Song Fengwan had spent a long time psyching herself in her room, but a certain someone exposed her the moment she went downstairs.
She wanted to cry.
If Fu Chen hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten that she had once occupied his bed when she was drunk. Now that she thought about it, it didn't seem so hard for her to accept him forcing a kiss on her when he was drunk.
"Third Master, last night, I…"
"Yesterday, you pulled me and refused to let me leave. I know you're not feeling well, so you definitely don't remember, right?" Fu Chen reached out his hand and rubbed his chin, as if he already knew her routine.
"Yes." She lowered her head and nodded.
"I got someone to buy you some heat packs. Bring a few pieces with you when you go out." Fu Chen lowered his head and continued eating.
