026 A call of Wanwan is very gentle, the operation is so skillful it breaks legs.

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"Are you going back to rest?"

Tang Wan's hand was held by him. Perhaps because of drinking, his palm was warm and the grip wasn't tight, just enough to make it hard to break free.

"Fifth Master, please slow down." Tang Wan couldn't shake him off at the moment; besides, for a drunk person, he probably didn't even know what he was doing.

"Let's go back."

His voice was always gentle, but now it carried the sour-sweetness of plum wine, and even his breath felt warm.

Tang Wan, after all, was a woman; no matter how strong, she found it difficult to support a drunken adult man by herself, so she kept glancing at the Jiang Family members beside her,

signaling them to come help.

The usually perceptive group of rough men collectively pretended to be dead.

Just as Tang Wan was about to speak, the group suddenly busied themselves.

"Time to go back to the room, right? I'll go prepare the bed first."