Shaochen frowned.
He supported his forehead with his hand. Damn, he couldn't remember anything!
Last night, he only remembered having dinner with Nangong Zhongli and running into Xiaonuan and the Crown Prince.
Then, he and the Crown Prince were drinking against each other, and in the end, he passed out.
A trace of confusion swept across the handsome man's face.
Thinking of something, he hurriedly lifted the blanket to check his body.
His expression changed a bit.
"Did we... did we do anything last night..." Shaochen asked Nangong Zhongli uneasily.
Nangong Zhongli's lips curved: "Shaochen, don't tell me you don't want to take responsibility?"
"I..."
"Don't worry, we didn't do anything last night."
Shaochen furrowed his brows.
"Zhongli, last night, I really can't remember anything." Also, he didn't feel anything now.
If they had done anything, he should have felt something, at least not like now.
Nangong Zhongli's lips lifted into a bitter smile.
