Personal Cooking

He couldn't tell if the person in front of him was a woman or a man. There were multiple shadows everywhere, and he didn't know who was who.

"Yuchen, it's Bai Ling. Let me help you to go to the hotel to rest." It was impossible to go home now, but he could still go to the hotel.

"I want to drink, drink with me." He just wanted to drink.

"Alright, I'll drink with you." She accompanied him and drank as if she was coaxing a child.

He was so old, how could Bai Ling possibly help him? In the end, she still called a few people to help her.

Everyone gave a tip of two hundred, and Bai Ling sent them all away and closed the door.

After so many hours of drinking, his spirit was much better than before.

He slept on the bed by himself. Bai Ling gently gave him some water to wipe his body and even changed his clothes.