his back, his head leaning on his shoulder, and asked vaguely: "Did you take me to a hotel..."
"Why are you looking for a room? What are you thinking?" Xia Zhixu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She turned her head and K!ssed Murphy on the cheek, "This is our home."
Murphy was like a little kid, imitating Xia Zhixu's tone and repeating slowly, "Our home..."
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