C689 Pill Hall

The next morning.

Zhan Tianming was still dreaming, but he was woken up by the noise.

"F * ck! Can we still play?"

While complaining, Zhan Tianming got up without thinking and rubbed his sleepy eyes. Fortunately, the wine was really good and did not give him a headache.

"Phew... It seemed like he really drank a little too much yesterday. I really admire that Long Xiaoyao guy