The next day, Jin Yan got up early.
She didn't quite remember how she went inside the house, or how she climbed into the bed, and vaguely seemed to recall that someone carried her in.
Who could it be? Her son?
That's absolutely impossible, Little Chenmo's tiny stature couldn't even drag her, how could he possibly carry her?
While having breakfast, she casually asked, "Chenmo, who brought me back last night?"
Little Chenmo looked up at her, "You don't remember?"
Jin Yan tried hard to recall but futilely shook her head, "I have no impression at all, who brought me back the end?"
Little Chenmo lowered his gaze and ate breakfast, casually replied, "No one brought you back, you came back by yourself, opened the door, and walked into the bedroom and lay on the bed. I didn't expect you were so drunk? Would completely not remember."
