That kind of possessiveness, that gaze that made him feel needed, was no longer there to be captured!
Zun Zun kicked open his door, found him in the bedroom, the smell of alcohol filled the room, making Zun Zun cover his nose, and he simply walked to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, returned to the bedroom, and splashed it directly on his face.
But Wubai didn't react at all, coughed twice, and didn't even bother to turn over.
Zun Zun slapped him hard twice, "Hey, do you have any shred of ambition left? You've become like this because of a woman, Nan Chen, don't make me look down on you, get up quickly."
Wubai opened his bloodshot eyes: "Any news about Little Ai? If not, don't bother me!"
