Soren Cheng in the Silk Trap Chapter 22

Soren Cheng rarely had such an unalert moment, and he actually drank too much last night.

Rice wine is like this. It tastes sweet and soft, like sugar water. It tricks you into drinking more without realizing it. Only half an hour later you realize how strong it is.

In his previous life, Soren Cheng had a nickname called "Basi", which means he can still drink four bottles of beer after drinking eight taels of liquor. He belongs to the category of drinkers with a good capacity. Now that he has changed his body, he can't talk about eight taels. Barely enough for eight dollars.

He hadn't woken up since he fell down at around ten o'clock in the evening, so of course he didn't care who he slept with.

Wang Beifeng woke up first. He pulled Soren Cheng's hand away and was rubbing his eyes drowsily when he suddenly found a person standing in the darkness on the bedside. He was so frightened that he let out a short cry, and then asked, "Master Qi, why are you here?"