Chapter 122: 111 Fifth Master: Kissing You Because I Like It (3 More) Chapter 122: 111 Fifth Master: Kissing You Because I Like It (3 More) Jiang Jinsang had barely stepped out of the door when, instead of making even a slight detour to save appearances or play along, he headed straight to the room next door.

The door creaked open.

Shuci slightly raised her eyebrows, he really was…

So straightforward, going there straightaway?

“Shuci, let’s keep reading the story!” Jiangjiang seemed unaware of the noise and was propping his cheek, waiting expectantly for her to continue.

“Okay,” Shuci gritted her teeth.

This Jiang Jinsang really dug a big hole for her. Now she couldn’t leave the child alone to go next door. If Jiangjiang followed along and caught them in the act, kids say anything—they might blurt out something…

Whether Jiang Jinsang was dead or alive didn’t concern her, but she had to consider Wanwan’s situation.

Originally, she was supposed to corner Jiang Jinsang, and this situation was…

Now it seemed she was the one caught in a trap!

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As Jiang Jinsang pushed the door open, Tang Wan wasn’t lying in bed but was just coming out of the washroom, leaning on the wall, her face unnaturally red, and she staggered on her feet. Seeing Jiang Jinsang, she seemed a bit surprised.

“Big Brother Wu—”

Her voice, already soft, became even huskier and smokier from alcohol, making her speech seductively shy.

“How are you feeling?” Jiang Jinsang closed the door casually. “How much did you drink tonight…”

Tang Wan swayed, stumbled, and fell straight

“Wanwan!”

the ground, pulling her into his arms. His

slightly, he hesitated to move

Tang Wan wasn’t completely unconscious; her hands instinctively

breathing was rapid, burning

Jinsang lowered his

quite a bit tonight, her tolerance was good,

wrist, then reached to feel her

compared to Tang Wan’s feverish forehead—she

you feeling headache

was a

alcohol. It was lucky that he came to check, otherwise enduring the whole night might lead

Tang Wan rested her head against his chest, clutching at his shirt, whispering softly, “Do you

“What?”

there was a

Wan’s head was foggy, and she didn’t even know what she was doing, rubbing against his chest, murmuring,

throbbing, and she was feeling feverish—how

even the area around Jiang Jinsang’s

all, he was a normal man, and her actions made it difficult for him

hair. “Is there a first aid

looked up with her small face, seemingly unaware of what he was

messages, he already felt uneasy. Seeing her in this state,

reason and restraint

who I am?” his voice

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