Wen Zhan stays over every now and then, so it's true that he has clothes at the house.
Mu Wanqing glanced and said, "Forgot."
Actually, she didn't forget last night either.
But a drunken man is really hard to deal with, and he's tall and sturdy, as if he's glued to the bed, she simply couldn't move him.
So she didn't bother spending the energy to dress him.
Of course, there was also a bit of a prankish motive.
She wanted to see what expression he would have when he woke up the next day and found himself naked.
She hated it most when men got drunk; it harms the body and tortures others.
Let him be embarrassed and learn a lesson, see if he'd indulge in alcohol again.
Mu Wanqing snapped back two words resentfully, seeing that the man's expression remained light and he stopped talking, which provoked her dissatisfaction even more.