Chapter 117

Yang Shuting also didn't say anything and gently agreed.

At night, at one or two o'clock, the rain gradually stopped.

Shu Ting ate the noodles cooked by Sun Wong. The noodles are not delicious, but they can fill her stomach.

After eating, she went back to her room and sorted out the contents of her suitcase, as if she had forgotten to pack something, but she couldn't remember it for a while, so she was too lazy to continue thinking.

When the sun came in and hit Ling Weihao's face, he felt a little uncomfortable. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in bed. He remembered that he had a big fight with his father last night and ran to the bar to drink a lot of wine. He hardly remembered what happened after.

And surrounded by the naked body of Jin Piaoai, wrapped around him like an eel. He took away her hand and sat up, feeling a splitting headache, probably because of drinking too much wine last night.

She opened her eyes slightly and saw Wei Hao awake. She also sa