The next day.
Inside the car.
Jiang Chen was still thinking about how to explain what happened last night.
Fujiwara Reiki caused trouble and then slipped away, but he had to clean up the mess.
Last night, it was certainly impossible for him to leave with Fujiwara Reiki. Sleeping on the sofa was actually a small matter, and it was a blessing that Taoist Master Duanmu did not think Fujiwara Reiki had ill intentions and beat her up.
"That was a sleeping aid, with no toxic side effects, just for helping sleep. I asked her to get it."
Jiang Chen racked his brains, "That made it easier to fall asleep on the sofa."
"You couldn't fall asleep on the sofa?"
Tanki Liuli asked, "Then why didn't you sleep on the bed?"
"How to sleep on one bed?"
"I can sleep on the sofa."
Jiang Chen's tone froze.
True.
Like him, the Taoist nun was also a highly adaptable person, having lived in the mountains since childhood, she could probably endure more hardship than he could.
